After the Camp Nevermoor incident, the slashers were alive now. And along with being alive, they needed a place to stay. Leather came to stay with you, and it was currently the middle of the night, both of you were asleep.

Suddenly, there was a thud that hadn't come from you or Leather. It caused you both to jolt awake and exchange looks. Definitely intruders. Likely up to no good. It wasn't the first time Leather would have to "take care of" intruders. Though it had been a while since then.

Leather got out of bed and went to grab his chainsaw that he had always had an odd attachment to. He leaned over you on the bed and gave you a quick kiss on the lips, holding your chin ever so gently between his large thumb and pointer finger,

"I'll be right back, piglet. I'll take care of 'em."