Would You Be Mine? [SQUEAL TO I LIKE YOU MORE THAN I LIKE WAFFLES]

Chapter #15

"Toby, please come up to my office," the voice boomed inside his head and Toby quickly slid his journal under his bed before standing up and walking up to his boss's office.
He knocked on the door and only entered after hearing 'Enter' from inside the room.
Pushing the door open, he walked into the office and stood in front of Slendy's desk, his left hand clasped around his right wrist behind his back.
"You called for me, Sir?" he asked and the man nodded his head.
"Yes, and for a reason. There's a boy in town who is becoming aware of our existence and he must be taken care of as soon as possible. Can you do this by yourself? I've already sent Masky and Hoodie on a week long mission a couple towns over," he said and the young man quickly nodded his head in excitement.
"Good, ready your things."
Toby excused himself and exited the office, quickly running back down to his room and running in, tripping over one of his hatches and falling onto his bed with a yelp.
"I get to kill on my own...I GET TO KILL ON MY OWN!" he shouted as he began laughing and rolling around on his bed.
He rolled onto his back and looked up at his ceiling with a grin on his face as he happily sighed.
"Shit, I need to sharpen my hatchets," he hissed as he quickly sat up and grabbed his weapons, running down to the basement wear the sharpening stones were kept.
The Proxy quickly sharpened both of his hatchets before running back upstairs and grabbing his weapon harness that he quickly slipped on around his waist and slipped his hatchets into the two holders.
"It's time," the voice boomed in his head again and being the impatient boy he's always been, he hopped out of his open window and maneuvered his way down the tree outside his window.
"Also, your rent is due next month."
"I know, I know, I'll get it."
Toby scoffed and rolled his eyes. Slendy was always riding his ass about his rent ever since he became a true Proxy and it annoyed the hell out of him.
Toby picked up the pace as he ran through the forest, his breath coming in short gasps of air.
He burst out of the forest, skidding to a halt on the dark sidewalk directly outside of said forest.
Somehow knowing where to go, he ran down the street as fast as he could without stopping to even catch his breath for a few seconds.

"Just a little more to the right and... Ha!" he said as he grinned when he heard the click inside of the door handle.
He pushed the door open as he put his tools away and quietly crept up the stairs, careful not to make a sound.
There were three doors that he saw as he walked down the hallway and as he reached the second one, he pushed it open to reveal what looked to be the room of a typical high school boy.
There were large posters of half naked women up on his walls, their breasts hanging out and causing Toby to scrunch up his face as he stepped into the room, seeing more of the things that were in it.
Of course, there were more naked women, but there were also multiple trophies on wooden shelves. Baseball.
Toby's eyes slowly moved over to the bed where his target was fast asleep and a grin appeared on his face as his eyes became wide and wild.
He had to be quick about this. Quick and clever.
After a bit of stretching, he hopped onto the bed and pinned the other boy to the mattress.
He looked down in shock as he stared down at the now wide awake boy who just happened to be the blonde friend himself: Adam.
"Who the fuck are you?" the young man hissed as he glared up at the boy who had woken him from his peaceful sleep.
When Toby didn't reply right away, Adam shot up and grabbed the brunette's neck, slamming him down onto the ground.
As this happened, Toby's hat flew off and his mouth cover slipped down, revealing most of his face to his old friend.
"Toby? What the hell-"
Adam cut off with a yelp as he was punched in his side and he fell to the side, giving Toby the chance to get off of the floor and take his hatchets out of the harness.
"Adam, you really should learn to be more quiet," he said as he picked his hat up and brushed it off before putting it back on and pulling the mouth cover back up.
"What the fuck are you doing, you psycho?" Adam asked as he crawled away from the younger boy who was slowly making his way towards him.
"Oh, you know, just doing my job," the killer replied, swinging his hatchets back and forth before swing one down on Adam's left leg, nearly severing it.
Blood sprayed out of his leg and dripped onto the not so white carpet as Adam let out a bloodcurdling scream.
Toby clicked his tongue as he walked over to the bedroom door, calmly shutting it and turning the lock.
"Calm down you big sissy, I thought you could handle pain," Toby sighed as he walked back over and yanked his hatchet out of Adam's leg, enjoying his cry of pain.
"W-What the f-fuck a-are you? A-A fucking s-sadist?" Adam stuttered as he tried to push himself up.
"Nope, I don't get any sexual pleasure by doing this, but it is nice to hear you scream like that. Let's see if I can get you to do that, huh?" Toby asked and swung his other hatchet down on Adam's left arm, this time completely severing through the limb.
Blood poured onto the carpet as Adam screamed and cried, begging Toby to stop.
"C'mon, 'Macho Man', a little blood never hurt anybody. Then again, I'm sure this top notch carpet cost quite a bit of money. How do you think your parents are gonna react when they see the blood?" the boy questioned as he stood over the blonde and bent down so that their noses were almost touching and Adam could see the wildness in Toby's eyes as he stared into them.
"Hm, what next? Aha!" Toby snapped his fingers and pulled his hatchet out of the floor before  swinging both of them down into both of Adam's sides.
Blood sprayed onto the wall and the side of the bed while Adam continued to scream in pain.
"Adam? Adam are you okay? What's going on?" There was shouting from the other side of the door and Toby grinned.
"Well, I guess were gonna have to cut this meeting short," he said and looked into Adam's wide, tearful eyes one more time before swinging his hatchets down into his stomach...repeatedly.
Surprisingly, he didn't get a drop of blood on himself or his clothes.
When he decided that enough was enough, he cleaned the blood off of his hatchets with Adam's bed sheets before looking down at his gruesome work.
He then opened the bedroom window and jumped out into the bushes below.
As he ran towards the forest, he could hear Adam's mother screaming from the house behind him.

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Cecil: .....

Toby: ......

Everyone: ......

Cecil: I'm actually kind of proud of myself.