1. Paradise Lost by Hollywood Undead (3:10)

Ah, man. I love this song. :D

Shmee loved fire.

Even as a little boy, Todd had known so, but had not achnowledged the spooky fact until his thirteenth birthday. On that day, the tattered old bear had convinced him to burn down the place he had never before been able to truly call home.

Pepito, the Antichrist and Todd's best friend, was just as elated and proud as the sadistic little Shmee. Hell, even Johnny had been proud. But, guilt was not something that understood that it was not wanted. It stayed beside him, whispering sweetly how he should give up and die alongside the parents he'd so loved, but refused to love him back. It told him he'd never been so lost in life before, never felt so unneeded. But, if he had dealed with the guilt for almost a week now, then he could deal with the guilt for as long as he had ... For now.

He smiled delicately as Pepito's warm lips ghosted across his cheek after the end of his parents' funeral. The shorter of the two entangled his claws (if you could really call them that) in Todd's warm hand as they began to walk anywhere else but the cemetary.

Yes. For now.

Do they usually do funerals in pairs? I 'unno. I'm afraid of weddings, so I try not to look into any kind of ceremony, as those usually remind me on weddings, and I have to go curl up in the emo corner and shiver in horror while crying. Lovely, isn't it? Oh, and in my mind, Pepito would be shorter than Todd, so... Yeah.

Ah, well. ENJOY, EL BUDDIMIGOS. Yeah, I don't speak Spanish, okay? XD Just...bye, I guess. XD Yeah.

Also, my new "burn": GO SCREW YOUR FACE DOWN A WELL.

It'll catch on. Just wait.