"I'm hungry." Freddy huffs, sitting on the sofa. Jason pauses the tape in the surprisngly working VCR. "Your what?" he looks to the bronze head next to him. "Hungry. Ya know, I want food?" Jason continues to blink. "Neither of us have been hungry, ever."
"Yeah well, human body. Human's run on food." Jason grazes his eyes over Freddy. 'Jeezus H. Jones...'

"Y-Yeah, well, what am I suppose to do about that?" Jason turns back to the TV, unpausing the tape. "You got a knife, go...hunt something." Though he really didnt want to, Jason pauses the tape again and looks at Freddy...well the wall behind Freddy. He couldnt take in anymore of the man or he might snap. "What do you want?"

"Get a deer...oh! No, get fish! Any fish!" for a mintue, it was Freddy the Dream Killer, the child murder, it was Freddy, teen Freddy, his eyes turned into archs, his smile was big and his hair almost even turned brown. Mossy eyes go wide with shock and glaze over with lust.

"Jason?" Freddy waves his hand in front of Jason's face. Jason slowly moves over, pinning Freddy to the end to the sofa. "J-Jason?" Freddy's voice is small and it only pushes Jason further. He towers over the smaller and smashes his lips-

"Jason!" the dirt blond snaps out of his thoughts to see narrowing navey eyes in front of his face. He looks at himself. 'I havent moved...damn!' Jason grinds his teeth.

"I'm going." Jason grabs his knife, his mask and slams the door on the way out. Freddy blinks. "What crawled up his ass and died?" Freddy blinks again before turning his attention from the almost broken cabin door to the paused tape of 'Who framed Roger Rabbit?'

"Whaat the hell am I supposed to do...Maybe my buddy in Silent Hill could help...PH always has good advice..." Jason shakes his head as he reachs the lake. "Fred's voice is even starting to change! It's starting to become...soft."

'Unlike everything else...' Jason sighs again. Why couldnt the rest of him be dead? His heart doesnt beat, his stomach doesnt work nor does his liver, kidneys...the only thing that should work is his taste buds and his bladder! Drinking is still good.

Yet everytime he looks at Freddy... 'something' stirs. He quickly shakes his head. 'It's just his body!...Thats it! Humans age! Once that body gets wrinkled and old, I'll be fine. I'm shallow, best thing right now.' Jason smiles to himself and he stabs four fish on his knife and heads back to the cabin. "Whats that?" Freddy points to the, still twitching, fish on Jason's knife. "Fish." Jason answers simply, standing in the doorway. Freddy rolls his eyes. "So let me ask you something." Jason throws his fish filled knife on the cabin kitchen table. "You age right? In that body?" Jason throws himself back next to Freddy, closing his eyes and waiting for the answer that'll let him sleep softly at night. "Nope." Jason's eyes snap open. "W-What?"

"Yeah, I dont age in human bodies. But somethings not right..." Freddy's forehead creases as Jason smiles at how cute he looks. "What? Your not gunna die are you?" Jason's voice was teasing but the silence that followed made his smile fade. "Freddy?"

"I'm not gunna die you moron!" Freddy quickly smacks Jason and continues thinking. "Nonono...I was looking at myself in the bathroom and realized my hair is slightly changing. Changing to my normal brown hair. My eyes are turning to my deep blue, my skin is becoming carmel...I think my body is responding to this body, creating how I looked when I was this age..." Jason listened at the smart Freddy and slowly starts to notice the changes too. "How old was he?" Jason asks, half afraid, half excited if his answer. "26, 28." Jason stares jaw slacked at the other. "Y...your kidding? You said you found a group of kids! This is not kid!" Jason heart pounds in his ears, making him unsure of wheather he was screaming or whispering. "I was only a head! I found a young boy and-"

"And how'd you even-"

"Let me finish!" he hisses. "I still have enough powers to morph. So I morphed and became a fly, and made him swallow me." Jason gulps. 'Phrasing, please oh please watch your phrasing.'

"C-Couldnt you have made th-them scared to...c...come back?"

"No. Being banished means only kid in this area are going to bring me back." Jason licks his suddenly dry lips. "Your kidding..." he reaptes.

"Afraid not. My english accent is even thickening as it was around that time." and there it was! Jason looks over Freddy. His face seemed longer, his nose sharper, his lips pouter. 'Oh god oh god...'

"But it seems there's nothing we can do. But if you'd mind, I'm getting a bit hungry." Jason nods as navy eyes turn to him and jumps up to the kitchen. 'Oh fuck! What am I suppose to do now?!'