The Massacre Ball (Jason Voorhees x Michael Myers)

Chapter 5

Michaels pov

I look at the note that Friday gave me, readying it.
"We need to go back to the fairy circle." In his messy scrawl,
"Hey Michael! Get out of the bathroom will ya? We have things to do places to be, people to meet! So chop chop!" I hear Freddy say, I nod slowly, ducking my head just enough to pass under the doorway with out hitting my forehead. I look down at Freddy, who is in front of me, and I show him the note, quickly writing down under it, 
"Can we?" 
Freddy laughs.
"Not now! That circle opens up on the full moon! It really was a stupid decision on both of your parts" Freddy says, and I hear a low grunt coming from not so far off to my side. I look over, seeing my hockey masked friend, Friday; he must have been the source of the sound. 
He walks over to me, gently tugging the pen and note pad out of my hand which I let him do, and he scribbles down something, showing it to both me and Freddy.
"Is there a faster way to get home, to Camp Crystal Lake?" The note says, and I turn my head to Freddy with the same curiosity as Fridays.
"Well... I suppose, but it might take a little while, hell is a little shaky here recently...." Freddy says, humming as he ponders, scraping his claws together in thought.
"Yes, yes that might just do. Boys, stay on the grounds around the house, I'll be back supposedly by sunset, but don't worry if I'm not, I have some affairs to deal with before you two go home." Freddy said, and just like that, poof, he was gone.
I look over to Friday, he's writing something down and I wait patiently, before the shorter one hands me the note pad.
"I heard Freddy call you Michael, is that your real name? and if so, can I call you by it?" I stare at the paper for a long while, contemplating the thought. He hands me the pen and I quickly scribble down something, handing the pad back to him. He reads it and I can tell he's confused. I nod slowly, and he nods back, looking at the paper.
"If you want to." it read in my quick scribbled hand-writing.

"Where would you like to go?" Jason wrote as we sat on the couch, near each other but not close, I read the message and pointed towards the door.
"Out." I could tell I startled Friday to hear me actually speak,  he nods and gets up, walking to the door and pulling it open, without the though of it might being locked, which it was, and metal screws and bits fell to the ground in front of us. I kick the things aside and walked out with Friday, looking up at the red toned hue of the sky. I'm sure Friday appreciated the color of the sky as much as I did, the blood coloring was so beautiful.

I started staring at Fridays mask, looking at the dirtied and chipped edges of the mask. Suddenly he turns to me, looking at me with his sharp eyes, I stare back into them, they had a bright sheen to them, his eyes were too entrancing, both of us leaning towards each other, and without fail, our masks were pressed up against each others, I looked into his eyes, both of us startled by the contact. Friday pulls away first, and I pull a hand to the face and lips of my mask, was that even considered a kiss? I was going to think about this more but I was side tracked by the two arms wrapping around my waist. I look behind me, seeing Jasons face near mine, and for some reason... his contact didn't upset me, so I lean into him, and shut my eyes, feeling his arms around me, my body going slack slowly but surly, and just before a fall in my unconscious state, I could feel me legs being picked up, and my body being hugged to someones I was sure was Jasons mildly cold chest. I wonder when Freddy will get back, he said he'd be back...