A/N: I'm sitting in a basement, being a total hermit and thinking too much about Death Note—but not enough to write a chapter for my chapter fics—so I decided to let my creative buzz flow here!
Pairing: BeyondMatt
Warning: Crack, and some curse words.
Matt frowned, looking down at the floor of his and B's apartment. There was, yet again, a bloody, fingernail-less finger on their living room rug. He crouched down to take a closer look, hoping it might just be a prank, but fell backwards with a loud cry as the finger bubbled with more blood. "BEYOND FUCKING BIRTHDAY!"
Beyond looked up from his station at the stove, where he was making breakfast. "Wait a moment, won't you? I'm making sausages!"
Get it?
