Killer snickers quietly, holding up a phalange to his teeth, gesturing for you to be quiet, as you sneak up on your Uncle Cross..

You weren’t really related, but you loved calling him family.

You had a full face of fake blood covering you, as Killer had convinced you to try freak Cross out by it. Killz gently urged you to go up toward your favourite uncle.

You, being the little actress you are, let out an ‘uncomfortable’ whine, grasping onto Cross’s outfit tightly. He turned around and looked down at you, his expression quickly contorted into one of horror. His skeletal hands cupped your ‘bloody’ face immediately, becoming panicked.

“J—jesus kiddo— are- are you alright?!”

Killer remained quiet in the background, letting out a small snicker in amusement.