AN: Got a review wanting a drabble on the twins from Murder House. So I did my best to incorporate both of them in the drabble, without identifying who was telling the story.

Troy And Brian

Bang. Smash. Crack. Our bats shoved the dead trees limbs out of our way as we headed toward the abandoned mansion. This would make a hell of a place to play, or scare our friends with.

We laughed, scoffed at the filth.

"You're gonna die in there!" said the freak with the long dark hair.

"Shut up!" I shouted. "We have bats! Freak."

A twisted smile crossed the little freak's face. Her smile almost as dark as her hair.

"You're gonna regret it..." Her voice echoed all through the house when we finally made it in.

I looked at my twin nervously. He shrugged and started beating the shit out old furniture and the window. I joined in, but still her voice...

"You're gonna regret it!"

We traveled down the basement, looking for something interesting. My twin shouted something and dropped his flashlight.

Mine was still on, so I went to see what had scared him so much. I screamed. Monsters. In jars. A ragged snarl ripped the air.

The most monstrous thing we've ever seen lunged for us, and the next thing we saw, we were standing above our own bodies, terrified.

"You're gonna regret it!"