The New Leaf || Slendytubbies || Infected! Finn x Richard

No Clue...

Finn got attacked by a bunch of newborns and some of the newborns hit him in the fatal wounds. His partner, Richard, saw this and tried to get his attention to get away but he didn't. The lieutenant had his eyes shot up as he steps back once, but due to the loss of blood, his vision and hearing is getting fuzzy and blurry.

He wasn't getting up at all. His body went limp as Richard kills the other newborns  and running up to him, worried. The captain has a shocked look on his face as he puts his hand on the other's shoulder to feel cold. So cold that tears were about to come out of his eyes, shaking his corpse. 

But, Finn isn't going to wake up. He's just.....lifeless. 

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After that.

Warning?

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Richard didn't leave his room and wasn't doing his job. He was on his bed, weeping while gripping the blanket of his own. He didn't care if he was a mess. He didn't care if the others were worried about them. He was crying his ass off all day.

What a shame.

Tears are rolling down from his eyes to his cheeks. It just hurts that Finn wasn't here...anymore. How come he be this stupid? Maybe it's all his fault. 

A few hours of crying and mourning, Richard finally got up, still distraught by Finn's death. But he will never be the same. Ever.

He sniffed a bit and lazily cleans his wet face with his hands before reaching for the knob and twisted it, opening it. He didn't even change out of his pajamas. Oh well. 

He can hear some chatters across the hallway, which it just reminds him of how his conversations with Finn are. He walked to his own office, slamming the door behind him. When he was in, Richard got on his knees and cried, hitting on the floor. He sobbed and sobbed. His voice started to crack a lot. This is agony bringing its enemies to him.

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Night

Finn was on the ground, limp. His eyes turned into red with no shine. It shrinks and there's black liquid pouring down from his black eye sockets. His mouth grew into a wide smile with sharp teeth. Strangely, his limbs started to regain strength, instantly making him get up. He had a few cracks on his face and his skin and fur color turns pale. Never seen that before.

"Ah, what a great nap!" Finn said in a happy tone, smiling wickedly.

He turns around to the dead newborns laying on the ground and he had an annoyed look. He spits on the bodies, kicking them in the head viciously with a sick look on his face. 

He laughed as if it was a joke while continuing to disrespect the dead bodies. God, this is not him...

After he got done, he has a smirk on his face. "Hahaha, damn this is nice!" He sighed happily and he then starts to head to the base. When he's at the base, he saw no one there but some crying. He rolled his eyes and goes to take a stroll through the hallways, with his hands tucked into his jacket pockets. 

"Jesus fucking Christ," he mumbled and he has a slight smirk on his face.

He then spoke louder, "Hello?! Hey, bitches, look who's fucking back!" 

Cackle. 

Cackle.

Cackle.

Like a little bitch he was. 

Everyone was probably asleep at that time and the lieutenant rolls his eyes and goes back to his room, not giving a fuck that anyone could kill him just because he's infected. 

When he's back at his room, Finn sees his own pet mouse, Micey, in the small cage. Of course, he loves her as a friend. Micey looks up to her owner and squeaks happily.

"Aww, ya miss me, Micey?" He cooed as he walks over to his end table where the cage is at. His mouse nods her head, wanting to be out. 

He smiles and opens the cage, having his hands out for Micey to get on. The mouse then quickly comes to him, squeaking. Finn sighed happily, "I know you do."

He gently pets her, telling how he admired her. Micey does not mind however but this is the last time he will be nice to her.

The navy black tubby narrowed his eyes, giving her a wicked smile. Micey shakes a bit at this. 

"Damn, you're so fucking awful." He said when he used both of his hands to squeeze the mouse's head, receiving a little squeak from her. 

He grinned more, squeezing her neck tightly. What?! He loves his mouse! 

Micey's squeaks are getting lower as Finn suffocated her. She slowly began to succumb to her death. However, Finn doesn't care and throws her body to the floor. He lands his foot down to the mouse, stomping on its dead body.