Author note: Yay! Here it comes chapter II! Thank you so much for the followers! You really make me happy!

Chapter II: The party breaker

Flippy looked right in her eyes. They showed innocence and fear.

"Flaky... when did that happened?"

She widened her eyes even more "Wha-what do you mean?"

He took a deep breath and released her shoulders.

"This... 'couple' thing..."

They weren't a couple?! Now Flaky's mind was really screwed up. She has done a really stupid thing. There was nothing going between them! But what about the carry-thing? Why was she such a big-mouthed? She should have shut up and let him answer Lammy's question. She grabbed her head. The whole place was spinning.

"I... I..." she tried to formulate the sentences that would never come out. Her vision became white and her knees started to melt.

"I was flipped out when that happened?" Flippy tried embarrassed. "That's why I can't remember?"

Flaky composed herself. Fliqpy would never confess her or accept her as his girlfriend. He would have killed her at the first given chance. She wanted to say that what she has said was a joke, but... she looked at Flippy. He seemed so full of hope. Maybe he really liked her, or even loved her... but there was also Fliqpy which could hurt and kill her anytime. Well, truth to be told, he was... good-looking and... a really nice person when not flipped. Yes, she liked him, just a bit. He was more terrifying than anything else, but Flaky didn't want to hurt his feelings so...

"Yeah, you were kind of another person than yourself..."

"You mean we're... together?"

She gulped. If he got mad he'll flip out. She had to continue acting like she loved him, or else Flippy will never forgive her and kill her for sure.

"Y-yes..."

She smiled nervously, shyly opened her arms and hugged Flippy tightly. He returned the hug, resting his chin on her head.

"I just... can't believe it..." the soldier breathed.

She couldn't believe it ether. Flaky didn't know if this should be a nightmare or a dream. However, she could get used to these warm and lovely hugs. She felt... safe in his arms, even if it was quite the opposite.

"How did I convince you?" Flippy asked confused.

"Uh... what is your point?"

"Well, you seemed to be freaked out pretty bad by me lately... even if I gave my best our conversations didn't seem too normal..."

"Oww... you mean how... how I... err... I mean you confessed me? "

"Kind of... I... how did we became a couple, Flaky?"

That was unexpected. She had no idea how would a relationship start. Sure, she listened to Petunia and Giggles speaking about their amorous lives and so on. Unfortunately, their stories seemed so fade and banal. Maybe she should describe her fantasies. Yep, she dreamed so many times knights in shiny armor, winning her heart and living happily ever after. But those were dreams... or could she mix them up with reality? There was only one way to find out...

"Well... you met me in the park..." she started, feeling her heart beating faster. She wasn't used to lie. "And... I had been gone shopping with Gig... Lammy and I was loaded with bags..."

"When did this happen?" Flippy interrupted.

"Well... two days ago...? Yeah, t-two days ago. So, I was going home through the park when a... dog... bit one of the bags..." she stopped to observe his reaction. He was petrified. He barely breathed. Was he trying to remember those things? She loosened her hug on him, but he tightened his. "And you were passing by when you heard my hysterically screams and... came to... help me." she stopped again. She was running out of ideas. She started shaking slightly.

He seemed to notice this and lowered his view so she could see his emerald eyes. "Are you cold, Flaky?" He asked cautiously.

She shook her head in agreement. Flippy broke the hug and unzipped his jacket, taking it off and helped Flaky dressed it. It was autumn, the warm wind cooling as the night came.

"Better?"

"B-better..."

Flaky wasn't able to finish her sentence as an euphoric Toothy came outside slamming the door shouting "Food fight!" Not long after that he received a pie in his head, making him loose his balance and fall on the pavement. An over the moon Sniffles appeared and ran over Toothy, followed by Cuddles which was covered in food.
Flippy's brow rose in confusion while Flaky tried to calm herself down before having a heart attack. Sniffles ran in the middle of the street, without paying attention to anything besides his game. Cuddles stopped abruptly and screamed after Sniffles to 'Look out! '. Flaky covered her eyes and turned her back to the street as she knew what was going to happen next.

A car ran over Sniffles, crushing his head under a wheel. Because of his glasses, a tire exploded of too much pressure, making the characteristic sound.

That made Flaky's heart to stop. Flippy was about to flip out. She turned around to see him kneeling, breathing fast, trying to gain control over himself.

"Please! Don't do it!" she screamed, wrapping her arms around his chest. "I don't want to die today! "

The vehicle stopped. Lumpy came out to see what happened to his car. He seemed disgusted to see Sniffles bloody remains all over the street. The most disturbing thing was that the boy's intestines were rolled around his flat tire.

"I can't help it…" Flippy groaned, his fingers digging in the ground "Flaky… I really don't want to hurt you…"

She got back to her feet, her eyes watering. He was going to flip out.

"Please… run away from me…" he whispered on a desperate tone "Please, Flaky…"

Flaky looked at his hopeless attempts to remain sane. She took a step back, then another one, and then she turned around and darted off. Everyone was outside the house, looking at what was once Sniffles. They didn't notice Flippy's change of character. It was pretty late anyways. Flaky ran past them, but where she could run further? The heel was far enough and she wasn't a good runner. She had to think of something quick, she had to find a place to hide. So she went inside the house. With the corner of her eye she could see Fliqpy pointing his knife at his first victim. Poor Nutty…

Flaky went into the living room. There were plenty of spaces to assure a good cover. Her legs were trembling. The house was empty. There was no one she could count on. She decided on hiding under the punch table. It was pretty obvious but at least it was far away from the door. Flaky brought her knees to her chest and hugged them slightly. Now she had to wait until everything was over. But how long would that take? Her friends' horror screams could be very well heard, even if she was inside. She knew that once they'll be louder it meant they got into the building. Flaky couldn't even breathe. She prayed that the entire massacre would take place outside, so she wouldn't be part of it. What selfish thoughts she had. Let them die and she survive? They were anyways reviving later but… she couldn't honestly stand the death pain. The pain depends on how you get killed. It could hurt less if you die suddenly, on the other hand, if you had a severe wound…

"PLEASE DON'T!"

Flaky shivered. He got in. She could hear their steps. She could hear their blood flowing on the floor. She could hear their desperate shouts and cries. She could hear his knife cutting their throats. She could hear everything, but see nothing. Flaky covered her ears, trying to resist the urge of running away. Upon seeing that wasn't working she pulled the jacket on her head, covering her face. Wait, she still had… his jacket?

"How about refilling the punch bowl, Cuddles?"

He didn't even have time to respond as Fliqpy cut his neck and poured the blood like from a wine bottle. Flaky took the jacket off from her head only to bite it so she wouldn't scream after observing her friend's blood seeping on the white tablecloth. She then brought the piece of clothing to her chest, digging her nails into it. That was the last thing he did before flipping out… he gave her his favorite jacket. He could like her… after all, but not in this state, not Fliqpy. She buried her face in it. She could feel his scent. Again, it made her feel safe… and calm…

"NO! NO! DON'T KILL ME PLEASE!" Giggles screamed deep from her lungs. She was truly terrified as Fliqpy dragged her to the punch bowl.

He just laughed maniacally as he forced her head into the bowl. She continued screaming even if the blood entered her mouth and nose. She struggled with all her force, but Fliqpy was stronger. She finally quitted as the blood got into her lungs and she died. He stepped back and let her fell on the ground, dragging along the bowl and the tablecloth. After the bowl broke into pieces he could hear a small cry of pain from under the table.

"Well, well, well… if it isn't the little paranoid Flaky. Did you cut yourself and now you cry like a baby?"

She couldn't say anything. She just backed away abruptly, but soon she realized she was cornered.

"This should be interesting…" he said with a wild smirk.

Her eyes were watering, falling on her knees while holding his jacket. She pressed her back against the corner as her breath fastened. She wanted to become so small now, to just disappear. He was coming closer, his knife bathed in blood, his eyes piercing her soul. He was the one who had said earlier he doesn't want to hurt her… or wasn't he…? Flaky looked in his eyes: they weren't the same. They didn't show compassion and love anymore… they were full of hate and hunger… for killing… they were blind to understanding and caring. She closed her eyes as he kneeled in front of her, the same cruel smirk on his face. He lifted the knife to her cheek, touching it slightly.

"Are you scared?"

Flaky gulped. He was surely going to kill her. She was frozen, as any move could cost her cheek. She felt his knife moving along her skin. It stung. She could sense her tears mixing with the blood. It was horrible. Fliqpy lifted the knife. He cupped her face with his free hand and stared at her.

"Listen to me, dolly!" he ordered, making her eyes open, tears still flowing down her face. "I have no idea what's in your little mind, trying to befriend the other me." He continued whispering "But if it's just a little game you have to know that you won't hurt me at all."

"Th-that's not my intention..." she responded clumsily "I have n-no intention at… at all!"

"All I have to say it's that you should be careful when you choose someone." His smirk widened. "Let's make a deal, pitiful girl: I will let you live."

Her muscles tensed. He was going to ask her the impossible. Flaky was so sure about it.

"If..."

She listened carefully. Anything that could save her life was welcomed.

"… you will leave us alone!"

"Wait… what?" she gasped.

"He will become stronger for you, and I don't want this to happen, got it?"

"I…I got it. I will… leave you alone…" Flaky breathed. Flippy will be ruined, but what could she do?

Fliqpy snickered and patted her on the head. "Good girl!"

She turned to face the wall. She was going to betray her friend. What kind of selfish coward was she? She could not do it. That was not her. She turned again only to find that Fliqpy wasn't there anymore. No one was left alive, just her and their lifeless bodies. Flaky got up and walked outside. Silence, so much silence. There was blood everywhere. It was almost 4 in the morning. Her friends were starting to fade. Until sunrise they'd disappear and woke up in new, perfect bodies. Only she was going to be the same, tired and marked by his knife. Flaky headed towards her home, worried about what she was going to do.

This cursed town! It forgave nothing and no one.