El Mosquito - Loco Loco Creepypasta

Part 2: The Massacre

"You're here to kill me, I see." Said Loco Loco. In that high pitched voice of his, the tall Mosquito stuck his hands in between Loco Loco's crack, then started diverging them, pulling them apart. A small thin line appeared on the ass, a hole in the flesh. Loco Loco was immense pain, as the acid poops seeped in the cut. "I'm not going down without a fight!" said Loco Loco. He attempted to slap at the Mosquito, but he flew away at the last second. After about 3 minutes of seemingly endless battle, the tall Mosquito zoomed into Loco Loco's throat. Loco Loco struggled for breath, grabbing at the air like a maniac. The green Mosquito drank his blood from the inside, increasing his mass. Loco Loco was now officially choking. After a couple of seconds, Loco Loco's throat exploded, spraying out blood like a forced shit. Tall Mosquito was messing with his vocal cords that were now exposed. "Look at me, I'm Indian!" Said the Mosquito, using Loco Loco's voice. After a quick laugh, Tall Mosquito started to struggle a tad getting out of his stump of a neck. Finally, the accomplice appeared, a small, buck tooth lookin mosquito emerged. He raced to his friend and pulled him out. After cleaning himself, Tall Mosquito high fived his fellow nigga. Then, they started feasting on Loco Loco's flesh. As they were being rude, the Short Mosquito began doing a choking motion, making fun of Loco Loco's last moments alive. Mother Loco finally busted down the door, then immediately started crying. That one music from Simpsons Playdoh Massacre started playing, as Mother Loco looked at her own son, the one she took care of for nearly 19 years. She couldn't look away, holes in his flesh and decapitated. Mother Loco noticed Tall Mosquito lurking behind her. "Just do it, I can't bare it...". The Mosquitos started tearing her apart. As the bodies lay next to each other, the music turns to silence. 2 people that loved each other very much, can now stop loving.