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Death buddies

One shot

Bold is the first bloodmoon (Davis)

Italics are the second bloodmoon (EC)
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"Ohh, look brother, it's that fox."

"Kill it, kill it, we're hungry, kill it now."

"You know I can hear you both right?"

There was silence from behind him. Then, a snarl of annoyance.

"Agh, you weren't fast enough."

"I wasn't fast enough only because you were being so loud. I could have gotten him if you weren't talking loud, so it's your fault!"

That started an argument, sending the two falling from the tree they had perched in to try and jump him from behind.

Rocky sighed. He turned from the pool of clear water that allowed him to see into the world of the living and crossed his arms, watching the two scuffle. Which, in all honesty, was kind of weird since they were in the same body.

"Actually, it wasn't either of you talking, or being slow, that let me know that you were behind me," he said. Bloodmoon stopped growling at each other and looked up at him.

"What?" They asked together.

"Well," Rocky reached up and tapped his ears. "I'm a fox, so I naturally have better hearing. I could hear you climbing up into the tree as soon as you decided to."

They scowled up at him then looked away, muttering about stupid foxes hearing too much.

"Plus, you've done this same thing every day since you died and found me out here." He turned back to the pool, looking through it again to watch as Gregory and Lizzie threw barrels at Sun.

"Hmph"

He felt it as the pair slunk up to crouch beside him to watch the spectacle.

"Hahaha, poor little sun man, being beat up by children. Weak he is."

Rocky looked down at them in amusement. "Well, he can't be too weak. I mean he killed you didn't he?"

Bloodmoon frowned up at him. "That was a mistake. We let him, we didn't believe he would do it."

They both sat in silence for a moment. Then, when it became apparent that Rocky wasn't going to give them the attention they wanted, they leaned their head against his side and muttered, "bored."

"Well then go play a game or find something to eat. You did say you were hungry." He expected them to grumpily slunk away to find something else to do.

He didn't expect them to tug at his arm and say, "come get us something to eat then."

Rocky blinked down at them, pulling his gaze from the pool. Bloodmoon blinked back up at him. "You can get yourselves something. You're both adults, right?"

"Yes, but we want you to get it, if only to get you away from that pool," they seemed annoyed. "You need to stop staring at the living and accept that you are dead."

"Besides, we are too tired from our hunt. We don't wish to do any extra work, and if you don't take a break from it then you'll collapse where you stand. And we do not wish to carry you to bed because of your strangeness."

Rocky stared at them for a moment, then he laughed. This wasn't the first time they'd practically scolded him about the pool. "I suppose you're right."

He checked the pool one more time and saw Gregory, Lizzie, and Sun playing hide and seek. Then he turned and began to make his way towards the little two bedroom cottage he'd claimed as his own when he'd died.

"C'mon, I'll make some bacon or something like that, and you can have whatever blood's in the package."

Bloodmoon cackled in delight and scrambled ahead, flinging open the door, yelling about bloody pigs.

Rocky shook his head, chuckling slightly. Dying  certainly hadn't been on his agenda when he'd gone to see his sister, but at least he had those two to be his death buddies. Even if they were two, strange, blood thirsty maniacs.
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The End.

This ain't a ship by the way