Pessimistic puppets (A JD Infection AU)

Epilogue

Jose laid wide awake in his bed, Bubba J and Walter's combined snoring driving him to near madness. The tour bus was broke down. God knows how far away they were from home. Jose could hear Jeff's anxious pacing in the next room, on the phone with Audrey no doubt.
"What if we don't make it? The tow guy said he couldn't possibly tow a tour bus so big...We might need someone to come pick us up. Do you think you could?" Jeff asked. Jose slightly opened his curtain that blocked out his bunk bed from view and peeped around the corner. Jeff looked a mess, baggy eyes and disheveled hair. He had already been up since dawn writing jokes for us 5 to perform and now he had to stay up and deal with this whole mess. Jose felt sympathy worm his gut. His boss sometimes just couldn't catch a break.
"You will? Okay cool...Awesome...Yeah...Love you too. Night." Jeff hung up and sighed deeply. Jose wondered if Audrey had offered to pick all 6 of us up in the morning. It would be nice to go sleep in a real bed and not be crumpled up in his tour bunk bed that didn't even give him room to lay on his side. Walter and Achmed sure liked to complain about the shitty sleeping arrangements, but as soon as there heads hit the pillows they were out like lights. Jose hoped he wouldn't be like that when he got old...
Jeff retreated to his back room, Jose closing the curtain as he walked past. But it seemed as soon as he closed it, he opened it again. Jeff had let out a shout of fear as soon as he opened the door.
"Peanut...?"
Jose was now fully leaning out of his bunk to see what was going on, only to bonk heads with some other curious cat.
"Ow-!" It was Achmed, sleeping mask now crooked on his forehead as he whipped around to stare at Jose in the darkness.
"You heard that too-?" "Shh." Jose manually closed Achmeds jaw and craned both their heads back to Jeff standing in the doorway, seemingly facing Peanut. They continued to ease drop.
"What are you doing in here?? Are you layering my sheets with peanut butter again?? I swear to god if you are...!"
There was no response.
"Silent treatment, huh? I see how it is. You wont be grinning like that when I make all your jokes purely about how "handsome" you think Jose is." Jeff sounded irritated, like how Peanut normal got him to act. Jose couldn't help but smile at the thought of Peanuts face as he was forced to read jokes that just made Jose seem much higher status than him. That would show him not to super glue all his sombreros to the walls...
Yet again, Jeff was met with silence.
When Jeff spoke again, all the annoyance that had once been there had been replaced with concern.
"Are you okay? Your eyes are kinda blood shot..." Jose and Achmed exchanged a glance. Jose had noticed something had been up with Peanut for the past week. He had been seen less and less around doing ANYTHING really. All he did was lay in his bed on the tour bus or sit in the bathroom for hours on end. But whenever he would bring it up to anyone, everyone just said he was fine. Look at how much he was smiling recently! He must have just gotten a new thing of weed or a new lady in his life that he was giving all his attention too. But something in Jose's gut told him that he wasn't right in the head or something...
Yet again, Peanut said nothing.
Jose saw Jeff rub the back of his neck nervously.
"Okay...I'm gonna go to bed...Goodnight, Peanut." Jose and Achmed quickly retreated back into there cubby holes when they heard the shuffling of feet and the close of Jeff's door. A shutter went down Jose's spine when he heard Peanut breathing raggedly as he walked up to Jose's bunk, making the wood above him creak as he got in his bed. How strange...Peanut was...strange...
Peanuts breathing didn't stop. Every loud breath he took sounded like it was gonna be his last, which scared Jose deeply. He wasn't sure why...Peanuts only been a nuisance to him since they've met. It should be a blessing he was coming to the end of his days. But he could only frown and stare at the ceiling as Peanuts breathing became the lullaby that put him to sleep.

"AHHHHH GET THE FUCK OFF ME!!" Jose sat up only to slam his head on the ceiling with great force. Ignoring the stinging pain, he rolled out of bed to find the source of the commotion.
Within the darkness of the main room, Jose saw two figures struggling on the floor, one looking to be biting the ones thin arm while the other punched and clawed at the others face. Animalistic growls echoed through the trailer. It sounded like a pack of wolves mauling a hicker was going on in front of him. Before he could do anything, an old commanding voice from behind Jose shouted.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON??" Walter was awake and was now attempting to point his phones flashlight at the scene in front of him. Bubba J was now awake too, looking around wildly after falling out of bed, his blanket covering his head. Jeff had opened his door, what looked to be pepper spray ready in hand. As soon as the flash was on, the scene expanded before them.
Peanut. PEANUT. He was foaming at the mouth like an animal with rabies, grinning wickedly as he gnawed on his victims arm. Said victim was Achmed. He was thrashing around wildly, bone limbs afly as he attempted to escape the feral Peanuts grip.
Jose was too stunned to act. He didn't know what to do but watch in horror. That was NOT Peanut.
Walter's shout had gained Peanuts new attention, releasing Achmeds arm when he noticed he didn't really have anything to offer him. But you know who did? The four men standing before him now.
Peanut stood up slowly, that same twisted grin imprinted on his face. He began to approach them.
"PEANUT WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?? SNAP OUT OF IT!!" Jeff was practically screaming. Jose felt himself get tugged backward and thrown onto a bed. Bubba J and Walter soon followed, and before we had time to react, Jeff slammed his bedroom door shut In Peanuts face mid lunge. Jeff leaned back against it, eyes wide with fear as he prevented Peanut from entering. Peanut was growling and snarling on the other side of the door, the force of his banging and kicking making the door bulge out every contact. Jose doesn't recall Peanut being this strong...
Jeff locked eyes with all three of them.
"The window. Now. Get out." Five simple words that made Jose wanted to scream in protest. He was however beat to it.
"NO! WE CANT LEAVE YOU!" Bubba J yelled, tears of fear streaming down his chubby cheeks.
"Do it! Please! If we all die in this tour bus who's gonna tell Audrey...?" Jeff eyes reflected Bubba Js tears. Nobody moved. Even Walter looked like he couldn't possibly leave Jeff behind. But as Peanuts racket grew more vicious and a crack was heard from the wooden door Jeff finally shouted.
"JUST GET OUT!!"
The first person to move was Walter, rushing over to the window and prying it open with what force he had. Jumping up on the Jeff's work desk, he slowly but surely, slid out of the bus. Jose and Bubba J exchanged glances. Bubba J seemed to be too emotional to do anything right now, so Jose grabbed his hand and tugged him to the window.
"NO! WHAT ABOUT ACHMED?? HES STILL IN THERE TOO!!" Bubba J wailed.
"He'll be fine! Por el amor de Dios Bubba J- COME ON!" With a final tug he got Bubba J close enough to the window he could force him through. Walter grabbed his arms on the other side and pulled, successfully making Bubba J face plant on the ground bellow. Now this left just Jose. He hopped onto the desk stopping himself before he could leave. Him and Jeff locked eyes for the last time.
As him, Walter, and Bubba J fled into the woods, all Jose could think about was the last second before he jumped out the window. Peanut crashing through the door and lunging at Jeff, tearing a chunk out of his shoulder blade and splatting the walls and Jose's face with blood.
What the fuck just happened?