It was morning, Dan was sitting at a table eating cereal and Phil was just being a creep and staring at him. "What are you staring at," Dan asked playfully.
"Well I was just thinking that I wanna try something," Phil said. "What is it that you wanna try?" Dan was actually curious, Phil had a lot of crazy ideas that he hated, he never wanted to try anything. But this time, for some odd reason, he wanted to try it.
"Are you saying you wanna try it," Phil asked. "Yeah, I do." "ok hold on, let me get something." After that was said, Phil rushed into his room. Oh god, had he been waiting for this moment.
He grabbed a black blindfold out of his drawer and a tiny bottle of poison. He dripped poison all over one side and reached in the drawer again only to pull out a knife and another bottle of poison. He would need more for what he was about to do to Dan.
He walked back out to where Dan was still eating his cereal. "Are you ready," Phil asked him. "Of course I am," Dan said excitedly.
"Alright then." Phil walked closer to him and tied the blindfold around his head. "I'm gonna take you to my room now, ok?" "Phil, why are my eyes burning?" Phil didn't bother to answer, he just harshly grabbed the other boy's wrist and led him to the bed in his room.
"Keep that blindfold on for a while longer." "But Phil, my eyes burn really bad." "Too bad, pussy." Phil grabbed his knife and started cutting deep in Dan's arms. Tears were streaming down Dan's face. "Phil, what are you doing!?" Dan started squirming, but Phil kept pinning his arms so he couldn't escape. "I guess I should take that blindfold off now." Dan couldn't say anything, he was in too much pain. Phil untied the blindfold and looked at Dan's beautiful now red eyes.
"P-Phil, I can't see anything," Dan whispered. "Aww, that's too bad, you can't look at the beautiful marks I left on your arms." Dan gasped in terror, why was his best friend doing this to him? Things got worse as Phil started dripping poison into his wounds. Dan started to scream at the top of his lungs. The pain was unbearable. "PHIL! STOP! PLEASE!" "Oh, fine, I guess I'll just do more to your eyes then."
Phil took his knife and stuck it in Dan's left eye. Dan couldn't stop screaming and crying. Phil quickly took his knife out and stabbed his heart. "I don't want to hear you scream anymore," he whispered. He then took the knife out of his heart and went back to his eye and started cutting it out. He then moved on to the next one and cut until Dan's eyes were two empty, lifeless, sockets.
"I'm ready to taste your blood now," he said to himself as he put his tongue in one of the sockets and started licking inside of it.
All of a sudden, he heard someone open the front door. Phil quickly stopped what he was doing, grabbed the extra bottle of poison, and drank it as he died.
The next day, they were both announced dead to the public.
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A/N: im so sorry if this really did fuck you up for life. Just be glad its not the milk fic, mk, I regret ever touching that story. But if you enjoyed, at least you enjoyed. That's all I have to say. Bye pplz!!!!
