Masky's P.O.V.
I just made it back to the mansion after a late killing. 'Damn, that girl screams way too loud. I think i'm getting a mingrane.' E.J. was sitting at the kitchen table, doing some late paperwork, CW was sitting on the couch with Toby, watching some movie. Slendy came out of his office and saw Masky starring at Toby.
"Ah, Masky, when did you get back?" Slendy asked. Toby looked around to stare at me. I felt his heart pound and so I looked away.
"I...just got back now, sir." I explained. Slendy nodded and told me to get some rest. As I was about to leave, before Toby would bug me, Sally came running down the stairs and wrapped her arms around my waist in a hug.
"Masky! Come play with me!" Sally said happily. I glanced at Toby, and noticed that he was staring at me! CW was looking from Toby to me and back again. I looked down at Sally, the inside of my mask getting hot.
"Okay, Sally. Just let me go take shower first and get wasked up."
Sally smiled at me. "Okay!"
I quickly, not glancing at Toby, ran up the stairs and into my room.
I let the hot water wash the blood and nerves away. Damn. Shit! Why did this happen? I wondered when did my chest hurt whenever I saw Toby. I lifted my head so water could wash my face. 'There was no way that Toby would like me.'
Toby's P.O.V.
I was sitting with CW, watching 'The Ref' when I heard Slendy say Masky's name. I instently turned around. Masky was covered in blood and looked tired. Then he turned to me. My stoumach suddenly began to churn. When did this happen? Masky looked away.
"I just got back." Masky exlained. Toby closed his eyes and listen to Masky talk. It was a wonderful sound.
' *sigh* I wish I could listen to his voice forever.' My eyes instently snapped open. Why was I thinking that? I wasn't gay! Sally came running down the stairs and talked to Masky a bit, then he went upstairs to his room. I just sat next to CW and continued the movie.
Several hours later:
CW went up to bed, while I stayed at watch tv. I would make ocasional glances to Masky and Sally. He was now drawing picturs with her. Well, he wold draw them and Sally would color them. I must admit, he was really good at drawing. Whenever Masky turned to me, I would feel my face wrm up. I was extreamly thankful for my mouth cover, otherwise, he would see me blush and smile.
Finally, tired out of her mind, Sally feel asleep on the floor. Masky laughed softly. I blushed, that laugh was a bueatiful sound. "Hey, Timathy, why don't I help with getting her to bed." I offered. Masky looked over at me.
"Thanks." I smiled and carefully lifted Sally and walked with Masky to her room. As I settled her down and was about to leave with Masky, Sally looked up to us.
"Masky, sing to me?" she asked. I rolled my eyes. There was no way that Masky would sing. To my surprise, Masky nodded and laid next to Sally. Then he began to sing.
Come now, Gather around
Behold such a sweet tale
Come now, Leave not behind your roses,
It may keep you well
One time, Long long ago
There lived a young killer in the land
Ah yes, he came to love a young Prince
So the story goes
'There's no need to kill this man'
'Nothing could compare to how I feel'
Love bounding through every kill
Joy lights a new day
Tie me tight to a post, I look longingly at the sky
'Pinatence for your crime'
'Pinatence and your Life'
If I pray, Who would Hear?
I am drowning in their cheersCome now, gather around
Behold such a saddening taleOne time, Long long ago
There lived a young killer in the land
Ah yes, he came to trick a young Prince
So the story goes
'He kept the killings out of sight'
'How else to achive what you feel'
Love burning through every killing
He'll light a new day
Tie me tight to a post, I look longingly at the sky
'Pinitance for your crimes'
'Pinitance and your life'
Do not forget that those flames are the final judge
Please take these tears and tell their story
And please don't forget to cry
Masky finally finished his song, and jumped when he saw that I was still there. I smiled. Together, we silently left the room to go to bed. As I laid in bed, all I could think about was Masky. His voice, mummmmm! It was something that I loved about him. and yes, he hated me, but...he always looked after me. As I fell asleep, I imaganed what Masky looked like without his mask.