Welcome back, Jeff the Killer...
I opened up the door 2 find Jeff the Killer, soaking wet like a wet dog. Ah, Summer rains...you can never predict them. Just like a certain Killer.
Jeffrey smiled sheepishly. "I like what you've done with the place," he quipped timidly.
"Silence, Jeffrey," I hissed. I gestured 2 my room. "You can put your bags in there. Just--"
But before I could finish my sentence, Jeff had entered my room...and found Liu in there. "What the EFF is he doing here?!?" Liuous roared. "Wormchamp, what is the meaning of this?"
I walked between the siblings 2 defuse the tension. "Liuouis, Jeff Discord called me last night," I stated calmly. "He said he needed a place 2 stay, and I had no choice but 2 oblige."
Liu glared at their brother. "After everything we discussed, Wormchamp, you let HIM back in2 our house?"
"Don't blame Wormchamp," Jeff the Killer butted in. "Blame me. I turned 2 Wormchamp knowing his heart is too big 2 leave me on the streets. Don't hate him for his kindness."
"I guess you're right..." Liu mumbled. "But why are you even here?"
"That's right, Jeff," I agreed. "Why DO you need a place 2 stay?"
Jeff sighed embarrasedly. "Well...I was staying at Slenderman's place, when Ticci Tobias and I had a falling out. I told him I wouldn't take his nonsense anymore, and he called me 'a bleeding heart,' among other things. Needless 2 say, we started feuding every day. The mansion became more like a boxing ring---but with words instead of fists.
"You know Slenderman...he can't bear 2 see us fight. He told me we'd either have 2 make up, or one of us had 2 leave." Jeff the Killer huffed. "And you know what I chose..."
"That's 'tboys' for you," Liu muttered, then gasped. "See, Wormchamp! Having him around is forcing me 2 use anti-SJW language!"
"I've left that life behind," Jeff the Killer stated bashfully. "And I expect 2 be corrected if I ever fall back in2 those old habits."
The tension in the room was so thick you could cut it with a killing knife. I shook my head and shoved a mediocre blanket in2 Jeff's arms. "It's the couch for you, Jeffrey." I lowered my voice 2 a threatening whisper. "And don't you dare ruin what Liuouis and I have going, got it? This is just an act of charity."
Jeff the Killer whimpered like the Omega he is and took 2 the couch---he clearly got the message.













