The Avacado/Box Fic

(GRAPHIC VIOLENCE WARNING)

Phil lent Dan's head forward, forcing him to lick the dry, tapelike film off. He pushed it forward more. 

-CLICK-

The brunet's neck became dislocated, he cringed and let out a shriek.

"Perhaps you should taste it from your sweet, juicy nipples" Phil said evilly, smirking, his eyebrows sloped in an angry manner.

"No, Phil, stop please.." Dan cried.

"Like I'd listen to you.. 2009 was just an act" He pulled the tall meme's neck forward, as though he was jerking off. He was somewhat being strangled, and struggled to breath.

"Phil, please.. Why are you doing this?" Dan gagged.

Phil ignored him and continued, Dan groaned with every tug.

Then he stopped.

"Why did you do that Phil-" At that moment Dan vomited all over his chest. Vomiting blood. Bright red blood. His throat throbbed, as it stung from the acid.

Dan coughed, finding it really difficult to breath, he was panting.. but not in the gay way.

Phil clambered away from Dan, leaving him in the state he was in.. He left the house and never returned.