Sweet-Tooth and Mocho slowly backed up as they saw the figure form from the liquid. Wings seemingly spread from the liquefied creature and a psychotic grin spread on its face. And that was it for Sweet-Tooth and Mocho as both boys ran for the greenhouse room and shut and locked the door. Mocho quickly placed his father to the side and with the help of Sweet-Tooth they used Kit's work desk to barricade the door. The male hybrid, while holding Kit, huddled up to Sweet-Tooth who whispered-sang the semblance of a lullaby to keep Mocho from screaming.
After a few moments of waiting in silence Sweet-Tooth and Mocho both flinched when they we're momentarily blinded by a dim purple light.
"Huh?" Mocho and Sweet-Tooth said as they looked to see what was creating the light, the male hybrid gently put Kit down to see he was making the light or at least his hands we're. His hands and the veins in his arms we're glowing a dim purple seemingly reacting to the fear and adrenaline in Mocho's body.
"Well….at least we can see." Sweet-Tooth whispered, Mocho nodded numbly as he looked at his hands they had never done that before sure he had once made a force filed, created balls of light, (rarely) shoot beams of energy, and made fingertips spark little specs of energy. Mocho made a mental note that he had discovered a new power he'd need to practice when this was all over. He knew Cinnamon would love it, Sweet-Tooth then sat down and brought his lover into his lap hugging him Mocho having Kit lie down in front of them. Normally Mocho would reject the affection in fear that, in this case, his father or that monster would catch them but he was so scared he didn't care. The two boys sat in tense silence, they we're both wondering why the monster wasn't trying to break the door down.
"Do you think we should see what it's doing?" Sweet-Tooth asked, Mocho shook his head no he knew it would be a bad idea to open that door. And as silence rained in the household Sweet-Tooth couldn't help but wonder how and why Mocho was being so quiet. Sweet-Tooth knew his lover and when Mocho was scared he'd normally be crying his eyes out, quietly sobbing, or at least be making some sort of sound! But there was nothing, and the silence was killing Sweet-Tooth. The cotton-candy-haired boy was about to try to start a conversation (even if he knew it wasn't the best time), but suddenly Mocho jumped out of his arms and walked towards the door.
Sweet-Tooth gasped grabbed Mocho by his cottontail, the male hybrid gasped and tensed in response by the pressure.
"Le-Le-Let go, ple-please." Mocho stammered, Sweet-Tooth pulled his hand back feeling guilty.
"I'm sorry Mocho, but, what are you doing!?" Sweet-Tooth said,
"Yo-Your guitar, but most importantly, your shotgun is upstairs. If I can get to it then I can turn that….creature into swiss cheese." Mocho clarified.
"Wait…..'I'? Are you planning to do this alone!?" Sweet-Tooth demanded his heart skipping a beat, Mocho flinched his arms and hands going dimmer.
"Yes." The male hybrid replied, Sweet-Tooth's jaw dropped in shock.
"I'm going with you." Sweet-Tooth declared, it was Mocho's turn for his jaw to drop. The hybrid then gained a determined yet stubborn look.
"No your not, my sis and mother are who-knows where, my dad is sick or was possessed, Airhead is ten to fifteen minutes away from our location, and you are still recovering from all those wedgies you've gotten. I don't want anymore of my family to get hurt, I'm scared of doing this alone, but I'm willing to do it to keep you safe." Mocho said, and Sweet-Tooth sighed running his fingers though his hair.
"Mocho, I appreciate what your doing, really I do. But, I'd rather die with the one I love then for you to die without me. Please, let me go with you." Sweet-Tooth said, and Mocho sighed before nodding.
"Alright, but, if we don't make it out of this then….maybe we should….that is if you don't….and if you do we can just—Mmm!" The male hybrid said that is until Sweet-Tooth cut him off with a kiss, Mocho's eyes flung open. Blush spreading on his face, his hands and arms glowed a bright pink, as sparks danced on his fingertips. Finally Sweet-Tooth pulled back, leaving Mocho in a catatonic state of pure bliss. The male hybrid felt weak in the knees as he nearly fell over, Sweet-Tooth yelped quickly catching Mocho.
"Ohh….my~. That was…." Mocho said,
"Sweet?" Sweet-Tooth finished for his boyfriend. The male hybrid giggled as he nodded, "Daww, well enough sappy stuff, we need to get that firearm." Sweet-Tooth said. Mocho snapped to his senses his cheeks burning even more,
"Oh….uhh….right! I'm so sorry." The hybrid apologized. Sweet-Tooth gave a warm smile,
"Hey, it's okay, maybe I'll kiss you again if your really brave." The cotton-candy-haired boy said. Mocho squeaked in happiness and hurriedly picked up his father, Sweet-Tooth chuckled he loved teasing his love on occasion. Once the two boys were ready they carefully moved the desk from the door and opened the door as quietly as possible. And as the two cautiously looked around they saw that the creature was no where in sight, even if Mocho and Sweet-Tooth we're relived it was also a bit unsettling. Where was that thing?
And in response Mocho's arms and hands dimmed and turned back to it's previous purple color. Mocho and Sweet-Tooth gulped and stepped out of the room, the two looked around making sure not to make a sound. The two boys looked over to the kitchen and saw the puddle was gone with only a few red drops of liquid on the ground. Mocho and Sweet-Tooth tiptoed up the stairs and carefully maneuvered into Mocho's room. Sweet-Tooth quickly took his shotgun from Mocho's bed and slung his guitar on his back, securing the strap.
"Well that was easy." Sweet-Tooth whispered,
"Too easy, something isn't right." Mocho said as he clung onto his father tightly.
"Shh! Don't look a gift horse in the mouth, let's just see if we can open the window and get out of here." Sweet-Tooth said and the male hybrid nodded, more then happy to get out of there. Sweet-Tooth smiled opening Mocho's room window but much to the boys shock black vines came flowing into the room. And before Mocho or Sweet-Tooth could the vines wrapped around their bodies. The vines took Kit from the boys and wrapped the rabbit up making it so his eyes, nose, and ears were the only things visible. Mocho tried to scream up but the vines seemed to see this coming as a few vines wrapped around his mouth, arms, and wrists.
The vines around Mocho's wrists being so tight that the dim light went out as tears of pain flowed in the hybrids eyes. Sweet-Tooth on the other hand was trying to break out of the vines as they had wrapped around his legs and stomach. Luckily though it was then Sweet-Tooth got an idea, the boy looked around for anything and his eyes soon landed on a pair of scissors that was just out of reach. Sweet-Tooth strained as the vines became tighter and Mocho's muffled screams of protest we're heard. The boy fumbled a bit trying to grab the scissors but he ended up succeeding, and wasting no time Sweet-Tooth cut the vines that held him and Mocho the vines screamed and retreated back through the window.
And with that Sweet-Tooth closed the window and locked it.
"Mocho, are you okay? Light your hands up or something." Sweet-Tooth said as he knew it would take his eyes awhile to adjust to the darkness, after a few minutes a flickering purple light came on and after a few seconds the light stabled itself. Sweet-Tooth sighed in relief and hugged his lover tight,
"Yeah, I'm okay." Mocho weakly replied. Sweet-Tooth chuckled and kissed Mocho on the cheek, the male hybrid chuckled. Sweet-Tooth then got up and picked up his shotgun.
"Come on, Mocho, pick up your dad and lets try to dig a hole out of here of something. Now that we have a weapon if we run into that monster then he's as good as dead. Hopefully, my mom will be outside when we get out of here." Sweet-Tooth said, but as Mocho got up to pick up Kit he saw he wasn't around. The hybrid began to whimper looking around frantically. At first Sweet-Tooth was scared and confused but as he looked towards the window the realization clicked and horror and guilt clutched his heart.
"Oh no…." Sweet-Tooth muttered as tears appeared in the corner of his eyes,
"Sweet-Tooth…." Mocho said swallowing down his urge to cry as he came to the same realization.
"Mocho…..I-I'm….I'm so sorry, I….I—" Sweet-Tooth said as he began to cry, but he was cut off when Mocho brought him into a hug. And for a moment everything was silent, but after a few seconds Mocho's ears twitched.
"Do you…..Do you hear that?" Mocho whispered, and Sweet-Tooth wiped the tears from his eyes and held his breathe. It was then they heard it, they heard the sound of claws on wood. The two boys looked at one another and nothing else had to be said as the two quickly hid under the bed and Mocho's light went out. Mocho and Sweet-Tooth had reacted just in time as the door flung open and the sounds of clicking could be heard. The creature outside laid on Mocho's bed allowing it's long arms to dangle and showing off it's long, glimmering claws.
It was then Mocho and Sweet-Tooth realized their error. It knew they were under the bed. And it would and was gonna wait until they came out. But as if that wasn't enough for the monster outside, it began to talk.
"You know, that gun won't have any effect on me right? I took the bullets out." The monster said, and Sweet-Tooth's eyes widened as he went to check the animation only to find his gun was empty. Mocho on the other hand paled as he heard the monsters voice, he knew that voice.
"Yes it's me, Deviled Dish, did you really think I'd go down do easily? Toxic, Sweet Loccino, Crunch, and I have been planning this with one another for months. We know what move your gonna make and we can theorize what's gonna happen. Like, right now Sweet-Tooth is thinking on making a run for it and your gonna agree cause you both realize how hopeless this is…..an I right?" Deviled Dish said with a smile, Sweet-Tooth blushed furiously he was thinking that. Mocho gulped he wished he could shoot out beams of energy as easily as he had mastered his glowing hands and his glowing balls of light.
"Sho-Should we?" Mocho whispered,
"Well….he's right….and I can't think of anything else. But, even if we get captured…." Sweet-Tooth said before planting a kiss on Mocho's lips. "…..I will always stay by your side." Sweet-Tooth finished, Mocho was left speechless and after a moment he'd nodded. Sweet-Tooth then held out three fingers on his hand and counted down on them. And unknown to both boys Deviled Dish was doing the same thing as he smiled wickedly. Once both individuals got down to one Deviled Dish flew up. And Sweet-Tooth and Mocho both ran out from under the bed holding hands.
Once the boys were out from under their sanctuary Deviled Dish used his newly acquired wings to fly after the boys. And not a second later, if you listened closely you'd be able to hear Mocho and Sweet-Tooth scream.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!"
