We've Always Loved The Color RED

Escape Pt. 3

"Guys... I-I have a plan. I don't know if it'll work though." Ghost muttered.

"Well that's great, Gregory! How about you tell us what it is?" Jimmy grumbled, breaking the silence as he struggled to hold his portion of the door shut. Ghost rolled his eyes.

"Only because you asked soooo nicely. I was thinking that one of us could run to that hose over there and turn it on. Then we could let Box Friend out and soak him! After that he should be weak enough that we can capture him." he explained. Toast nodded slowly, thinking about it for a moment.

"Well... it's something... alright! Lets do it." Toast sighed.

"Ok! Jimmy, go get the hose and turn it on." Ghost ordered. The killer nodded and stood up, allowing Ghost to take over his position on the door. Jimmy ran off. A few moments later, he returned with the hose.

"I'm ready if you two are." Jimmy sighed. The Johnny's exchanged a glance before quickly moving off and out of the way of the doors. The creature that had once been Box Friend crawled out. Ghost watched as his twin turned the water onto the monster, causing it to let out a loud screech as he seemingly began to  melt. He jumped when he felt something grab his wrist. Luckily, it was just Toast.

"We need to leave, Sir!" he exclaimed as he began to pull him along.

"W-wait! What about Jimmy?!" Ghost questioned.

"I'll be fine! Just go, I'll catch up!" Jimmy yelled. Box Friend looked towards them, snarling before getting sprayed with even more water. The actual cardboard part of him was pretty much gone. Ghost allowed himself to be led away from the house, his feet becoming engulfed in the tangled grass. They were moving as fast as they could without tripping over the weeds. After what seemed like forever, they made it back to the van. Ghost turned, letting out a sigh of relief when he saw that Jimmy was right behind them... and so was Box Friend. He quickly went to the van, grabbing a piece of equipment. Ghost aimed it towards Box Friend. He quickly pulled the trigger, watching as a light consumed the creature. He let out a loud cheer as Box Friend was sucked into a small smoking capsule without any issues. Ghost carried it over to the van where Toast was standing. He had already started to clean his wounds.

"Y-you... you did it Sir!" Toast gasped.

"Yep! Now we can keep and torture this jerk forever!" he muttered, smiling. He heard Jimmy let out a small giggle.

"Only if I get to help. There are lots of things that I would love to do to that freak." Jimmy purred, a little smile on his face.

"Of course! You can do whatever you want!" Ghost laughed. He set the capsule in a container in the back of the van when he heard sirens sound. He glanced over his shoulder, frowning as a cop car pulled up next to them. Ghost winced as Jimmy disappeared, reentering his brain. Needless to say, his brother could've been a bit more gentle about it.

"You two again?! You youngsters are always getting yourselves into trouble, aren't you?!" the cop hissed. Ghost frowned, remembering that this was the same cop from the gas station. He blushed, also remembering what Toast had said to him. That he was his fiancé.

"I don't see what you mean, officer. We were simply... 'hanging out'." Toast told him. The cop frowned.

"Hanging out? I think not! You two were probably canoodling, you crazy kids!" he exclaimed, waving his gun around. Ghost rolled his eyes.

"Canoodling, huh? And why would we do that in public for everyone to see?" Ghost asked. He heard Jimmy giggling in his mind.

"Because that's how kids are in this day and age! I've heard plenty of horror stories about surprise pregnancies and-... and stuff like that." the cop muttered, seemingly loosing his train of thought halfway through the sentence. Ghost gasped in surprise when Toast suddenly wrapped his blood covered arm around him, pulling him close.

"And maybe we were. What would you do about it? Arrest us?" Toast questioned. The cop's eyes narrowed.

"No... but why are you covered in blood?"

"I fell." Toast told him with a very plain tone.

"That idiot! He fell?! That's a dumb excuse. I mean, dang! That must've been one hell of a fall!" Jimmy cackled.

"I was just about to help patch him up, so if you would be so kind, leave us to it!" Ghost grumbled.

"Do you want me to call an ambulance or something? Those wounds look pretty serious..." the cop muttered. Toast just shook his head.

"No, thank you. I think we've got this all under control." Toast sighed. The cop just nodded, slowly walking back to his car.

"Ok... but if I catch you two doing anything crazy, I'll arrest both of ya!" he exclaimed, before getting in his car and driving away. Ghost blushed when he realized that Toast still had his arm around his shoulders.

"J-Johnny... you can let go now." Ghost mumbled, looking away.

"Why? Am I not allowed to cuddle with my fiancé?" Toast questioned with a surprisingly serious tone. Ghost's eyes widened.

"What are you implying?" he asked, nervously glancing up into his partners icy eyes.

"I'm not sure. You can take it however you'd like, Sir." Toast purred, letting go just as requested. Ghost's face was practically on fire at this point. He had no idea what was going on, and at this point, it didn't really matter. Anything could happen next.