taph & dusekkar were pals. everyone knew; he only ever really interacted with one another. it was obvious to everyone that he always preferred the other; dusekkar was nearly always hanging out with taph, either gossiping with his with taph retaliating in sign language, & with taph always hanging around or with dusekkar. the pair were never seen separated, so it seemed.

now, taph was a demolitionist, former or not. he enjoyed thoroughly setting traps & tripmines alike for the killers to walk right into, often hanging around said traps in bushes or in hiding to watch the killers trigger them, then subsequently breaking out into peals of helpless laughter at the killers’ absurd reactions. he were a prankster by nature, & therefore, taph was also very keen on the aspect of pranking his object of affection; dusekkar himself. he set about it nearly on the daily; planting small bombs in his dresser-drawers, setting up tripwires for him to stumble over as he entered & left his room. taph found it hilarious, meanwhile dusekkar couldn’t find it in himself to get mad at him.

one late afternoon, taph decided to play another trick on dusekkar. the man always wore that damn pumpkin mask on his head so he couldn’t see any traps that taph could have potentially left out for him, so taph very often took advantage of that. he wanted to see whatever face was lying underneath his ridiculous excuse for a mask, so he doubled the dosage of tripwire hooks in this setup of his, aiming to send dusekkar flying!!! but hopefully not get him hurt in the process.

& so, he set up those traps outside dusekkar’s door, giving his door a few quick raps to get him to come outside before diving into his own room, peeking out from the crack in his doorway & lying in wait for dusekkar to trigger the traps laid out in wait for him.