Steve Cobs has always wanted desperately to get back at Mephone4. He could never think of ways that went beyond just mass-producing mephones to do the work for him. But one day? He realized that the best way to hurt a man is to take something he lov...
Cobs chuckled as Yang balled up his fists, Yin sobbing right next to him into his hands. Yang looked to Yin. He'd seen Yin cry before, in fact, it was common. But this time felt different. Just seeing the disgusting melted lines deform his face, trailing back to Yang's own body like a line of cheese from a cheese stick. Yang's eyes softened at the horrific sight of his younger brother, watching his skin pull and bleed.
" Well, I've implanted a tracking device into the skin of the both of you. And, also, I managed to find a way to... almost separate you. I hope you're both happy with your clear thoughts now that you both have a body of your own. "
Yang stared at Cobs in utter disbelief and disgust mixed together. The soft beeping inside his wrist filled the dreadful silence of the room. Yang and Cobs stared each other down, Yang's face slowly growing from shock, into rage.
" You- you MONSTER! I SWEAR, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU! "
Yang shot up, lunging at Cobs as Yin gasped and yelled out in pain. Cobs' eyes widened, as he quickly stepped over to the side, Yang dropping to the floor with a gasp. Cobs scoffed, grabbing something out of his pocket, before..
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" gg-aAAAAAAHHH!! W-S-STOPPP!! "
Both Yin and Yang screamed out in agony as the zapping sensation overwhelmed their bodies, tears beginning to form in Yang's eyes as he screamed out and shook violently on the floor. He looked over at Cobs, who quickly turned the shocker off, leaving Yin and Yang panting and trembling on the floor.
" W-why... "
Yin spoke in a small, high-pitched voice. Cobs simply smiled, and turned, walking away from the softly padded room, his shoes making a soft squish against the padding, as the door slammed shut behind him, a distant lock echoing. The room's silence was awfully loud.
" G-Gh...Y-Yang... "
Yin cried out for his older brother, his voice weak. Yang looked over, seeing his stretched, bloodied and torn figure. Yang simply scoffed, shoving Yin away, causing him to flinch and Yin to let out a yelp of pain. Yang watched as Yin coughed out blood, tears flowing from his eyes as he wept, curling up into a ball on the floor in a pathetic manner. Yang was forced to sit there next to him, his skin pulling and making disgusting squelching noises. He looked away, feeling his heart tug.
" Stop crying about it, you big crybaby... "
Yang spoke in a calm voice, watching Yin's eyes widen as he forced himself to choke back his own tears, wiping the lines away like they were nothing. Yang huffed, looking back at the wall, the horrible hum of the lights filling his hearing despite Yin's soft sniffles.
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" God, where are they?! "
OJ paced, frowning as the clacks of a computer keyboard sounded in the background. The tension of his office was making his skin crawl with frustration.
" They went to go look for Mephone 7 hours ago! Where the hell are they now? Oh gods, what if they went missing?! "
His breathing hitched as he inhaled shakily, leaning against his desk, accidentally managing to knock over some papers. OJ groaned, standing straight and bending down to grab them, standing right up again and placing them back onto the large stack.
" Relax OJ. Maybe they just fell asleep waiting, or Mephone's having some difficulties. I'm sure it's nothing to worry about. "
Paper stood from the desk, walking over. OJ tapped his arm, sliding his hands into a praying position as he pushed his hands together tightly, wrapping his fingers together as his wrists grew sore. Paper watched this with concern, before deciding to intervene. He stopped right in front of OJ, gently separating his hands and taking them in his own, a blush spreading across OJ's face as Paper stared up at him with a calm, yet worried expression.
" It's going to be okay OJ. If they don't show up soon, we'll try and get the cops to search, okay? "
Paper gently caressed OJ's palms, reassuring him with a tired smile. OJ looked up at him, his expression softening up as he sighed.
" I'm just worried. "
" We're all worried OJ. But we'll figure things out, okay? Yin-Yang's going to be okay. "
Paper and OJ locked eyes for a moment. The bags under OJ's eyes never failed to make Paper's heart break, even if just a little. He thought for a moment before getting closer to OJ, wrapping him in a loving hug. OJ stiffened up, before slowly loosening, wrapping his arms around Paper in return.
