Ice Nine Kills Oneshots

Mistletoe Tags

I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist before I got yanked backwads.

"What the f*ck?!"

Spencer started laughing.

"(Y/N), chill out it's just me!"

"Spence don't scare me like that!" I yelled, out of breath.

"I was just trying to get a kiss under the mistletoe!" He frowned.

"I'm sorry Spence, I feel bad now." I whined.

He kissed my forehead. "It's okay babe, you know I'm just messing around."

I smiled at him. "I know."

He pulled away and jumped up and down.

"I wanna open presents, can we do it early, pleaseee?" He dragged it out like a little kid. Sometimes I feel like I live with a two year old. A horror obsessed two year old.

"Do you ever run out of energy? Is there an off button?"

He grinned and shook his head. "Nope."

I rolled my eyes. "We gotta wait till in the morning Spence. It's just a few hours now since we're already up late."

"C'mon please? Just one?" He did puppy dog eyes.

I sighed. "Dang it, okay just one."

"Yay!" He squealed and ran over to the tree like a little kid and sat down cross-legged on the floor.

I walked over and sat down beside him and he grabbed one of the presents and started to tear the wrapping paper off. He pulled out a box and started to shake it, trying to figure out what was inside it.

"I wouldn't suggest shaking it." I said.

"Well it's too heavy to be delicate so what is it?" He asked.

"Open it and you'll find out."

I smiled as I watched him open the box. He pulled out a large axe.

"This is why I love you." He said, smiling.

"That's the only reason?" I gave him a questioning look.

"Of course not, it's just a big one though." He laughed.

I punched him in the arm playfully and he dramatically fell backwards.

"Abuse!"

"You're such a drama queen, I didn't even hit you that hard." I laughed.

"I have an axe in my hands and I'm not afraid to use it." He held up the axe trying to act threatening.

"Yeah right loser." I rolled my eyes.

"Am I not scary enough for you?" 

"You are seriously the least threatening person ever." I replied.

"Hey I can be threatening if I wanted to!"

"You're tiny and cute, you're about as threatening as a bunny. You're definitely no Michael Myers." I said with a laugh.

"I'm not short! I'm just vertically challenged." He retorted.

"Keep telling yourself that if it makes you feel better."

He stuck his tongue out at me.

"Wanna go to the neighbors house and do a test run on your new gift?" I smirked.

"Duh of course I do! Wait can I do a "Here's Johnny!" I really want to do that." He said excitedly.

"Of course you can. You're so cute when you're being crazy." I smiled at him.

"Don't call me cute." He groaned.

"But you are." I grinned.

He rolled his eyes jokingly and stood up. "Let's go!"

We walked over to a house down the street from us where there were no cameras.

I picked the lock on the door and we snuck in. I followed closely as he stalked towards the bedroom.

"Good thing the phone lines are out because of the snow." I whispered.

He nodded in agreement. He walked up to the door and swung the axe into it multiple times. His soon to be victims woke up and tried to call 911 with no success. He put his face up to the hole he made in the door.

"HERE'S JOHNNY!" He yelled.

I burst into laughter. "You are so  f*cking cute!" I yelled and he turned around and rolled his eyes and smiled before going back to the brutal task at hand. He kicked what was left of the door in. He walked into the room.

"MERRY AXE-MAS B*TCHES!" He yelled before plunging the axe into the head of the man in the room. The man's wife screamed and ran at Spencer and jumped on his back trying to choke him while repeatedly hitting him in the head.

"Ow!" He yelled every time she hit him.

"You're a wimp." I said before walking up and pulling her off of his back and tossing her onto the ground.

"Merry Christmas, ya filthy animal." I said as I put my foot on her chest to keep her still as Spencer plunged the axe into her head.

"Did you seriously just make a home alone quote the last words she ever heard?" He laughed.

"I saw the opportunity and I took it." I grinned at him.

"Am I still cute after all that?" He asked while pointing to the bloodbath around us. I kissed him.

"No, that was hot." I said, trying to start something up of a dirty nature.

Instead he jumped up and down. "YES FINALLY YOU CALLED ME SOMETHING BESIDES CUTE!"

I rolled my eyes.

"You're a dorky psychopath but you're my dorky psychopath." I smiled.

(A/N: But like how is that tiny adorable man so cute but so threatening at the same time? He's all precious one second and then the next he's running around dressed as Freddy Krueger.)