“Alright, what are we waiting for then. Come on”
Grabbing his arm and dragging him along. He couldn’t wait for the first kill after being inside for so long
"There's plenty. Her students complain about her online all the time. We're doing them all a favor."
He slipped away from Stu and went to get their costumes. Freshly washed.
"I'll even do the call. Give you the honors of starting on her." He wasn't going to say why+
“Super ready for our sequel”
He couldn’t wait, he patted Billy on the shoulder and half laughed in excitement as his eyes lit up.
“Let’s go make this bitch pay for something”
Just like old times.
"There. Ms Sally. She's a school teacher." He grinned and turned his head slightly to look at Stu.
"Highschool. The kids are gonna eat it up. Cause mass hysteria all over again. What do you think? Ready for our sequel?"
He dropped his hand and put the knife away.
"Let's party." He grinned and took out the phone Sam gave him. He had a list.
"Let's start random. Just to spook everyone."
Stu was never serious and certainly never for this long. He slowly lowered the knife and let out a sigh.
"It's not reality, /but/ we can do more things on our own. More things you. . . and I like." He traced the blade down Stu's chest.
He didn't break away. No, instead he grabbed Stu's chin to get his attention.
"We're the originals. It all comes down to us. /Always/." Some reassuring words. He was used to speaking them to lull everyone into feeling safe.
"What do you want? Hm? Not her dead, either."
The hand hardly stopped Billy. He stared at Stu, calculating. . .
His brows shot up at the others words and he let out a scoff.
"Is that what this is about? Jesus christ, you think I /want/ to play dad? I'm working my ass off to build our next act, Stu!"
Knife.
“Well I’m very fucking happy for you and you little family. But I got other plans than to stick around and play happy families”
Suddenly the ever joking facade had suddenly washed away
Billy knew him too well and just how to get to him. It’s words were truths that he didn’t like to hear.
“. . . You’re such a dick man. If it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t have gotten rid of half the people you wanted to”
He put a hand on Billy’s wrist, the one grasping the ++
It was quickly replaced by a knife held up to his throat with his other hand.
"You forgot who you're talking to. You were /nothing/ before me on a path to be even more /nothing/." He hissed. "Do you think you were actually funny? Or did people only laugh along because I DID."
Billy stumbled then lifted his head to fix Stu with a venomous stare. He grabbed him by the throat and pushed him back, intent on pinning him to a wall.