||OLD|| -FINGER PAINTINGS- (An II2 Story)

9: Collection

Paintbrush had finally fallen asleep, Fan was being extra cautious around them. With what they said earlier there might be a connection between them and the murderer. He hated it, he couldn't even trust his own friend. He went to the kitchen so that he could grab a self defense weapon, he didn't want to die. Nobody wants to die. He brought it back to the room and looked at the time, 9:30pm. The party was canceled hours ago. He sat down on his bed and held the knife tightly, watching Paintbrush's every move. They were asleep, but they could just be pretending. Everyone is good at pretend sleeping.

Fan laid down and tried to sleep, but with the creaking of Paintbrush's bed he couldn't do it, he got up and left, bringing his knife with him. He went to Test Tube's room and knocked on the door. She opened the door, "Fan? Its 10pm what are you doing here??" she asked. "Test Tube I don't feel safe in my room, can I sleep in here with you?" He asked, his grip loosening on the knife. She looked down at the knife, "Sure, but you're telling me why you feel unsafe, anything at this point could help with my research." She said, opening the door more and letting him inside.

Fan sat down on the floor, placing the knife beside him. "So, why do you feel unsafe?" Test Tube asked. "I.. I think that I know who the killer is." Fan said. "They could come after me next, I just know it." Fan muttered, "Mhm, and who do you think it is?" She asked him. "Paintbrush."

A small clatter sound was heard, "What?!" She shouted. "I have a reason! I swear I do!" Fan said. "Okay, explain." "Well.. When Knife died, they said something about the cup being poisoned. Nobody had said it before." Fan explained. Test Tube thought for a moment. "I thought the placement of the last death might have been a frame.. But I think.. I think this all adds up. Paintbrush might be the murderer." She mumbled. "But before we jump to conclusions, we should wait for another murder. If it happens when Paintbrush isn't around us, then we know who might have done it." Test Tube said. Fan nodded. "You should get some sleep, you'll be safe in here." Test Tube said. "The door locks on its own, so we'll be safe." She added. "Alright." He mumbled. He held the knife tightly next to him before falling asleep. He couldn't risk it.

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Paintbrush slowly woke up, they looked around and checked the time. It was 3 in the morning. They covered their head and groaned, but couldn't go back to sleep. They looked at Fan's bed but he was nowhere to be found, his bed was a mess too. They shook their head a bit and got up to stretch. They had nothing to do at the moment, then they realized.

They left the room and quietly headed to the ballroom, Knife's body was still there. They grabbed the knife from their hair, and went over to his body. They carefully began to saw his arms and legs off, leaving him nothing but a head and a torso, they then took the limbs and brought them to the art storage room, wrapping the wounds up so they didn't dry out and stench up the place. Paintbrush put them up and then left back to their room. They stared at the knife they used, then headed to the bathroom to clean it off. That should help.

The water ran, Paintbrush put the knife under the sink and began to clean it off. The blood was fresh, so it was easy to remove. They finished washing it, then dried it off and put it back in their hair.

They went back to the room and laid back down on their bed. They could paint with their new tools in the morning. It was only 4 now.

Paintbrush closed their eyes and went off to sleep.

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WORD COUNT : 679

so how would you guys feel if i added a fluffy romance scene in the next chapter (your pick on which characters 😇)