Friends or Enemies?

Disclaimer: Johnen Vasquez and SLG have the rights to JTHM and all other related works not me.

Afterward: I decided to write this because everyone writes about how Squee and Pepito are friends but one must ask himself or herself how did they become friends? One shot though I assure you I will make stories about their future in one story with multiple chapters.

Squee was so happy to be out of that insane place. But he wasn't happy that his dad was making him go to Pepito's house to play. But at least he had Shmee to keep him safe.

"Get out now person who only brings misery, said Squee's father.

Squee jumped out of the car holding Shmee tightly. Squee slowly and reluctantly walked up to the house and touched the doorbell and a nerve-racking sound filled the area. Pepito opened the door and gave a smile that would make a weak soul drop dead.

"Hello Squee I've been waiting for you. I have so much planned for us to do."

Pepito motioned Squee to enter and he did. The house looked like an exact replica of a 1950s stereotyped house. But Squee new this place was full of evils he had yet to find out about.

"The first game were going to play," Pepito began." is soul switcher. It's really fun I use my demon half to switch our souls in each other's bodies. Neat hug?"

"I don't want my soul switched! Squee screamed.

Squee started running having no idea where he was going. He ran up some steps and saw four rooms. Shmee told Squee told him to go into the one closest to him. Squee turned and ran in the room, shut the door, and saw things that made him want to wet his pants. The bed was covered by a fiery blanket, the room was filled with postures of satanic bands, and a family portrait of a 1950s stereotypical mom, a figure that looked like your makers worst enemy and, a little kid with thorns coming out of his head.

"Do you like it?" asked Pepito as he entered his room.

"No it's scary," Squee replied.

"Ya it is but some scary things are cool to you know?" asked Pepito.

"Scary things can be cool?" questioned Squee.

"Oh sure lots of stuff are scary and cool except cheerleaders there just scary. You know what I mean Squee?"

"I think so and Pepito why do you insist on hanging out with me?"

"Well I think you can guess what I am Squee and I'm sure you could imagine how hard it could be for me to make friends and I've synced you've only have three friends. One was eaten by a dog because he had an unhealthy obsession with peanut butter, the other is that stuffed animal, and the third is your neighbor-man and you haven't even entirely accepted he's your friend."

"Oh well that is a good reason so as long as you don't do anything evil to me we can be friends." Stated Squee "Great, that's just great!" said Pepito

The two played games for the rest of the day until Squee's father came to pick him up and a friendship was born. The End!