Phoenix High- Slymau

Chapter 1

Aphmau's POV

It was that day, the day I left the few, the day he killed someone. He killed all of them. The one fear I had. Their death. Steven, Katz, Kala, PBat, Alex, Jose, ...

Sly.

The man I loved with all my heart, the man that made me happy. All I think about is how I took Leo and Flippy and ran. Ran far away from that dreaded place, never to return. If I did I knew Leo and Flippy would be next. He spared them as a warning, along with Castor who lives here. He checks on The Hall once a month to see if anything happened. He said it was fine, a few problems in the village that he solved [by blowing up the problems] then told me about. He can be such an idiot sometimes. I don't know how I put up with him sometimes. I look up at the clock, it's 6:30, time to get the boys some dinner.

"Leo! Flippy!" I yelled. They both came barreling out the door of the living room, laughing.

"What did you two do?" At this point, both of them had fallen to the ground, holding their chests in their moment of laughter. I watched as Caster came up behind them, rainbow colors all over his face. I fought a laugh as I walked closer to the three of them.

"Hey, uh, Cas. You don't look so pretty." This had caused the three of them to look up at me. Flippy's eyes widened when he realized he'd been caught. He slowly stood up, moving the black and blue sharpies behind his back. Leo, watching his brother, did the same thing with pinks and purples. Caster just stood there, obviously pissed at the two but not touching them to avoid getting me upset. As I was about to begin speaking, Caster interrupted me.

"These two," he glared at the two boys, "decided it'd be best to draw a rainbow on my face. With sharpies." I began giggling before walking over to them, grabbing Leo and Flippy's hands and leading them to the kitchen table before speaking to Caster.

I pulled out Leo's chair, sitting him down in it, "Maybe you asked for it," I paused to do the same thing for Flippy, "You three are always doing something to the others." I heard Caster huff behind me before he walked to his chair and sat down. He crossed his arms and laid his head on the table mumbling about getting revenge on the two.

I walked over to his chair, grabbing his shirt collar as I did so, and lifted him. "Whatever you do as revenge better not hurt my two boys, Hawkeye." He gulped, eyes wide, before frantically nodding his head.

"Even if I wanted to, I could never hurt those boys."

"Good because if you did, you'd be dead where you stand."