Jeff the Killer x Laughing Jack - A Stranger Part1

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It was a late night at the Manson's Street. The cold breeze flew around in the air making leaves fall from the trees. The leaves swirled among the breeze and as the wind got slower, the leaves swang down on the ground. A man with a long black hair, wearing black pants and a white hoodie was walking at the Manson's Street at that night with a grin, literally graven on his face. His name is Jeffrey, but people calls him Jeff. Jeff The Killer. And as this story has been talking about the place called Manson's Street, he also were there. What do you think he was doing there? I think that we all know, but this night was different.


Jeff grabs a corpse and pulls it behind a trash bin. After that, he pushes the corpse in to a sack and leaves it there. His job was done. Jeff puts his hand in to his pocket and picks up a tissue. He starts to clean his knife. As the knife was clean, Jeff stared at his reflection that was looking back at him from the knife's surface.
"Aren't I... beautiful..." He mumbled.
"I... am... beautiful..." He repeated.
"I am... the most beautiful... person... in this world..." He started laughing quietly.
Suddenly Jeff heard a sound. Footsteps. Jeff stared around, trying to look for a person who would've caused that sound.
"Who are you?! I'LL KILL YOU!" Jeff shouted.
There was no respond so Jeff slowly and carefully continued on walking. It didn't took long when Jeff heard the footsteps again, but this time he decided to ignore it.
"You're just imagining it..." He whispered.
After those words, Jeff's whole body froze immidiately when he felt something on his shoulder. He slowly looked at his shoulder and saw a black hand with sharp nails. It's hands were covered in bangades. As Jeff's eyes were going up, he finally saw it's face. It... was he.
"Hello there, sweetie!" The stranger said happily and smiled to Jeff.
Jeff stared at the strangers sharp teeth as he smiled. He swore that the man right on front him, could easily kill him. And that made Jeff a little nervous.
"Can't you talk, sweetie?" The clown-looking person moved his head from side to side.
"I can... and don't call me sweetie...", Jeff mumbled.
"Okay then, lollipops!" He laughed.
Jeff looked at the laughing man confused.
"What's the matter, lollipops? Oh, oops! I forgot to tell my name! Silly me!"
The clown walked forward and were now facing Jeff, who were a lot smaller than this clowny man.
"My name is Laughing Jack, but you can call me Jack."
"The name's Jeff. Jeff the Killer", Jeff kept the conversation on.
"Oh, silly you! I already knew your name, lollipops!" Jack laughed louder, making Jeff feel a little uncomfortable.
"Oh, okay then. But I'll have to go for now, so..." Jeff sighed.
The happy looking face of Jack slowly turned in to a bit disappointed look.
"Aw, man! But wait, I'll come with you!" Jack said bringing the smile back to his face.
"I don't know about this..." Jeff kicked the rocks on the ground.
"Come one, lollipop! I won't be naughty, I promise!" Jack giggled.
"Well, I guess you can come-" Jeff stopped as Jack started to cuddle him.
"Thank you so much!" Jack celebrated.
Jeff's cheeks changed their color in to a shy red. His heart was beating fast and he couldn't breathe. The biggest thing in this was that it wasn't like Jack would've squeezed him too hard. Jeff started to feel a little dizzy.
"Jeffy, are you okay?" Jack stopped hugging Jeff and stared him.
"I am... let's just go."