Flippy And Fliqpy Roleplay!

SECTION 6: REUNION Part 8

"Nothing, just had a nightmare so I'm a bit tired."

He said and gave them a small smirk, hoping they wouldn't be too suspicious. Then he remembered splendid left the cake here. Speaking of which, he hoped Splendid didn't get suspicious or worse yet, offended by his earlier behaviour.

"It's a bit of a mess but how about you come in for a minute? You haven't seen the apartment properly yet have you?"

He chirped as he motioned for the two to enter as well. He hid his knife, that he didn't have the time to wash yet, in his wardrobe between his clothes, just to be sure no one finds it. Flaky saw Flippy's breakdown now more than once, but she didn't know about him yet. She could've picked up an odd vibe on their first meeting but that was about it.

"I've got some cake so dig in! I feel sick from how much I've eaten."

He said and smiled awkwardly. Flaky fell for it. It sounded normal, if you eat too much sweet things, it means they taste good but you don't want anymore. To normal people at least. But his brother probably picked up on it. For him, eating too much, of anything and not just sweets, was a couple of bites. He knew he probably stank of vomit, sweat and blood and God knew what else. Or maybe it was his apartment. He opened a window a bit and walked into the next room over.

"I'll get changed into some fresh clothes, I've just been jogging so I'm a bit sweaty. I'll be right back, help yourself to the cake."

He said before leaving the two, seeing as flaky was already looking at one of the tiramisu pieces. She was cute, he had to grant Flippy that much, he had a good taste for girls. Not like he could really judge much....
He quickly darted into the other room and put on a fresh shirt and his black hoodie of course.

.......................

Flippy was not stupid. He knew that his brother was still not eating enough, and still having that terrible reaction to maybe as little as a single piece of cake. And he didn't even vaguely believe that his brother had been jogging. It just didn't fit.
Flippy took a slice of lemon drizzle cake and smiled.

"You can take the tiramisu. I doubt my brother would want it."

Flaky grinned and took the cake gently, taking a small bite out of it. For a moment, it hit Flippy just how cute she was, and how nice she was being about this. She deserved so much better than him.

And then his brother walked back out, wearing a different hoodie. He was still holding his left arm oddly, Flippy noticed. Maybe that was because he'd hit it on furniture or something.

"This cake is good.."

Said Flaky, smiling.

"I can't believe you're even sharing it with us. If it were me, I'd eat it all myself. "

"I don't really like sweet things."

Said Fliqpy quickly. Flaky nodded slowly, and took another bite. At that point, Flippy, much as he loved his girlfriend, felt somewhat awkward.

"Uhh... Flaky... could you leave for a minute? We need to talk about... brother stuff."

"I'll wait outside," she said, "I understand,"

As soon as she'd walked off, Flippy looked at his brother. He was starting to feel the trembling sickness return, even though it was his brother, but he just had to ask. Otherwise, he would assume the worst.
"Tell me the truth," he said "I don't believe you went jogging. What really happened?"

.......................

Fliqpy didn't even bother anymore.
"Flippy I'm fine. Just some thoughts of the past and all. But you know how it feels. Besides you're the one I'm more worried about right now."