TFIL: One Shots of Joy

#Brolby : Exploration Vlog One

"Dude, fuck that."

"Did the chair just topple the fuck over?"

Colby glanced at Brennen and yelped as the chair hit him in the leg.

"FUCK! Holy fuck! Fuck! fuck! fuck!"

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The brunette crouched low beneath the ten foot fence. "H-hold the camera."

"I've got a nice view of your ass right here."

"Shut up, Brennen." Colby giggled from under the fence, inching his way to the other side.

Brennen grinned and nodded, grabbing the camera from Colby's hand, "How the fuck am I supposed to get under there?"

"I'm unlocking the fence."

"Oh!"

Colby disappeared, shuffling on the other side was heard before the fence's lock clicked. "Shit, dude. This is some seriously illegal shit."

"We'll be fine." Colby insisted, taking his camera back and sneaking to the edge of the dirt road.

Brennen shrugged and headed across the road. Colby sighed and followed along, but internally he was practically smiling.

He got to hang out with Brennen and do an exploration vlog with him again.

"Careful, bro, there's broken glass."

The brunette simply shuffled up to the window and placed a leg over the ledge, "We'll be fine. Come on."

"So hey guys, not sure why, but Colby decided to invite me to his grandma's house!"

Colby snickered out of view, "Yeah, yeah, this is not my grandma's house. It's just an abandoned shack, dude."

Brennen smirked, "Yeah, me and Colby wanted some time to fuck outside of the road trip to Bonehill Farms."

Colby giggled, "We still have to explore Bonehill Farms, dude."

Brennen walked up to the window and handed Colby the camera, taking more time to pass over the ledge.

Colby sighed and pointed the camera at himself, "It took Brennen a whole hour to do his hair, guys. Just for these two vlogs, we're doing."

"Hey! I gotta look my best."

Colby shuffled further inside, glancing to the right hallway. Brennen shuffled near the silent, shocked boy and glanced in the direction he stared at.

"Okay, well, we found the kitchen. We might not want to see what grandma's cooking."

Blood trailed to the oven, which wasn't operating. The two crept from that area and pointed the camera to the left hallway.

"I don't think we've ever seen that much blood in any of my other exploration videos," Colby whispered with fear etched on his expression.

"This is fucking crazy."

Brennen headed into the living space where a rotting wooden wheelchair from the early 1800's silently sat.

There was another chair sitting and facing it. It was a dark oak wooden chair with ants crawling up the leg and all over it.

Colby made a disgusted noise as they passed to the room next to it, leaving back into the hallway, "This place is full of rotting wood."

"And bugs. Don't touch the walls, bro."

The two continued in silence until they both heard a whisper from behind, 'Don't move..'

They immediately stopped, both voices caught in their throats. Colby moved the camera around and glanced at the preview screen.

A dark figure stood with blood dripping from her wrists and neck. "Brennen, we need to go."

Brennen shuddered, "Don't fucking move."

The figure stepped closer and disappeared. Brennen felt the cold air dissipate from around them and took a deep breath.

"We need to get the fuck out of here!"

Colby nodded furiously, turning the camera to Brennen, "Dude, fuck! Go!"

They passed through the hallway and glanced in each passing room. The chair was now in the doorway and the wheelchair behind it.

Brennen sprinted away and to the exit. Colby followed close behind and gasped when the chair stopped him, suddenly appearing in front of him. "BRENNEN!"

Brennen came back as it fell over in front of Colby. Colby was frozen with fear as his eyes squeezed shut.

"Dude, fuck that.."

"Did the chair just topple the fuck over?"

Colby glanced at Brennen and yelped as the chair hit him in the leg. Brennen gasped and ran forward as it moved once more at Colby.

"FUCK! Holy fuck! Fuck! fuck! fuck!" Colby screeched, stepped back from the chair as it started violently shaking.

Brennen grabbed Colby's hand and dragged him to the shattered window. "Fucking go! GO! GO! GO!"

The two scampered from the haunted house, gasping for breath and intaking as much air as possible. Brennen's hand protectively held onto Colby's.

Colby glanced at their intertwined hands to Brennen's face as they stopped near their car.

"That was... fucking... scary."

Brennen held concern and fear in his eyes, glanced up and starting inspecting Colby's injuries; the scratches from the glass on his arms, the scrapes on his shin and knee, and the bruises forming on the male's abdomen.

"I'm fine... I'm okay.. It's alright." Colby wheezed, trying to get his breathing calmed.

Brennen sighed softly, reaching back up and taking Colby's face in his hands shakily, "Holy shit, dude.."

Colby breathed through parted lips, panic erasing from his mind as he stared in those brown orbs. They were calm, he felt more at ease, safer.

Brennen gulped nervously and carefully massaged Colby's right cheek with his thumb, "You okay?"

The camera was long forgotten on the hood of his car as he leaned forward, their breath mixing in the almost-freezing cold air of Fall.

He pressed his lips to Colby's lips, the other reciprocated instantly. They lost themselves in each other's passion for minutes, briefly forgetting what had just happened.

When they pulled away, Brennen gently placed his forehead against Colby's, panting.

"I was so scared of losing you, man.."