A/N: Yay! Undivided attention time! WHOO! But anyway bloody raptor asked me how old I was when I found the weapon I mentioned in the last chapter, to which I answer; last week…isn't that wonderful? I could have been one of those evil school massacre kids that you would here about on the news for a few years, but I would rather be famous for being an insane cartoonist (I bet you can guess where I got this idea) then a child-murderer that everyone hates. I did swing it at their faces a few times though, but it was only because Gavin (whose last name I shall soon discover, so I can kill him in his sleep) called me a whore. Anyways I'm rambling again so on with the story.

Ch 8: Realization

Devi was seated in front of her TV the next day watching the reports on the early morning news. The reporter on the screen looked like one of those cases where after they got a face lift, and everything in that area fixed, they couldn't afford litho-suction. Oh, and they wore WAY to much make up for their own good.

"…So the officers are releasing the fact that this new mass murderer may be a copy-cat of the original man who has killed thousands of our innocent civilians, and that the killer has been confirmed as being a female." Devi quickly turned off the device.

"I am no copy-cat," she said looking down at her feet which, she had brought onto the couch so she could hug her legs to her chest. In a second of anger she swiftly snatched up Sickness who had been watching the news from behind her. "Make it so they don't think I'm a copy-cat!" she whispered harshly to the doll, whom was having her organs crushed together tighter, with every passing second.

Tenna, who Devi had yet to notice, had seen the whole exchange between them, and as she was backing away bumped into an easel that had a blank canvas perched on top of it.

The clattering of the now broken canvas had brought Devi's attention to where Tenna was standing, with some look of fear showing through, even though Tenna was trying to hide it. Devi frowned, "Tenna, I didn't know you were coming over today. Why didn't you tell me?" she asked now smiling a bit.

"Uh," Tenna had pressed herself against a wall, and was ever so slowly inching her way to the exit. "I wanted to surprise you, but I can see that you're busy, so I'll just be leaving."

Devi now realized that Tenna had seen it all, and that she now knows that Devi was the new murderer. "Tenna, wait! I can explain!" she said getting up from the couch, and just like Tenna was a skittish rabbit she bolted for the exit-which she ripped off the hinges while trying to escape-and back to where she lived. Devi was standing in the doorway looking down the hall at her terrified friend run like her ass was on fire.

Devi picked up the door by both sides and after locking it, turned back to Sickness who was starring at her eating a bagel. Watching contentedly like a child watching some Saturday morning cartoons. Devi glared at her, "What? What did I do?" she asked in a blissful state of unawareness.

"Oh, nothing," she said, teeth clenched, hands balled into fists. "It's just that my only friend is afraid of me! Because of you!" she began yelling; "Now because of this stupid waste-lock thing I don't have anyone I can talk to! Who would understand me?" with her back to the arm of the couch, she sat down, head bowed into her knees. Her body language radiated loneliness, and helplessness. For once she felt so truly alone. No one to keep her sane, or to emotionally attach herself to, she felt small and insignificant in a world of idiots, ass-holes, and bitches that would 'just as soon step on your face then look at you'. (A/N: I pulled that gem from Ghostbusters II, it's my favorite line.)

Sickness crawled over the arm of the couch, and was currently sitting on top of Devi's head, staring out at space. She moved herself into a position that would allow her to see Devi's face, smiling a big stupid smile, which gave an answer to her previous question.

Devi knew immediately why Sickness was smiling like that; she knew who Sickness was smiling about, as if the answer was so obvious it could jump out of no where and kill her at any second. It was that obvious.

She immediately jumped to her feet, jarring the sad excuse for a toy off of her head. "No. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO!NO!" she screamed at the demented doll.

"Oh, but Devi, he's the only person you really can connect with now!" she said placing a chilling smile on her already frightening face.

"But, it can't be-"

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Johnny C. our hero was driving back to the Defective Head Meat Institute in that oh, so familiar little beaten-up gray car. He had a plan, he would get little Squee-gee out of there as fast as he could, and instead of paying like he had originally intended-because the cost of food and new clothes for the little guy would be a lot more then what he, himself needed-he would walk in find out what room Squee was occupying, kill everyone on his way there, hope Squee would be asleep, and take him back here. Later on he would use the accumulated amount of money that he had taken from his victims, been paid for the HNB comics, and the payments as a psychological pincushion for scientists who wished to learn about the unconscious psych of an insane man-even if they didn't know he was insane-and use it to feed and clothe little Todd Casil until he could find a more permanent source of income.

He pulled into the lot, snatched up a few of his favorite weapons, and stowed them away in his coat before walking up to the lumbering building, where inside Squee was dreaming…sort of.

In Todd's dream, he was back at home and everyone was happy, his mom, his dad even! But not he, then out of nowhere Johnny walked onto the scene, sitting at the table slurping one of the Cherry Brain-Freezies that he loves so much. In front of him there was a bowl of skettios, as there was for everyone else, who had started to eat. He picked up the spoon and began to eat the food in his bowl. He heard laughter and looked up at his parents, they were contorted to look like demons, and they were laughing at him.

Johnny was scowling at them; he looked over to Todd who was extremely confused by now. Johnny just gave him a quick gesture to the bowl of skettios sitting before him, made a sick face, and pushed the bowl away. Todd, in curiosity looked down at the food, only to find worms and blood in the bowl. He screamed. Johnny didn't like how his parents were treating little Squee-gee. He jumped over the table, and with one fatal swipe they were bleeding out through a fresh slice in their throat. They screamed. Johnny walked over to where Todd was sitting, watching his parents slowly bleed out and die.

He picked him up and walked him out of the house, bringing him a place that seemed to be safer then other place he's ever been. He woke up to find himself being carried away from his room and in the hallway leading to the exit. Looking more precisely at his surroundings he was able to see that there were dead people lying all around the person carrying him, who, happened to be Johnny C.

"Mr. Scary Neighbor Man? Are you gonna chop me into tiny pieces and feed me to a gopher? Like Shmee said?" Todd said looking up at him with wide eyes.

Johnny stared down at the younger boy, not even faltering in his step. And with a smile he said, "No Squee-gee! I would NEVER! Oh, and I got you new toy, that other one is currently being eaten by flaming rats." He pulled out a white bunny with blue plastic eyes; it was the same size as Shmee, and it still had all of its fur.

"Oh, hi Bunny, my name is Todd Casil, but everyone calls me Squee." (A/N: GODDAMMIT! NNY STOLE MY BUNNY!...now the voices will get to me… T.T)

Johnny put Todd in the backseat and buckled him in; he shut the door and got into the driver's side. Starting up the car was like a miracle in its self, adding Johnny's driving style to the mix was enough to make you wonder if the car was a disguised alien space ship. Even though the DHMI was on the opposite side of the city that he lived in, Johnny was able to get home in three minutes, with a very frightened Squee clinging to his new friend like a life preserver.

Johnny brought Squee into his house, "Squee, you don't mind sleeping on the couch until I get your bed from your house?"

"Why can't I have your bed? You don't even sleep."

"Because, my mattress is filled with the corpses of mattress salesmen, and it's not very comfy. But you can have the blankets." He walked off to his room to retrieve the pillows and blankets he had promised. As soon as Johnny had left the room, there was a knock at the door. Squee not suspecting anything walked up to the door, and opened it.

"Hello, little boy." Said the woman behind the door. "Have you seen Nny?"

"Uh-huh! He went to get me some blankies, cuz I'm sleeping over, cuz my parents don't like me. Lookit the toy he gave me!" he said smiling, holding up the stuffed animal for her to see.

Johnny entered the room and saw Squee by the open door. He turned around and smiled, "Hey! Mr. Scary Neighbor Man, a nice lady is here to see you!" the little boy stepped out of the way as Johnny gave Squee his bedding. Johnny looked up to stare in shock at who it was.

"Devi?" he said in disbelief.

"Hello, Nny" she said.

A/N: GOD! The suspense is unfulfilling! YAY! COW! CLOUDS! MOO! AND DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW!