Lemon and Lime

【Cԋαρƚҽɾ 18: Fαιʅҽԃ Exҽƈυƚισɳ】

[Hhhhhh, insert some random headcanon at the end I guess]

[Warning: Includes descriptive violence and gore. I mean, they are killers after all.]

...

Masky took Jeff to a room, locking the door. They were pretty much in the basement, having Jeff be in a cell. Jeff slammed against the metal bars in an attempt to escape, which he failed miserably, only to get a few bruises on his arms.

"Asshole, let me out!" Jeff yelled, throwing himself at the metal bars.

"Actually, we have some questions for you." Masky said, "It's about Bloody Painter and Toby."

"Ask them yourselves." Jeff says, rolling his eyes, "Let me out god damn it."

"What did you see?" Masky asked, then clarifying, "What did you see when you entered Bloody Painter's room?"

"Wow, I didn't know you were going to give me some easy questions." Jeff laughs, "So, I walked into their room and saw Toby topping Bloody Painter. It was so gay my guy. You should've seen their faces. They were a fucking mess!"

"Errr.. Alright then..." Masky says, "Did they actually do anything?"

"Well~ They tried to get up to attack me, but because of their position..." Jeff starts, raising his eyebrows at Masky, hinting that he was currently having dirty thoughts that he was about to share. "They-"

"Okay don't tell me." Masky said, "I don't need you to give me absurd details. You're probably going to modify the information anyways."

"Awh man!~ You're no fun." Jeff sulked, turning his back against Masky, pouting.

"I'm just stating the truth," Masky says sarcastically, rolling his eyes, then turning to Hoodie, whispering, "According to Jeff, it seems they've been growing quite fond of each other."

Hoodie nodded in agreement, who had recorded the whole conversation between Masky and Jeff. "We should go check in now." Hoodie spoke quietly, Masky nodding, unlocking Jeff's cell and leaving with Hoodie.

"Come on! You're not even going to escort me out?!" Jeff protested. Masky and Hoodie just ignored him and they left him in the dark, damp basement. Jeff pouted to himself, "Hmph! They didn't escort a beauty like me out the way they escorted me in? Hmph! Assholes!" Jeff pouted as if he was about to sob like a pathetic princess, but then manned up and headed out- grumbling to himself along the way.

...

Toby was hanging around in Bloody Painter's room after dinner- and after the raid. They got a good amount of candy- which should last them about a year if they eat it responsibly, which they won't. Clearly it would probably last them 2 month at most.

Toby was watching him draw, and Bloody Painter thought it was creepy and couldn't really concentrate on the drawing with the feeling of being watched. It was quite obvious, since Bloody Painter was shaking when he was drawing.

Toby did not notice this— somehow— and just continued watching him. Just barely a few minutes passed, it felt like hours to Bloody Painter. He was about to tell Toby that he was starting to feel uncomfortable until someone knocked on his door. Bloody Painter sighed of relief, getting up and headed to the door. Bloody Painter opened the door, seeing Masky and Hoodie.