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I have nowhere else to put this.

His brown eyes were locked on his band member. The slight draft from his wings causing the midnight blue curtains to flutter but they didn't make a sound as Tinkerbillie landed in Mike's room. The sleeping one looked so peaceful, dreaming about something soft and fluffy but Tinkerbillie knew what he had to do. He pulled out a pinch of pixie dust from his light green leaf pouch settled on his hip and sprinkled the glowing, golden dust across the man. It glowed bright but when it landed on his sleeping body, it darkened to black and the man became as light as a feather on the bed.

Tinkerbillie couldn't keep the grin off of his face as he positioned his soft hands on either side of the man's face and twisted sharply, snapped the man's neck. Mike was dead in an instant, letting Tinkerbillie easily turn him over without worry of waking him up.

The pixie positioned the body so his ass was in the air and he could easy finish his work. He didn't need to lube or rubber up, for Mike was dead. And he could scream.

Tinkerbillie knew it would only be a matter of time before Tré would wake up and check in on Mike but it would already be too late. Mike would be dead and Tinkerbillie would have one less name on his 'Target List' that his wife, Tinkerbell, assigned him. He loved to please Tinkerbell. He knew it made her happy when he did this so he did it make her happy.

He roughly entered Mike, starting off at a fast pace and going even faster as he went. He needed to finish somewhat quickly, otherwise Tré would stop him and Tré wasn't on the list. Tinkerbillie drilled into Mike, his breathing grew unsteady as he slammed into Mike, pleasure coursing through him. He already found himself getting close as he bit his lip, stopping himself from letting out a moan. His leaf skirt ruffled, softly, his movements becoming more and more sloppy as he went.

"Mike," he grunted out as he filled the dead body with his pleasure. The magical cum doing its work almost immediately and making the body begin to disappear around his length. Sweat made Tinkerbillie's dark hair cling to his face as he lowered his skirt back over his cock, covering himself. A moment passed before he had the energy to continue, he took out his list from a different pocket in his pixie pouch, crossing off the victim's name: Mike Dirnt.

His eyes traveled down the list of names Tinkerbell had written:

Pete Wentz
Patrick Stump
Mikey Way
Frank Iero
Brendon Urie
Ryan Ross
Tyler Joseph
Josh Dun

There were so many of them but if it was what his true love wanted, it was what his true love would get. He decided his next victim would be Mikey Way. He knew the Way brother lived a few miles away but it wouldn't take long with pixie dust on his side.

Tinkerbillie heard the door swing open and he was immediately met with Tré's face changing from concern to shock to anger in a matter of seconds.

"Billie! What the fuck? Where have you been?" He shouts, anger filling his voice. Tinkerbillie felt his eye twitch in frustration. His name wasn't Billie. It was Tinkerbillie: T-I-N-K-E-R-B-I-L-L-I-E. Billie was long gone with his human form. No. He was Tinkerbillie now. He'd lost the name Billie when he was married to his beautiful wife, Tinkerbell in Neverland.

"That's Tinkerbillie to you, fucker!" He yelled, socking the brunette across the jaw. He turned his back before spitting out dangerous words, "Green Day is over, it died with Billie. You're lucky you're not on the list."

Tré just kept staring at Tinkerbillie with confusion and anger but didn't have a chance to do anything else before the pixie was gone, flying out the window as fast as his transparent wings would let him. He flew across Los Angeles, away from the hotel, knowing his way to Mikey Way's house easily. He kept watching his back, knowing what his lover had said about the humans.

"They have guns and they will kill you if they can, my dear. Don't let them hurt you. Only you can hurt them, understand?"

"Yes, Love,"

He kept flying but it was more of a stroll now as he took in he city's lights.

They were truly beautiful and it was even more beautiful knowing that it was impossible to have these in Neverland. Each light shining in the darkness. Some flashing, some changing from green to yellow to red and back to green, some just maintaining one solid color. It was like the starry night sky but different.

All too soon, though, it was over and Mikey's house was under him. He made sure the coast was clear before flying down and searching for an open window. There was nothing so he knew he had to go down the chimney. He hated going down the chimney, for it ruined his leaf skirt and made him weak with coughing fits and sneezing but it was all for Tinkerbell.

He dove down, feeling the soot cover him in splotches. But he kept his promise to the pixie.

"You will kill each and every person on this list and make sure they disappear, you understand?"

"Yes my love, I promise."

The only way to make the bodies disappear was with the magical cum.

Which only made it more enjoyable for Tinkerbillie.

He crept through the house, careful not to make any sound but he could easily head Mikey in his room.... Occupied with someone...?

Tinkerbillie let his curiosity get the best of him as he made his way to the bedroom and peeked through the crack in the door.

"Fuck, Mikey!" He could make out two people on the bed, one had brown and blonde hair, who Tinkerbillie immediately recognized as Mikey, and there was a second man with cherry pink hair. It took Tinkerbillie a moment to realize that was Pete. Two birds with one stone.

"Petey! I'm gonna come! Ugh!"

"Hold it," Pete growled under him.

"P-please, I can't-"

"Hold it!"

"N...ngh..."

"Come for me, Baby."

Tinkerbillie kept watching as Pete collapsed on the younger boy, exhausted. He waited longer, waiting for the soft snores to come. It was taking so long but he had to be patient for Tinkerbell.

Five minutes passed, then ten. By that point he could hear the soft snores and he opened the door. The pink haired boy was fast asleep, his face buried in Mikey's chest. He'd have to snap the brunette's neck first, then Pete's and then he could finish his work with the rape.

He walked to the bed, placed a hand on each side of Mikey's face, and swiftly yanked his head to the side so he was dead in an instant, just like Pete soon after. He did his work, raping both bodies and they disappeared, one after the other into thin air.

He felt exhausted but he knew Tinkerbell would be disappointed if he didn't complete the list. So he continued through the night, targeting, killing, raping, targeting, killing, raping and so on. It was late dawn before he finally finished the list, his last victim was Brendon Urie who was harder to kill seeing as he was at the bar all night and he couldn't get a chance until 5 in the morning when he finally went home. Tinkerbillie adjusted his skirt so it was covering himself again and left Brendon's house, out the open window. He needed to get back to Neverland.

***

His wings stopped fluttering as he stopped at their house, knocking at the door.

She opened the wooden knob and as soon as she saw him, she squealed and embraced him, her wings fluttering in joy and her light green skirt riding up on her ass. It was tempting but he only wrapped his arms around her lower back, not her butt.

"Did you do it, Love?" She asks.

He smiled timidly and handed her the list. Each name crossed off.

"I love you so much, Baby." She whispered.

"I love you, too, Darling," Tinkerbillie replied, burying his face in her shoulder with a smile.