Twitched Love

Annoyance and Arguments

    Toby groaned as the door to his room was thrown open and slammed into the wall.

"Toby! Get up already! Slender wants everyone down for breakfast!" Masky yelled. He walked over to the curtains, pulling them open with one swift movement.

Toby rolled around in his bed, his back stiff from a long night and outstretched his hands.

"Pull me up Masky." He spoke, his voice scratched at his dry throat.

"Do it yourself lazy ass." Masky grumbled. He stood there but Toby didn't move a muscle and he gave in.

"Fine.." He growled under his breath as he walked over to the boy. He grabbed Toby's cold hands into his own and yanked him harshly out of the bed and onto the ground.

"What the hell?" Toby grabbed his shoulders and massaged them. "You ccould have dislocated my shoulders."

"Not like you could have felt it anyways." Masky sneered. "Just hurry... and do something with your hair." He walked out of the room irritated as always and left the door open behind him.

"You could have at least closed the damn door!" Toby yelled.

~time skip: idk brought to you by who? By me? I guess, cause I wrote this.. :/~

Toby arrived at the table and took a seat next to Masky.

"That's Hoodie's seat." He said, not sparing a glance as the boy as he took another bite of his oatmeal.

"And?" Toby rolled his eyes as he plopped himself down onto the chair anyways.

"Why you lit-" He was cut short by a hand on his forearm.

"It's fine Tim. I'll just sit across from you okay?" Hoodie spoke.

Masky looked at Hoodie and then back at Toby, his fists clenched until they turned white. He nodded reluctantly before contining his meal.

Meanwhile Toby looked around at the table and spotted a plate full of waffles. Hr grabbed the entire thing as his stomach growled.

"Toby!"

"What do you want Masky?"

"You can't just take the whole goddamn plate!" 

"Why not?"

The younger boy was really testing his patient this time and in front of the entire house too. "Because you need to leave some fucking waffles for everyone else!"

"I'll make more." Toby argued back with a childish manner.

"And then you'll just eat them all again!"

"Whatever. I'm hungry." Toby huffed as he sunk his teeth into a waffle. He had to suppress a moan as his tongue was overwhelmed with the taste and his tongue was coated in thick syrup. After a few more bites, he looked over at Masky who was still pissed off at him.

"Fine I'll share." Toby groaned and handed the one he had already took a bite on his fork. "Here you go."

Masky scoffed in digust and pushed his hand away from his face.

" That's fucking disgusting. You bit that already."

"This is what I get for being nice?!"

"Nice? You might as well be trying to poison me!"

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Shut up!"

"No!"

The two of them bickered on and on like children until most of the house at the table were either sighing in annoyance or covering their ears. But just then, a pair of hands slammed onto the table loudly. It was Slender.

"Must we listen to you guys argue every morning?" His voice boomed as everyone at the table became quiet. They looked down at their laps, too afraid to do anything else.

Masky sighed, "No.." he said as he focused his attention and back onto his oatmeal. As for Toby, he stood up angrily and walked outside into the backyard to cool off.

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