Chocolate helps me write these obscenities. Send me cookies!!yes, and beside that…I do not own Johnny or Squee or pepito or any persons mentioned. The belong to Mr. Vasquez, and will never be mine.

Flames swirled around Pepitos feet as he ran down the street. How had that man escaped his family's clutches for so long? They had spies placed in every city, every back water town, yet somehow this one measly human had eluded them. Steam spewed from Pepitos nostrils, clouding his reddened sight. This human was going to pay; he was finally going to get the death he had desired for so long.

Meanwhile……

The car shrieked to a halt as Johnny thru it into gear. Squee eyed him cautiously, unsure of where to go. He didn't want to go home; his dad was still there and he had barley healed from last night. Todd squeezed his eyes together in an attempt to block out that memory, but it spilled forward anyway. His breath hitched as he traced over his ribs, the small bruised ribs that tried to protect his broken heart. They failed multiple times. Each time Dads wrath was evoked, with each punch Todd was reminded that his protector was no longer there.

Todd had tried to protect himself, but each effort was destroyed with worse punishment. He shielded Pepito from that aspect. He didn't want things to get worse, if that was even possible.

"Get out," Nny breathed, snapping Todd out of his memories. Todd looked around pleadingly at the man he no longer knew. "Can I just-" Todd started before he was cut off with a piercing glare.

"You will help me. Then you will go home. " Nny stepped out the car and motioned for the frozen boy to do the same. Todd nodded solemnly before stumbling from the car. It would buy him some time and hopefully give him some time to get reacquainted with his former neighbor.

Todd stumbled his way to the door, the earth under his feet still unlevel from the massive amounts of corpses beneath it. Johnny twisted the door open and held it for Squee, his body bouncing anxiously.

Johnny wanted desperately for Squee to go home. Just looking at the boy brought back an abundance of white fuzz, memories he knew he had but could not grasp. He remembered vaguely of what had inhabited the house while he was here, of the Doughboys and Reverend Meat. Of what he had done, the atrocities. But when he had left, it was like a wash swept over his rotted brain, erasing the worry and regret. As he traveled he had acquired a great apathy, the lack of empathy welcomed in his usually anxious being.

When he looked at Todd, the apathy seemed to chip away. It brought back each and every crime to the front of his brain and blinded him with ….with what he wasn't sure. But he felt apalogetic…he had never felt that way before, aside from the disaster that was Edgar.

Nny shivered in the doorway. The animosity leaked off the walls and soaked into his skin. For the life of him he could not understand the draw this place held in him.

Todd slid into the house, Nny following closely behind him. Nny shut the door softly and motioned the boy towards the scrubbies on the floor. Todd knelt down and grabbed one of the lesser grimey ones before setting on the boring task in front of him.

"Johnny….why did you leave?" Squee asked timidly. He didn't want to pry but he wanted to know so badly.

Nny stiffened slightly before scrubbing the floor with more brutality. "I don't know," he mumbled, wearing a pattern in the wood grain below him.

Squee nodded, still confused but unwilling to upset his former friend. When he was a child he had been terrified of this man. But after his life in the hospital he came to appreciate all the violent acts Nny had done for him. Nny was well-meaning, just insane is all. He seemed much healthier now. This made Squee smile a little grin and scrubbed with a happy tune in his heart. He began to hum absent-mindedly, his scrubbie peeling away dirty memories from the floor.

A fist pounded on the front door, the very sound of it radiating anger. Squee scuttled backwards into the wall, knocking over the bleach bucket on his way. Suds crept across the floor and flooded the place with the horrible anesthetic smell. It reminded Squee of the hospital, waves of anguish befalling his childish face. He tucked his head in his hands in an effort to block his emotions from Nny.

Johnny snapped his head up and glared at the door, trying to ignore the frightened Squee. He popped up, his body straight and dangerous as he edged to the sound. His eyes narrowed in frustration, his hand on the door knob.

He was blown backwards as the wooden slab exploded into toothpicks. The unused hinges creaked solemnly as Pepito stepped from the passageway. Squee looked up from his hands in awe of the sight before him.

Pepito was in his true demon form. Fire licked around his ankles, his curled horns still tangled in his long hair. His body reeked of hatred. He was still beautiful, Todd thought, perplexed.

Johnny picked himself off the floor and advance towards the boy. They locked eyes and immediately had an intense hatred for the other. "What the hell are you doing here? Who the hell are you? What happened to my door?!" Nny screamed at the boy.

"You had escaped for too long. You were not supposed to be gone for that long. But somehow, #47, you blipped off our tracking and never came back!" Pepito yelled back, his thick hands clenched into fists at his sides. He trembled, the house answering with a mysterious wind howling thru the eaves.

Clouds rolled outside, darkening the home. The two continued to glare at each other, Todd's squee's and the mysterious wind the only sounds in the house. Pepito turned his chin upwards in arrogance as a dark shadow appeared on the wall behind Johnny. The shadow thickened, forming a more precise shape, until a full outline was recognized. Todd gasped as Senior Diablo emerged from the wall, his robes wrapping around his delicate body as he stepped down from the baseboards.

"Ah, Johnny C. I have missed you greatly." Diablo cooed, dragging a pointed finger down Johnny's sharp cheek.

Yes, I tend to drag things out. ^.^'' Plot shall emerge at some point. Hopefully soon….and thank you for the reviews. They make me happi-tastic and motivate me more.