Jackals in the Night:
Chapter XXIV—Away with Emotions, Away with Fear
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I've been leading you all too long! It's time to end this fic! Really it is! Not in this chapter, maybe in the next or so. Which reminds me, I got this title because it reminded me much of Meat. Yeah…I think Nny said something like he didn't want to feel to Meat and he would ignore it…something like that…yeah…That's all.
Disclaimer: Senor Diablo says it's time. Jhonen says it's time. I suppose it's time?? (Psst…does anyone know what time it is?)
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Pepito laid his head against Squee's forehead. Meat had been gagged and shoved into a corner—if he so moved Pepito shot a warning fireball in his direction. Right now he only wanted to comfort his Special person.
Though all the excitement, Squee had fallen sound asleep somehow, leaving Pepito to guard his dreams.
He stared at his face, completely content in staying like this forever. His messy raven hair fell onto his face, framing it in a halo of black. Squee never was exposed to the sun as much as one would like which gave his skin a very pallid color. His long lashes hid behind them colors of the earth that shimmer when he was happy and rained when he was sad. Feminine yet still holding enough muscular looks to pull off being a boy, Pepito thought he was beautiful while others would have scoffed.
This was love he was sure. It twisted his heart in knots when he saw Squee smile at someone other than him. It covered him with a warm feeling when his affection laid a hand on his shoulder—or even was in the same room.
"Todd." Pepito's throat cracked at the word as his lips touch the one below.
A sigh of happiness escaped from Squee as Pepito pulled away from him.
"Nny…"
Pepito jerked as if being struck with something holy[21]. He was glad to see that Squee was still asleep, but his heart had broken with that one syllable.
Muffled chuckling was heard in the far corner. Pepito turned his gaze towards
Meat who was laughing at the scene.
"What are you laughing at?!" Pepito's eyes flamed with anger.
Merriment just glimmered in the round man's face. Growling, Pepito raised his hand to send him back to the fiery pits below.
"I no longer care what Father told me to do," He glanced toward Squee with a pained expression. "It doesn't matter anymore."
Fear replaced the merriment as he moved towards the door and out of harm's way.
However, he would not get the chance as two familiar shadows filled the room.
"Squeegee!" A cheerful, yet smooth voice called.
Nny ran towards the bed staring at the now awakened Squee. Squee looked at him with great caution, but still allowed the maniac—who was covered with blood—to sit on the bed.
"Pepito…" Senor Diablo's voice cut into any thoughts that the young demon would had as they both watched the happy pair.
"…yes…Father?"
"I have enough information now," He spoke with great sincerity. "You can kill him now."
"Kill?" Squee looked past Nny for a moment towards the Ruler of Hell.
"Meat." He pointed towards the cowering man in the corner.
"B-but why…?"
"Meat? No, no, Meat's a voice in my head." Johnny countered.
"Not really," Senor Diablo spoke again moving towards the shuddering form in the corner. "I would rather explain when he's dead. I wouldn't want to have to track him down again.
"Do you want me to kill him, Pepito…or do you want to?"
"I do."
Pepito took the chubby man's neck into his hand, lifting him off the ground a bit. All but Diablo were looking in either confusion or fear.
"Pepito…" Squee's voice fell on deaf ears as a sickening crack was heard.
A loud thump fell on the floor that soon disappeared into ash.
"Don't die again Nny," Pepito said calmly as Squee cried out softly. "I don't want to deal with him again."
-TBC-
C&C are welcome.
[21] Demons/devils/etc are highly harmed when touched by anything holy. In fact, it can even kill some of them.