Slendytubbies

Chapter 6 Part 1

      Ron sat there for a few minutes, wrapping his wounds with the bandages Walten gave him. He'd never thought he'd get to see Walten again. Ron sighed, "If Walten plans on messaging the military, I'll probably have to see him again..." he growled. He would have to see his brother, Lenny. He never came out to him as trans, and knowing him, he's going to make it 10 times more difficult to explain to him. Plus Walten gets all flustered whenever Lenny is around, he hates it. Walten doesn't even know how much of an entitled asshole Lenny was. He gripped onto the bandages, pissed off, thinking about Lenny. Then the door suddenly swung open. "Walten?" he looked over to whoever opened the door. There stood that thing that killed Toby. Ron yelped and tried to get away from him but he grasped onto his shoulder and sat him down on the floor. It then sat in front of him, and dipped his fingers right into his neck. Ron looked at him in disgust and fear. The tubby then began writing on the floor with his blood "I need help.". Ron growled, "Why the hell should I help you!? You fucking freak.", the tubby grabbed him by the neck and pulled him closer, his grip tightening. Ron whimpered in fear and tried to push him away. He let go. Ron backed away, "You're a monster... I don't want to help you..." he said in a stern tone. He noticed the tubby hiding a bag behind its back, it must contain a weapon of some sort. Ron shoved him out of the way and grabbed the bag, quickly moving to the other side of the room. He opened the bag, praying it was something to keep him safe but what it wasn't. The tubby scooted over to him and grabbed what seemed to be his decapitated head. Ron screamed and kicked him in the nuts. The tubby dropped his head onto Ron's lap and blood gushed from his neck all over his clothes. Ron got up, the tubby swiftly catched his head, bumping his arm against Ron's leg, causing him to stumble over, falling into a box. Ron growled in annoyance, but he heard a gurgling sound come from the tubby. He got up and looked at him, he seemed to be laughing? Ron sighed, "Stop laughing idiot.". The tubby got up with the med kit Walten gave him, he pointed towards the string and needle inside of the kit, and then his head. Ron really didn't want to but he felt like he had too.

      "I thought I'd never get to feel my gorgeous face again." the tubby smiled as he rubbed his face. Ron was rubbing the blood off of his hands. "Thank you... um... What's your name?" he said. Ron looked at him all pissed off, the tubby looked at him, they made eye contact for a second. "Why should I tell you?" Ron asked, "Well you helped me, and I want to thank you for it. So tell me your name." he smiled. Ron groaned "It's Ron, Ron Minatoya... You?" he said, "I'm Dipsy,", Dipsy then grabbed his hand and placed a kiss on the back of his hand, "Nice to meet you Ron~." he winked at him. Ron's face turned bright pink and stared at him in shock, "WHAT THE FUCK!?" he shouted before kicking him in the nuts again. Dipsy yelped and fell onto his knees, Ron growled "Don't do that again.". Dipsy smiled as he stared at his hips, biting his lip. Ron growled and walked away, "Fucking pervert.", "Wait!" Dipsy shouted as he crawled after him. He walked away to see if he could find his room. Dipsy got up and followed him, "Where are you going?" he asked as he held Ron's hand. Ron jerked his hand away from him, "To my room, you got blood all over me, I need to shower.". "Shower...?" Dipsy asked, Ron stopped and looked at him, "Are you telling me you've never showered?...". Dipsy shrugged, "Get away from me. You shower before me, got it?". Dipsy nodded, "Okay." he sighed as he continued walking to his room.

      Dipsy's hair was dried with a dryer, Ron taught him how to use it. He liked this guy. First guy he's actually met other than Tonky Wonky. He sat on Ron's bed, resisting the urge to sniff Ron's sheets, he wondered what he smelled like. Roses, peonies, daisies, the beach, maybe blossoms. He wagged his tail at the thought of holding him close. He was hot. That's all Dipsy could think about. His beautiful eyes, hair, curves, hips, thighs, definitely his thighs, perfect fur, thighs. His thoughts were cut off when Ron opened the bathroom door. Dipsy looked at him in awe. He looked badass. He wore high rise black ripped jeans, with a white dress shirt tucked under his pants, an awesome black leather jacket, and combat boots. His curly wet hair made him look 100 times more beautiful. "Step on me." Dipsy blurted out, "Excuse me?" "Nothing.".