(Y/N)'s POV
I had just woken up and as I was leaving the room I went to open the door handle and my hand was stuck.
I tried to pull my hand away.
"SPENCER MAXWELL CHARNAS GET YOUR A*S IN HERE!" I yelled.
I heard him laughing outside the door.
"I'm going to kill you. I know exactly how I'm going to do it too." I said
"And what is that exactly?" He questioned.
"I'm going to slit your throat, drain your blood and mail it to your mother." I said, trying to sound threatening.
"I see what you did there but I'm not scared because I'm out here and you're glued to a door handle! It's the greatest story ever told!" He laughed.
"You have the maturity of a 5 year old. And that joke sucked." I said, rolling my eyes.
"You got that right and I'm perfectly fine with it. Also you should remember I'm the one who can get you unstuck so I'd be careful with that attitude, Missy."
"I know you can't see it, but I'm flipping you off right now." I said.
"I'd expect nothing less." I heard him chuckle.
He tried to mimic the Jigsaw voice. "(Y/N), you have 15 minutes to get your hand off of the door, or you're doomed. Live or die, make your choice." He did a maniacal laugh.
"You're a f*cking dork." I laughed. "Now let me out."
"Nah, I don't think I will." I heard his footsteps walking away.
"I'm going to kill you!" I yelled
"Blah, blah, blah, I already know you're gonna slit my throat, drain my blood and mail it to my mother, I already heard this!" He said laughing.
I groaned. "Spence, you suck."
A few minutes later I heard his footsteps coming back and I felt the door open and I got pushed back slightly. He walked into the room holding a pillow over his face to protect him from me hitting him.
"I come in peace!" He yelled.
"I also come with coffee." He handed a cup of coffee to me.
"Well I guess if you have coffee, you don't suck too bad." I chuckled.
He threw the pillow on the bed and went into the bathroom and wet a towel with warm water and came back and started scrubbing the door handle so I could get my hand off.
After a few minutes of him scrubbing the handle I pulled my hand away and went to the bathroom to get the rest of the glue off. I came out of the bathroom and walked up behind him, wrapping my arms around him.
"I'm scared, you're being sweet after I did that. You're really gonna kill me aren't you?" He asked.
"Yep." I said as I punched him in the back, knocking the breath out of him.
"Ow!" What was that for?" He asked, out of breath.
"Hmm, I don't know, maybe it's for gluing my hand to the door after I just woke up!"
He bent over, trying to catch his breath. He looked up at me and grinned.
"Oh and by the way, April fools."
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Ice Nine Kills Oneshots
FanfictionSeeing as I get a bunch of fanfiction ideas but never end up continuing them I decided I'd make them into a book of oneshots instead and I may take some of them and turn them into full fanfictions at some point when I get the motivation. Most of the...