On October 17, Toby went into the kitchen, grabbing a lollipop from LJ's candy jar, and putting some spices over it to make it spicy. He then wraps it back up and put it on a plate, wth a note saying that it's for Bloody Painter and from Toby.
Toby went over to the couch, pretending he had been watching TV. When Bloody Painter entered the kitchen, he took the lollipop, and popped it into his mouth. There wasn't a reaction at first. Bloody Painter put the plate in the sink and went over on the couch next to Toby.
Toby starts questioning how much spice Bloody Painter can handle.
"OW- GOD DAMN THAT BURNS-" Bloody Painter yells. "WHY IS THE LOLLIPOP SPICY?! IT'S A FREAKING CHERRY FLAVORED ONE!"
Toby snickered as Bloody Painter pant from the spiciness of the lollipop. Bloody Painter shot his gaze towards Toby, who reached for his mask. He then reached for Toby's mask. As they both yanked each other's mask off, they got a quick glance at each other's faces before Bloody Painter looked away.
"What did you put in my lollipop, Toby?" Bloody Painter asked.
"I m-made it s-spicy." Toby says, chuckling.
"I hate you." Bloody Painter says jokingly.
"I l-love you too." Toby teases, meaning it as a friend.
BEN 'oohed' with Jeff as they both looked at Toby and Bloody Painter.
"Eh, I'm g-going to see EJ, I-I have a headache." Toby says, getting up.
"Oh okay, get better. I'm going to kill you for putting spice in my lollipop."
"We b-both know I'll win, wh-whatever it is y-you're challenging me t-to."
"Doubt."
"Bet."
With that, Toby left to go to EJ's clinic, Bloody Painter trying to finish his lollipop even though it's so freaking spicy. Bloody Painter cursed at himself for falling for such pranks. Once he finished his lollipop, which felt like forever to him, he went over to the sugar container and took several scoops.
"There goes my sleep." Bloody Painter says. "Cheers to sleep deprivation."
Bloody Painter started eating plain sugar, while BEN and Jeff stared at him in confusion. Bloody Painter finished his entire bowl of sugar, and refilled it. BEN and Jeff no longer stared at him in confusion, they stared at him in concern.
"Oi, your gonna get diabetes if you eat that much sugar." Jeff says.
"You're going to have a sugar rush for a hundred years straight then your going to have a sugar crash and become sleeping beauty for a hundred years and you have to wait for your prince charming to come rescue you." BEN said jokingly.
"My prince charming is dead." Bloody Painter says, going onto his third bowl of sugar.
"I think he's drunk from eating so much sugar." Jeff said, "I mean, look at him, who would eat huge bowls of suga- HOLY CRAP THE SUGAR TANK IS EMPTY NOW- BLOODY PAINTER WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!?!?"
"It's not enough."
Bloody Painter looks around for something sweet to numb the spiciness from the lollipop. 'How much spice did Toby put in this?' Bloody Painter thought to himself, 'Probably a lot.' Jeff and BEN looked at each other in concern for Bloody Painter. They saw him making his way to the pantry, where some sugary stuff is, and tried to prevent him from getting there.
"Just give me some honey for my milk." Bloody Painter deadpans.
BEN and Jeff looked at each other, nodding. They served Bloody Painter milk with extra honey. "Alright, here, no more sugary stuff. We're banning you from sugar." Jeff said.
"You can't do that." Bloody Painter says.
"We can ask Slender to." Jeff countered.
"Then ban Toby from putting a shit ton of spice in other people's food." Bloody Painter counters Jeff's statement.
"Great! Then it's settled." Jeff says, agreeing.
They left Bloody Painter to drink his milk peacefully as they went to Slender's office to report the incident. Bloody Painter sighs, 'I must have gone crazy.' He thought to himself. 'Crazier than all of these serial killers in this mansion.'
After he finished his milk, he cleaned the dishes and went to his room to vegetate. "Ugh why did I have to eat so much sugar? I'm probably going to stay up all week long then stay asleep for a week straight. And they'll all think I'm dead!" Bloody Painter cursed at himself before chuckling. He went back to his notebook to continue doodling in his theory pages. He puts on Toby's mouth guard and goggles.
"WHAT THE HELL-" Bloody Painter yells at himself, "How does Toby live with this shit?!" He pulled down the mouth guard, "Gosh how does he breathe in this?"
Bloody Painter looked around, everything he saw was tinted orange. "Wow, everything is orange. Even the paper. Huh. Interesting. Well, I don't mind keeping this on, BUT THE MOUTH GUARD??? UGHHH- I CAN'T EVEN BREAAAATHHHHEEEEEEEE."
Bloody Painter continues to doodle on his artbook, before going to a new page to question Toby's choice of clothing.
{How does Toby breathe with his mouthguard?
How does Toby manage?}
Bloody Painter added doodles of Toby's mouth guard and goggles. Bloody Painter remembers the glimpse of Toby's face from earlier and what Toby's face looked like from that time when he waited for Toby to finish showering and saw his face. Why didn't he think of anything back then? Bloody Painter sighed, cursing at himself.
'Ticci Toby has to be Tobias Rogers..' Bloody Painter thought to himself, 'But that can't be possible! He died in a fire from half a year ago!'
Bloody Painter stresses himself out with the information; he doesn't know if he should believe the news about Tobias Rogers being dead or the fact that he was seeing Toby's face in this mansion. Perhaps he was hallucinating, wanting to see Toby once more, or he's just straight up crazy.
Bloody Painter cursed at himself before Toby came into his room to see him in such a state.
"Er..." Toby says, "A-Are you o-okay..?"
Bloody Painter jolted up, turning to the door to see Toby there. He had Bloody Painter's mask hanging on the side of his head. Bloody Painter sighed, turning around again, looking down on his notebook, closing it.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking about some impossible shit." Bloody Painter says, 'There's no way Tobias Rogers is Ticci Toby.'
"Wanna talk about it?" Toby says without ticking, but then has a ticking attack after. He wanted to sound serious about something serious. He knew it was hard for people to tell whether or not he's being serious due to his Tourettes.
"I.. Rather not." Bloody Painter says, "Not yet anyways." Bloody Painter then looks at Toby, "So, what brings you here?"
"Oh! I-I just wanted to kn-know if you wanted to h-hang out!" Toby says, "Meet m-me outside a-a-at midnight. Y-You won't b-b-be able to s-sleep anyways s-since you a-ate so much sugar."
"Hah, word spreads fast in this mansion, huh?" Bloody Painter chuckled.
Toby smiles, "Yup! S-Seems so!"
"Alright, I'll meet you outside at midnight." Bloody Painter says, smiling.
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Lemon and Lime
HorrorTobias Erin Rogers and Helen Otis used to be friends in Highschool, March of their senior year. Within a month of their friendship, they had separated. After school was out, they had walked down their own separate paths. They've been away from each...
