Lemon and Lime

【Exƚɾα: Rҽʋҽα ʅҽԃ?】

[A/N: Pretend I didn't post on a Saturday.]

[FLASHBACKS]

[Around 6:55 AM some time in March, before school]

*Click.*

Someone took a picture of the two boys sleeping, smiling. Whoever it was, they had left. Clearly, they were not a student in the school.

Soon after they left, students started coming.

...

[Midnight of October 19, in the woods]

Bloody Painter stared at Toby. He stared back. Bloody Painter's sky blue eyes locked onto Toby's light brown hazel-like eyes. The two boys stared at each other, their gaze wrestling each other, forcing the other to blink. This just turned into a staring contest.

*Click.*

Toby growled at Bloody Painter, who then blinked in confusion. "HA! I W-WIN!" Toby cheers, "Nyehhh!" Toby stuck his tongue out. Bloody Painter continues to blink in confusion, processing what happened.

...

[6:30 AM, breakfast time, Christmas eve...]

"Toby, do you remember when someone took a picture of us in the woods?" Bloody Painter asked, sitting on a chair, sucking his strawberry-flavored lollipop- second favorite flavor, too traumatized to eat his favorite flavored lollipop, which was cherry.

"Oh, that a-asshole.." Toby grumbled, destroying a waffle with his teeth, which he doesn't like... So why was he eating it? "I'm g-going to find wh-who the hell they are and k-kill them." He says gritting his teeth on his waffle, ticking.

Bloody Painter happened to be sitting next to Toby at the table, so he patted Toby's head, rubbing his fluffy brunette hair. "There, there, we'll just look through every camera to ever exist and delete the photo." Bloody Painter says, smiling.

"And we-we'll kill them, r-right?" Toby asked, excited about the murdering part.

"Oh no," Bloody Painter disagreed, "They don't deserve death, they deserve worse." He says jokingly.

"B-But-" Toby interjected, ripping another waffle into pieces before crushing them, "Wh-What if they're i-immortal l-like us o-or something?"

"Then we do everything we want to do with them." Bloody Painter pointed out, "Like killing them on loop and torturing them for the rest of their lives."

"B-But they can't d-die..?" Toby stated, confusion clear in his voice.

"That's the point." Bloody Painter said, smiling, which got Toby to grin in amusement.

"S-Sounds fun!" Toby said, "H-How will we f-find them?"

"First, we investigate everyone in the manor and secretly steal all their devices to look through." Bloody Painter said carefully, making sure no one else was around. "If it's none of us, we'll go to the Slender's brothers. If it's not them either, we'll just break into HIS base and destroy their ass. If it's still not them, then we'll just search the entire world or ask BEN to look through everything anyone has taken pictures or screenshots of."

"W-Why should w-we even break into HIS lair?" Toby grumbled, "H-He's our e-enemy.. Wh-Why would h-he have photos o-of us?"

"I don't know, to have information on us?" Bloody Painter points out sarcastically. "Perhaps to have a photo to shoot at or put on a punching bag."

"Oh... Y-Yeah.." Toby deadpans, "Ugh, I h-hate that guy.." He rolls his eyes and Bloody Painter chuckles at that.

"Come on, let's go find that asshole." Bloody Painter says, "We'll figure out what to do to them after we catch them."

"Yeah!" Toby says energetically, chugging some milk to wash down the waffles. "Let's g-go get our Christm-mas gift!"

The boys headed off to search the mansion. In the corner of the hall, Hoodie had overheard everything they've said. He hid his camera in his hoodie pocket and curled up into a ball, traumatized. He was the one who had been taking pictures of them. But they weren't the first either. He's taken pictures of many people and many things.

He's traumatized to even think about what those two might do to him.

        Even though

                they

                        are

                                younger.

Someone's going to die today.

And it just might be Hoodie.