Hank x Tricky : The Cause Of One's Bursting Love

Act 7.5: Unplanned Visit

It was 1:30 in the morning and Hank couldn't get back to sleep. He had heard noises thirty minutes that woke him up before since then, he's been awake. The letter Tricky had sent him still roamed in his mind. The clown even gave him his address. As soon as he remembered this fact, the assassin had an idea. "He did tell me I could visit him whenever I wanted.. guess a little surprise visit wouldn't hurt (you're a fucking asshole)." Hank then exited his house through the front door and headed for his destination. Fifteen minutes later, he finally arrived. The desire to see Tricky again was greater than ever, nothing was going to stop it. He tried to knock on the front door of the small place but no one answered. That wasn't going to stop the killer from doing whatever he wanted thought!

He looked around for a window to see the inside of where the clown was living. As soon as he found one, he opened it. Intense, loud music was playing inside. When he finally entered the place (by the window of course), he saw that the zombie was having fun dancing and the killer was so mesmerized by. All he wanted to do now was to watch the zombie for ages, but at some point Tricky realized he wasn't alone when he saw the assassin in the middle of the place staring at him. "H-hanky?!". The moment the clown said his name out loud, Hank left his thoughts; "OH TRICKYYY HELLOO" "What are you doing here?" replied his friend laughing (Hank no dont get horny pls). "I tried knocking at the front door but got no answer so I just, decided to come in by myself" "Oh my! I'm so sorry Hanky!" "Its okay-... how does he manage to be so cute?!" "Uhh is everything alright?" "Oh don't worry, it's nothing (fr man learn self control)"

"Hmmm... wanna dance?" "Wait a sec what-". The assassin didn't have time to finish his answer before the zombie grabbed his hands and led him closer. Hank was now completely red behind his mask. Knowing how his self control was when the clown was this close to him, he had to push him away before he did something impulsive (smoochie smoochie). "Tricky! I never agreed to that!" "Aww ok". The zombie sounded a bit disappointed. "Wanna do something else instead?" "I don't know" "Huh?" "Sorry, I can't think of what I want correctly at the moment." The assassin felt extremely stupid for refusing to dance with Tricky, but the stress of ruining things was just too much. Eventually Tricky took out some board games from under his speakers (how tf did he get it there) to play with the other. After about an hour, they had already gone through all the games the clown had (dat was fast or maybe not or maybe or maybe not)

"Hey Hank how about we go outside?" "Huh? Why?" "At this time of the night, the guys who are still awake usually go to the mountains to try and catch shooting stars!. Its also a um.. romantic setting so I hope this wont make you uncomfortable-" "OF COURSE ILL GO WITH YOU!" Hank shouted happily before realizing how loud his answer was. "I-I mean- Do you want to go there with me?" "I wouldn't have told you otherwise haha! Follow me."

They then walked outside, Hank following Tricky. After walking for a bit, they were now on one of the many hills in the mountain areas. The clown invited the assassin to sit down next to him. "Do you like the view?" "I guess its pretty". For the fighter, the most beautiful thing of all was the person next to him. He could never say it to him though. The sky was a dark blue and a few gray clouds could still be seen. Ever since the war, the sky was rarely any color other than red unless during the night, where it became blue again.

"If you see a shooting star, make a wish okay?" "I've heard people doing this before... what's the point if its not even actually working?" The zombie then looked at the fighter in surprise; "But it does actually work! Look, one time I wished to have 10 hot dogs with my favorite sauce and I received them directly in front of my eyes! (why not infinite dumbfuck)" "Wow. Guess it really works huh ..?" "Try it yourself! As soon as you see one makes a wish!"

Hank then stared intently at the sky. From what he heard before, these were still pretty rare. "HANKY HANKY! I found one!" "Already? Well done!" Seeing the clown in such a happy state made him feel happy too. "Hank, I wish to give you my wish!" "Wait really ..?" "You've never been able to make a wish because of a shooting star before, you should also be able to experience it!" "Oh my god." A light of hope formed inside of the assassin. Would this be a chance to fix his problem? Part of him was ashamed of his feelings and wanted them gone but before they came, his life was so boring, dull and tasteless. What should he wish for now? For or everything to go back to how it was before or for his bursting love to be fulfilled? "I dont even care if any of that shooting start bullcrap is real, I just need to solve my problem. "

"Hank ?!" "Hank is that you?!". The assassin turned and saw his two other friends behind him; "Oh no". He didn't want his moment to be ruined by them ; "I wish these two could just disappear for a while!" Suddenly he didn't hear a single sound coming from then. He didn't care if they were still here as long as he finally could make his wish in peace. Hank then sighed; "My moment has finally arrived (thats what you think pawl, remember, life sucks :p).