Insanity (Jeff the killer x Ticci Toby)

ONE SHOTS AND SHIT LIKE THAT

I'm working on two big projects. One is personal, while the other is for this story. Both are taking a long time, but this is a Lil one shot to feed you while all of that is happening.

And all of this is being written on my phone at school, SO itz not gonna be professional

He's a bulker ♡
Body types. They were all different, no two bodies looked the same even if they had the same build. That was a beautiful thing about humans. The difference between each and every human was interesting and attractive, but criticism still existed. Being muscular yet also having a belly was a little unusual to the creepypastas. There was only one body type to these creatures, and that was skinny. It was expected that you'd look anorexic and be insanely attractive with daddy issues. Not Jeff though, he liked to eat. A lot. When you chase people down and kill them, you burn off lots of calories, so if you didn't see Jeff chasing people or bothering Toby, he was eating. His stomach wasn't all flabby and soft, it could take a punch. He could punch. Jeff and Masky could relate to each other with one thing, stomach. But Masky wasn't as strong as the ex-marine.

Toby, on the other hand, was pretty skinny. He had stamina, but not enough. He could run for two minutes, max. He'd often insult Jeff about his "fatness," but it only ended in a headlock that the twitching man couldn't get out of. A true tragedy. He's looked the same since he was seventeen. It was a little concerning. Even if Toby did make fun of Jeff's fatness, he couldn't help but find the body type nice on the eyes. But he couldn't say that out loud, Jeff wouldn't leave that be.

"I don't think-" Toby speaks, but his brain resets for a moment. "I dont think you need to eat that," he says as Jeff sits beside him on a log that sat by a river. Two river otters floated atop the surface, their little pawns holding onto each other as they floated. The moon bounced off the water, creating a lovely touch to the otters who enjoyed their sleep in peace. Jeff shrugged, opening a bag of Burger King and grabbing two burgers.

"I think you need to eat more," he replies. He tossed a burger to Toby and opened the box to his. Toby looked it over and chose to make a snarky remark.

"You couldn't decide if you wanted to be fit or fat?" He pokes the burned man's arm, firm muscle rested under his pale flesh nicely. Toby had to retrain himself from doing a squeeze to his arm.

"Eat, you anorexic freak," Jeff insults back. Making a jab at Toby's ribs. He hated that he could feel the bones, it was so weird. Jeff came from a chubby family, so it was really weird when he was able to see people's bones through their skin. It actually freaked him out.

Toby swats at Jeff's hand and pulls his muzzle off. "Fine," he opens the little box before really thinking about it. "Where did you get this?" He asks.

Jeff gave a weird look. He was chewing on a big piece of the burger. If you spread open the sliced flesh on his cheeks to the corner of his lips, you be able to see the chewed food. "Burger King, duh."

Toby did a slow blink and made an overdramatic sigh. "If you're seen in public, you get put in prison, so where did you get it?" He asks more specifically. Jeff made an ohhhh sound and swallows.

"Friend got it for me," Jeff answered. A bit of ketchup fell off his lip and onto his already ruined hoodie.

"Since when do you have friends?" Toby asks. He grabs the burger and takes a bite.

"We're friends, aren't we?" Jeff asks, wiping the ketchup off onto his black jeans.

Toby pauses for a moment, as if he was really thinking about it. "I'm not friends with fatties," that was all Toby said. For a moment, "I'm best friends with fatties." He does a stupid grin that makes Jeff fall in love.

That stupid grin that showed Toby's crooked teeth that were a little yellow, that stupid grin that was for dorks. And, sadly, Jeff loved dorks.

"Right, best friends," they both felt that disappointment in Jeff's voice. "Just eat it, I didn't put aphrodisiacs in it."

Toby stops chewing for a bit, "I didn't say anything about you putting something in here," there was a tinge of fear in him. He didn't deny the fact Jeff was crazy, but surely not that crazy.

Jeff smiles "I'm joshing, dude. I kid," Jeff bumps Toby's shoulder and they both smile.

The otters wake up and drift away from each other, they try to swim to each other but end up giving up. Just letting the current pull them away from each other.

Someone draw these freaks as otters please 🙏

Toby: you're insane
Jeff: but?
Toby: that's all
Jeff: ○-○