Jokes from a Madman
"So, Mr. Felix Kjelberg, have anything else to say to us?"
"Of course. I have some jokes to tell you."
"Go right ahead. Entertain me."
"Why was Six afraid of Seven?"
The agent interrogating Felix froze nervously, afraid that he was talking about the numbered members of their organization"Because Seven Ate Nine?"
"No."
"Why, Felix. Why was Six afraid of Seven?"
"Because Seven slaughtered and ate Six's children and made Six watch."
Felix began laughing, more of a screaming cackle than a laugh, and threw himself at the glass wall separating him from the agents, though it didn't crack the glass.
An Agent shot out of his seat and activated his bluetooth.
"Oracle, give me the location on Agents Six and Seven." Agent 13 ordered.
"Thirteen, you know I cant do that. Their information is classified."
"Dammit, Oracle! This is a matter of life, death, and could possibly compromise our entire organization! Give me their locations now!" 13 yelled. There was a sound of rapid typing, and a sigh.
"Seven is at Six's house for the football game today." Oracle answered.
"(Crap!) Oracle, get the police over there now! I'll be right there!" 13 called, and ran off, slamming the door behind him after hearing Felix screaming "Tick tock, tick tock!"
13 arrived on the scene as fast as he could, only to be met with ambulances and Six sitting on the steps to his home in a fetal position with cuts and wounds all over him. Six was crying. Six had never cried since he joined the agency 15 years ago.
"Six, I'm so sorry! I should have been here earlier!" 13 called, and raced towards the agent. Six shot up and glared at 13, his misery only to be replaced with fire and hatred with a mix of agony.
"No (crap) Sherlock! You could have been here a lot sooner, and helped me stop him!" Six screamed.
"I-I'm sorry Six!" 13 yelled back.
"He freaking ATE MY KIDS! He shot Jessica and Tom, and made me watch as he tore their hearts out and ate them like it was nothing! I couldn't do anything, Smith! I just...I wish that I could've stopped him. I could've saved my kids." Six cried, and grabbed 13, crying into his shoulder. 13 shrugged off the fact that Six had called him by his real name and set his jaw.
"I'm going to kill the man that did this." 13 said coldly.
Started this story using a joke someone told me on the bus a couple of days ago. It then turned into this. For best results, play with requiem for a dream in the background while reading. Thanks once again, for reading! *backflips away*