Uh yeah. I own nothing blah blah. I'm really starting to run out of ideas for this story, so I'm asking for suggestions. I may or may not incorporate them into the story because I know how I want it to end, but up till then, I don't know what to do.

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The two boys, Johnny and Todd talked about various things as they walked home from the nearby 24/7 with their brain freezies, though neither of them mentioned anything about their kiss the other night. Aside from occasional questions from the older boy about school and Todd's social life, there wasn't much talking. They got back to the 777 residence, Todd being the first one to walk through the door. He squealed as he was confronted by two small styrofoam doughboys, jumping almost a foot in the air as they stared at him. Johnny seeing Todd jump, he swooped his arms under the boy, picking him up and giving the doughboys a glance. "Don't mind them too much Todd, they shouldn't bother you and if they do, tell me. They'll be gone before you know it." Todd nodded, blushing a bit from being held by the man, looking back at the doughboys before being carried to the living room.

Johnny set the boy down on the couch gently, noticing his slightly flushed features. "Todd? What's the matter?" said Johnny as he sat down by his friend's feet, Todd laying there with his hands on his belly, shaking his head no in response to the question. "Are you sure about that?" Johnny asked questioningly, getting only a nod from the boy before rising to his feet. "Alright then, I'll leave you alone." Todd sat up immediately as he started seeing Johnny walk away from him, "Wait Johnny." the boy protested. Nny turned around to his friend with his hands in his pockets and looked up at him, "Yes Todd? What is it?" Todd stared at the older boy, his mouth open ready to speak but no words came out except for an awkward "Uuuuh…"

"Well are you going to say something?" Johnny asked, slightly frustrated that Todd stopped him, but at the same time glad that he had to say something. "Johnny…Why did you kiss me last night?" There, he said it. Those words that were waiting on his lips finally came out and when they did, he immediately regretted asking and shrunk back a bit, scared that the maniac would do something irrational. "I can't answer that question, because I don't know the answer myself." Johnny said, slightly embarrassed by his actions for once in his life. He really wasn't sure why he kissed the boy, he had feelings for him but he wasn't sure if they were real or not. "Oh" was all the young boy could respond with. In the awkward silence following that question Todd got up and went to the bedroom that Johnny never used and sat on the bed quietly.

"We know you feel something for him" said a strange voice in the shadows of the bedroom. Todd sat wide eyed and curled up the bed, sheepishly asking, "Who's there?" He heard a soft chuckle from the corner of the room; "Only two humble voices here to help" said the second voice. Then from the shadows came the two doughboys with their insane grins plastered on their faces. They stared at the frightened boy as he covered his ears, as if he wasn't going to listen to them. Sadly for Todd though, covering his ears didn't help. Their voices were in his head he soon realized and that there was nothing that could be done to stop it. "What do you want?" he asked the two creatures, whom of which responded with "Nothing more than to help a friend of Johnny's."

'They want to help me? Why would they want to do that? They know nothing about me and my problems.' Todd thought to himself. "Yes we do, Todd Casil, neighbor and friend of Johnny's." said the doughboy with the striped shirt with a "Z?" on it, better known as Mr. Fuck. "H-how do you know my name?" the frightened boy asked. "We know everything about you Todd. Some things from Johnny, some from eavesdropping, and others from being able to read your mind." Said Psychodoughboy. By this point, Todd had become almost scared of these two styrofoam creatures. They were able to talk to him and he wasn't able to understand how that was possible. He began to wonder if he was starting to go crazy like Johnny.

"You're not that crazy…Not yet anyways." Said Mr. Fuck, "You're on your way though. We two are not the only voices you'll be hearing in this house." Todd scrunched his eyebrows in thought, what other voices there could there possibly be in this house? How many other voices were there in this house? How would he be able to get rid of them? All of these questions could be answered by listening to Johnny when he wasn't looking, so the boy did just that. He listened for Johnny's voice when the doughboys left him and it sounded as if he was talking to someone that was more peaceful, like a voice of reason.

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OSFNFSI I'M SORRY IT'S SO SHORT. This is going to be like...part 1 of ch 7 or something. D: SHORT CHAPTER IS SHORT.