Murder House

[That Idiot]

Andrew looked at the house being decorated, he didn't care what it looked like anyways. He went to the kitchen and sat down at the island and his mom made him breakfast. He ate, silently and still kind of tiredly.

 

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"I really need your help. I don't want to be like this. I want to be a good person. And I know that you can help me. You're the one, okay? You're the only one that I can trust." Timothy pleads, hopeful.


Dr Howard sighs, "I cannot see you in this house. Look, I have an opening. I'll meet you someplace for coffee, but you have to promise me-"


Timothy nods his head eagerly. "I promise you. Promise. No more weird shit, okay?" Dr Howard nods his head, and Timothy is excused, told to leave. He doesn't, he goes down into the basement, wondering what time Andrew would come down to see him.

 

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Andrew decided to go after breakfast, still half asleep and his hair still dripping. He opened the basement door and the other homo with the black hair stopped him. "Not your house, not your business." Andrew growled tiredly and closed the door behind him and walked downstairs into the basement. "Tim?" he asked as he walked down the stairs quietly.

 

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Timothy hid in the shadows, a smile on his face as he watched Andrew walk down the stairs, he waited until he was further into the basement before grabbing Andrew's shoulders tightly, to scare him. He laughed at the expression on Andrew's face as he pushed him against the wall, grinning slightly.

 

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(Ugh whatever it's suddenly midnight. )


"Tim... you said you wanted to meet at midnight..." He got off the stairs and looked around. "Come out, Come out wherever you are." He took in a deep breath, surprised, fear almost on his face. He rolled his eyes, his back against the wall, "You asshole!" Andrew whisper yelled and pushed Timothy harshly but not enough to hurt him.

 

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(Pfft who cares yay for midnight, also lets leave out the rubber suit bit, seen as we arent going for that storyline :3)


"I scared you," Tim says, grinning slightly and messing with his hair, he had let go of Andrew now, and was looking at him. He was planning on kissing him tonight, and he was a little nervous.

 

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(I'm also leaving out the date part, I'd rather them just get high xD )


Andrew was sort of out of breath and his adrenaline was pumping. "No you didn't!" Andrew protested, completely serious, "I'm not afraid of anything."

 

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(So no Charles Montgomery?? xD or do you mean the date at the beach??)


Tim looked at Andrew for a moment while he spoke, deciding that now was as good a time as any. He leaned his head in closer to Andrew's, having to lean down a little due to being taller than him, and he pressed his lips to his, feeling nervous, but acting confident.

 

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(No date at the beach. )


Andrew didn't almost notice what Timothy was doing until the last moment. He looked up slightly since Tim was taller and kissed back, blushing brightly. Once they pulled away he looked into Timothy's eyes.

 

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(dang it, how are we gonna meet the dead people then, to find out, any ideas?)


Timothy was blushing slightly, and he grinned at Andrew as he pressed his forehead against his, he pulls away and raises his eyebrows. "Really? I didn't scare you?" He asks, then licks his lips.

 

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(Okay, they can go on a date but then how are they going to get high?)


Andrew smiled a little, " I said no." he was completely serious and refused to let him think that he scared him. His brownish hair fell in his face slightly but he didn't bother moving it.

 

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(They can get high at the beach xD )


"I bet I can." Timothy grins slightly, looking at Andrew. A moment or so later, Timothy and Andrew were sat on the floor of the basement, the room lit by red candles that dripped wax onto the floor, an ouija board between them. "You have to put your fingers on the other side." Timothy instructs, his hands already on the moveable piece.

 

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(Okay xD )


Andrew rolled his eyes, "I don't believe in that shit." he said matter of factly but he got up and came around to sit on the other side of the ouija board anyways but he didn't put his fingers on the movable piece yet.

 

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"Charles is gonna answer all your questions." Timothy almost sang it, a grin on his face as he looked up at Andrew, when he sat down he explained. "He used to live here." He knew the story well, and Charles and Nora even better.

 

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(Btw, what kind of drugs r they going to do and which character is bringing it? )


Andrew rolled his eyes once more, "Is Charles going to tell us what happened to those assholes that tried to kill us? " he asked and leaned forward on the board slightly, "What did you do to them?"

 

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(Timothy can't really get anything because he's in the house :/ )


"I told you, I didn't do anything." Timothy says, looking at Andrew with his eyebrows raised. "I had some help." He smiles a little, thinking of Gladys in the tub, slitting that woman's throats. He wondered whether or not they found the body of the girl he had cut in half. He knew that his mother had moved it.

 

[That Idiot]

(Alright well how heavy should she drugs be? and can we time skip through this part, i find it kind of boring. )

 

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(Of course! And as heavy as you want ^.^ I'm watching freak show now, so my replies may be a little slow)

 

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(Sorry, I might not be on for a while, I'm a bit busy )

 

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(That's okay :3)

 

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(Do you want to rp the next session? )

 

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(Which one? The one at the coffee shop?)

 

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(Yeah)

 

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"Wow. There's so many different flavors, it's freaky." Tim says as he sits down, he hadn't been out of the house in a long time. "I don't know half of them." He grins a little but sees that Dr Howard wasn't listening, he was looking at one of the younger boys. Dr Howard looks back at him, "The thing is, I was a I was a troubled kid, too. I was kinda like you, Tim. I didn't hold out too much hope for myself. Not many other people did, either." He sighs, "It was a total shock to everyone, including myself, when I became a doctor. But somehow I was given this amazing gift of family." He had tears in his eyes, and Tim reached over and patted his hand, "Hey, it's gonna be okay, Dr. Howard."

 

[That Idiot]

Andrew was at school, having a normal day with normal people who he hated. He hated school so much, he didn't want to be here. He sighed, at his locker. He put in the combination and hummed a song by Nirvana to himself. Everytime he heard Kurt Cobain at this point it made him think of Timothy. He smiled a little but it quickly faded when the bell rang and he announced to himself he was late.