Murder House

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"No, no they're every Tuesday," he says, slowly, "why?" He asks slowly, stepping closer to Andrew so that they were face to face. Timothy was taller than Andrew, not by too much, but he was still taller. Even if he was a lanky idiot, he knew how to be intimidating, but now wasn't that time, he had a sort of comforting smile on his face as he reached for Andrew's arm, he lifts it up, rolling down his sleeve and examining the cuts on his arm, running his finger over them gently.

 

[That Idiot]

"I was just wondering if you had another session before my dad left. Today's Tuesday and he's supposed to be leaving Tuesday night so.. ya you'll have another session. I was just wondering." He didn't know what Timothy was doing as he got closer to him but as soon as he realized what he was doing it was too late. He felt a sort of shock go straight from his arm to his chest when Timothy touched him .He immediately pulled his arm away and walked away from him. "Um..." he started, not really knowing what to say. "It's um... getting late, I should be getting to bed soon.. school tomorrow..." he nodded slightly, as if he were tying to convince himself.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

Timothy puts his hands in his pockets, smiling a little bit at Andrew. He felt slightly awkward that he had pulled away, but he wouldn't say anything or do anything else. When Andrew walked away from him, he turned and watched him, then walked towards his door, smiling a little. "Goodnight, Andrew." He says, opening the door and walking out of it, shutting it behind him. He walks upstairs into the attic, instead of downstairs and out of the front door. He sits in the attic, sighing. He hated being dead.

 

[That Idiot]

Andrew didn't understand Timothy at all, he was strange and different, something he liked. He sighed and stripped form his clothes, keeping on his boxers on. He threw his shirt and pants in his dirty laundry bin and climbed under his covers after turning off his light. He sighed and started to doze off.


Time skip





Andrew paced back in front of Timothy, "I hate him." he said with anger slithering through his voice as if could actually be an object. "I just want to kill him." he kept pacing angrily.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"Then do it! One less high school bitch making the lives of the less fortunate more tolerable is, in my opinion, a public service." Timothy says. He was sat in an armchair, his arms draped over the sides of it, and he looked up at Andrew. "Look, you want him to leave you alone? Stop making your life a living hell? Short of killing him, there's only one solution. Scare him." He grins slightly, "Make him afraid of you. It's the only thing bullies react to."

 

[That Idiot]

(My apologizes for this being short)


Ashton stopped pacing at turned to face Timothy, "How?" he asked eagerly and a bit bitterly as well.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

Timothy grins a little, "It's simple. You simply walk up to him and say. 'Here's the deal, I need you to stop harassing me,' then say something about drugs, and make him come to your house. Tomorrow. Really sell it." He prompts, offering him advice. A small and creepy grin was on his face as he watched Andrew pace.

 

[That Idiot]

Andrew began pacing once again. "Let's say he's a coke head... I don't have coke." He panicked slightly, having no idea where Timothy was going with this. He ran a hand through his soft blondish brown hair.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"You won't need any!" He grins and watches him pace, "It's just an excuse to get him here! After that, he'll leave empty handed and terrified, and I promise you, you'll never be bothered by him again." He licks his lips.

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[That Idiot]

He stopped pacing again and turned to face Timothy again, his arms crossed over his chest and his head tilted slightly as he asked him, "How am I going to terrify him?" He looked almost suspicious of the other boy though he really wasn't.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"That's where I come in." Timothy grins, his eyes crinkling at the corners slightly as he thinks about exactly what he was going to do. He knew exactly how to terrify someone.


(Time skip, or make stuff up?)

 

[That Idiot]

Time skip


That day Andrew did everything he was supposed to, and his parents weren't home and he didn't know where Moira was. The two boys walked down the stars and around the corner, "To the right." "This place is a dump." The rude boy commented. "Oh, shut up." Andrew snapped at the boy named Peter. "I want my god damned drugs." he announced as if Andrew cared. "Then keep going." He said in the dark but from the sound of his voice it was obvious he had a bit of a smirk on his face. As they walked into the room Andrew turned on the lights.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

The second the lights turned on, Timothy spoke up. "So this is the cokewhore." He was wearing light blue jeans with a rip in one knee, they hugged his calves tightly, his shirt was black, with four words written in white writing. 'Normal people scare me'. The boy was confused for a second, "Yeah who they hell are you?" He asked, and Timothy grinned creepily. "Get the lights."

 

[That Idiot]

A small smirk appeared on his face as his finger slid down on the switch causing the switch to flip down and the lights to fade out. He bit his lip in the darkness wondering what was going to happen and how Timothy was planning to scare Peter.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

The lights went out, and darkness filled the room, an eerie silence setting in for the moment, until Timothy began with his plan. Lights began to flicker on and off, bright one moment and pitch black the next. Timothy began to rock back and forth on the chair, the only sound being the lights flickering, their buzz electric. He began to laugh, a manic laugh that echoed throughout the basement, while he rocked back and forth. "What is going on? What is going on?" Peter yells, clearly not liking this sudden change in plan. Timothy begins to move about on the chair, and he knew how this appeared to Peter, and to Andrew. In each flash of the light, the person changed. One moment, Timothy, the next, a small boy, a monster, that Timothy knew to be Thadius. "Cokewhore!" Timothy repeats, over and over again, before jumping up from the chair and jumping on Peter, sending him onto his stomach on the floor, Timothy had his hands round his neck. He turned him over, while Peter screamed for him to get off. It appeared again, Timothy, then the creature, each one struggling to keep the boy down, with manic grins plastered on their faces.

 

[That Idiot]

Andrew felt his heart stop and goosebumps form on his arms as he saw a random creature there along with Timothy. He began to scream for Timothy to stop, scared out of his own wits. When it was obvious that he wasn't stopping he lunged forward but it felt as if someone pushed him from stopping what was happening. He felt blinded from the lights flicking to rapidly. He pushed himself into the wall, his back pushed against it as he screamed, almost as terrified as the one who was being targeted. His heart stopped once more as he saw this creature's hand, reaching out in front of his face, he shook with fear as he screamed but suddenly things got quiet.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

Timothy stood behind the creature that was holding Peter down, a satisfied smirk on his face as he heard the boy whisper, "Mommy." He could have wet himself with laughter then and there, stupid kid, but he had a job to finish. The creatures claws tore into the flesh of Peter's cheek, and Peter lay there screaming and crying, flailing about. It was done.

 

[That Idiot]

(Do we have to do this next part exactly how the scene in the show was? )


Andrew scrambled up, shaking with fear as he managed to turn the light on, a look of pure horror on both boy's faces. Peter scrambled up and ran out screaming bloody murder. Andrew watched the boy race past him. "Peter, wait!" Andrew yelled shakily at the bottom of the stairs.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

(No we don't :3)


Timothy got up from the rocking chair, a smile on his face as he walked over to the archway in the basement and leaned against it, watching Andrew, "I don't think he'll be bothering you anymore." He says, a grin on his face.

 

[That Idiot]

"Who was that!?" Andrew yelled, scared out of his mind. He took a step back, still shaking.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"What're you talking about?" Timothy says, a little surprised that Andrew was yelling at him, he takes a step forward towards him, "He kneed me in the balls and got away! He must've run into a wall or something."

 

[That Idiot]

"No, I saw something." Andrew yelled back, looking at Timothy one moment then the room behind him the next. He stepped back once more, still shaking.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"What are you- Andrew! You're talking crazy!" He yells back, "This is cool! We showed that bastard!" He yells, pointing in the direction that Peter had gone. He walks towards Andrew, hoping that he'd see the truth.

 

[That Idiot]

Andrew was still terrified but now seemed mad. He clenched his jaw slightly, "Get out." he took a breath between words. "You're lying to me." he sounded hurt as he shoved Timothy away from him and stumbled back himself. He looked a little surprised at first but that didn't stop him from flying up the stairs.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

Timothy watched as Andrew flew up the stairs, anger clear on his face. "I thought you weren't afraid of anything!" He screams, before standing there for a moment, unsure of what to do. How dare Andrew tell him to get out? How dare he? Timothy had been in this house for longer than Andrew had been alive, he knew everything about the place. He calmed down a moment after that, his head in his hands as he sat on the floor of the basement.