"Tim? Tim!" Jeff picked up the boy and quickly covered him with a large towel. Tim was cold from the water, crying as he was held by the man.

"I destroyed it... I destroyed it..." He repeated like a mantra, crying as he felt the pain from his dream.

"What? Destroyed what?" Jeff asked, confused. He carried him to the bed, giving him some clothes before sitting beside him. Tim just curled up into a ball, covered by the towel.

"I destroyed your shack... I burned it down and you ran in..." Tim cried, feeling like a horrible person. Jeff froze, before nodding.

"I see you remember that day... I am fine, though. Look. I am living." He said, smiling slightly.

"But I hurt you... I kept calling you names and cussing at you..." Tim said, hugging Jeff to him as he wanted the other close.

"I deserved it... I murdered your family..." Jeff said, crying slightly. He made no sound, only tears running down his cheeks.

"Wait... you don't like fire..." Tim sniffled, wiping away Jeff's cheeks.

"I had to go in... I had to save my things... I..." Jeff said, smiling slightly.

"No.. Not that... What I remember is that my house was burned down after they were killed..." Tim said, confused now.

"I don't burn houses. Fire is a nasty business... I am the proof of that." Jeff said, frowning slightly now. "Even if I was drunker than usual, I would never burn down a house."

"Then.... If you killed my parents why would you burn my house after...?" Tim asked,

"I wouldn't. I believe in letting people sleep, not burning them to a crisp." Jeff said, as his eyes got wider than usual.

"Then... Could it not be you?"

"I am not the murderer!" Jeff said, his jaw dropping. "I would never burn down a house!"

"Why didn't I realize this before I started to hate you as Masky?!" Tim asked, excited as he hugged Jeff before putting on his clothes for his lower body.

"I am not the killer of your parents..." Jeff said, relief evident in his voice as he laid back. "I am... so happy."

"Then who did it then?" Tim asked.

"Someone wanted to frame me." Jeff said, very angry now.

"Okay. Who didn't like you other than me?"

"Hoodie, he hated my guts... Scarecrow has a love hate thing for me... Toby hates me... Uh..." Jeff couldn't think of anyone else.

"So, it's one of the proxies or this Scarecrow..." Tim said, laying back shirtless next to Jeff and he smiled knowing he was closer to solving his parents death than the cops were.

"I would bet one of the proxies... Scarey isn't the fire type."

"But why? If they cared about me then why would they make me so unhappy."

"Maybe to make sure you never left... Or your parents found out about you being alive..." Jeff said, holding his hand.

"I told you I'm never going to leave you... As long as you don't kill Willy. Then we'll have issues." Tim joked, said dog coming into the room.

"I like the pup. He has potential." Jeff said, the dog barking as he jumped on the bed.

"He is pretty cute isn't he?" Tim said, scratching the dog in a spot that made him kick his leg.

"Yeah... He's getting a bit fat, ain't he?"

"I need to start walking him again.." Tim said, knowing he had been getting lazy.

"With me."

"Of course."

"With an arm around you?"

"I'll allow it..."

"And a collar on you?"

"What?" Tim asked, imagining it and he blushed.

"And a leash on you?"

"Come on..." Tim felt weird at the thought, as though he liked it.

"Heh! I just wanted to see you blush some more..." Jeff said, laughing.

"O-ok..." Tim said, slightly disappointed and he scolded himself.

"You look cute when you blush..."

"I'm not... I look like a tomato..."

"A cute tomato..."

"Tomato's are not cute."

"The apple of my eye..."

"Come on..." Tim said, looking away from the smirking face.

"The blood of my heart..."

"My true love..."

"My partner in crime..."

"My dark knight..."

"I am Joker, not Batman."

"You did say your shack was the batcave..."

"That I did... I stole it from him."

"Oh no..." Tim laughed, snuggling into Jeff lazily.

"He put up a fight, but I was like 'hey, this is mah house now!' and he left." He said, yawning.

"Is it bad I'm tired yet I just slept?"

"Nope."

"I should really get up and do something productive..."

"Nah."

"Is that all you have to say?"

"No."

"What else?"

"Not possible."

"You should really talk to Zalgo and explain the situation to him... Like the need for a new house?"

"Ehhhhhhhh..."

"Or do you want to stay and cuddle."

"Ahhhhhhh... I will place a call then we cuddle." Jeff said, grabbing his cell phone.

"Okay..." Tim said, snuggling into him anyway.

He merely texted Zalgo before holding on to Tim. Tim felt safe and happy, but he had this nagging feeling in the back of his head that this was the calm before the storm.

"Shall we order pizza?"

"What time is it?"

"Uhhhh... 4:57..."

"Morning or afternoon?"

"Something... Night is falling."

"You don't want to do anything do you?"

"Nope." He smirked, and cuddled up. "I just wanna hang out with you..."

"Such a sweetie... I'll order Pizza..." Tim said, grabbing the phone only to have it yanked away.

"Nope. You have to focus on my beautiful face..."

"Narcissus.."

"Big words. Cute."

"Just let me order the food..."

"Naw..."

"Come on... Pwease?"

"Noooo... I shall... With a pizza emoji!"

"You have that one pizza place on your speed dial don't you?

"....Maybe."

"That's awesome."

"Jah! Now! To cuddle!" Jeff said, holding Tim close. Tim laid like that for a while before realizing Jeff had fallen asleep, snoring softly. He heard a knock at the door, getting up after getting his wallet out, before heading toward the door.

"P-P-Pizza Boy!" The shadow at the door called out.

"Coming!" Tim chirped happily, opening the door after checking through the peephole to see a pizza place hat.

"Hello T-T-Tim!" Said Toby, shyly handing him the pizza. "I-I-I just c-c-came to a-a-apolog-gize for H-H-Hoodie earlier... H-He shouldn't h-h-have h-h-hit you."

"U-um.. It's fine... How much do I owe?" Tim said, his dog growling at Toby.

"N-N-Nothing. I-I-I mugged the g-g-guy, so... heh! I-I-I hope y-y-you are h-h-happy with J-J-J-Jeff. You d-d-d-deserve to b-be happy, p-p-pal." Toby said, genuinely trying to be nice.

"Can I ask you something? Friend to friend?"

"S-S-Sure! A-A-Anything M-M-Mas... T-Tim!" Toby said, coughing.

"Did Hoodie kill my parents?"

Toby sighed, and rubbed the back of his neck.

"I... I S-s-s-suspect so. I-I mean, h-h-he went o-on a m-mission to your p-parent's home t-town... th-the night th-they were m-m-murdered."

"I knew it wasn't Jeff!" Tim said, smiling before hugging Toby. "Thank you!"

"Y-Y-Your w-w-welcome, T-Tim... P-Promise t-to visit me?"

"Of course..." Tim said, smiling as Toby left just before Jeff came out of the room.

"Pizza?" He said sleepily, smiling sloppily.

"Yes..."

"Ah... Have a nice chat with the dude?" Jeff asked, moving to the table.

"Yep, it was like seeing an old friend...." Tim said, shutting the door before bringing the pizza to Jeff.

"Ah, pepperoni and hamburger pizza!" Jeff purred, licking his lips.

"Sounds yummy." Tim said, sitting down and he took a slice,

"It is!" He says, taking a slice.

"Is it good?" Tim asked, looking as Jeff took a bite.

"Yeah! Best pizza ever!" Jeff said, smiling brightly at the taste. Tim took a bite, smiling at the hot cheese in his mouth.

"Mm! Good!" Tim said, smiling.

"I told ya. Speed dial. I am their favorite customer!" Jeff said, taking another bite.

"I hope not..."

"Why not?" Jeff asked, smiling.

"That would mean we are going to have pizza a lot... Which would SO ruin my diet." Tim joked, smiling back at Jeff only to have Jeff frown.

"I have pizza a lot. I'm not fat." Jeff said, smiling.

"Yeah, you have like... The body of a god. Those abs are something I would die for." Tim said, not realizing what he said until after he said it and he didn't regret it as it was the truth.

"Thanks! If you want, I could train you." Jeff offered, smiling.

"Really?" Tim asked, smiling at the thought of him and Jeff working out together.

"Sure. I have a gym membership I sometimes use." He says, smiling at the enthusiasm.

"Thanks! I've tried working out before, but I never could seem to stay focused long enough..."

"Same issue..." Jeff said, laughing.

"And yet you have the body of a god... And I'm just over being average." Tim said, sighing.

"Lies! You are beautiful, Tim. All men can see it." Jeff said, smiling.

"Beautiful?" Tim said, his heart filling with warmth as he knew that that kind of compliment coming from Jeff was a perfect one.

"Yes. Beautiful. No need for me to work on you, for you are perfect just the way you are." jeff said, smiling as he took another bite of the warm pizza. He turned on the TV, and turned it to a cartoon. Tim sat there, looking down at his pizza blushing and smiling for a while before starting to eat again. Jeff laughed at the childish cartoon, amused so easily with the simple plot and clownish characters.

"I love you..." Tim said, having to say it as he felt it in his whole body.

"Love you too, pretty boy." Jeff said, blowing him a kiss in between bites.

"No. I love you so much... That I don't even know how I could love you even more... You are just so amazing and talented, but I don't even feel the slightest bit jealous as your mine and I am yours... You just make me feel so alive..."

"Sh-Shucks..."Jeff said, blushing from the praise.

"It's true." Tim's voice was so calm while he was talking, as if he was talking about something so natural.

"Oh go-rsh..." Jeff said, chuckling. "The same for you."

"I should probably warn you about something about me..."

"What? Do you drink out of the carton?" Jeff asked, tilting his head.

"No... That leaves bacteria that can ruin the milk and can contaminate others.. But that is not what I wanted to say."

"Do you leave the toilet seat up?"

"No, you could fall in if you are not looking and--"

"Do you correct everything like a grammar nazi?"

"Most of the time I'll let it go... But what I WANTED to say is that... I get jealous really bad if you flirt with anyone else or someone flirts with you... Even if it is just joking."

"Ah. Alright. Same with me."

"No... It gets like really bad. To the point I can get really depressed."

"Well, don't. I only flirt with others if I need money bad and I really need tips." Jeff said, rubbing the back of his neck. "That's usually when a Batman game comes out..."

"Just... make sure it's away from me if you can do it... I just wanted to tell you incase you did try it and I get into depression mode..."

"Alright..." Jeff said, hugging his boyfriend close.

"If you don't want to deal with my problems just tell me okay?" Tim said, knowing the last time he told somebody he liked about it they just left him.

"Dude, I would never do that to you..." Jeff said, frowning.

"I know but... Others have and it's just.." Tim trailed off.

"I don't abandon someone just because of a few flaws... That's cowardice." Jeff says, snorting.

"Then I've met a lot of cowards... One only lasted a day." Tim said, smiling sadly as he had a bad streak of terrible relationships.

"That must be a record." Jeff says, surprised.

"He started flirting with some guy when we went out. I decided to leave..."

"That is very rude." Jeff said, growling.

"Yeah... The worst part is that he tried to call me the next day and tell me that he was sorry and he wanted another chance..."

"Pig... I would have gutted him."

"I felt very homicidal that day.. Not even EJ joked with me for fear of my wrath..."

"I would have done it."

"I know you would..." Tim said, chuckling as Jeff pulled him into his lap so they could cuddle each other better.

"Eh... I would have made him dance first,,, in a tutu... with a banana phone."

"Hahahaha! Trust me! You wouldn't have wanted to see him in a tutu..."

"It would be a great final humiliation. Take pictures, then BAM! Kill him dead!"

"If only I could have had the guts to do that.."

"Later I will teach you..."

"To do what?"

"To be a creepypasta..."

"Maybe this time I'll learn how to be a nice-ish one that can kick butt."

"Yeah! You with your mighty bat of justice!"

"Yeah!" Tim said, leaning on Jeff as he looked at the TV to see it was playing an anime now.

"I with my butchers knife of vengeance!"

"Well, what would you like to do now?"

"I don't know, what do you wanna do?"

"I don't know, what do you want to do?"

"I don't know, what you wanna do?"

"I don't know... Wait! Let's take Willy on a walk!"

"Alright. We can do that!"

"Did you bring the leash when you brought him here?"

"Yeah. It's next to the door."

"Willy! Do you want to go on walkies?!" Tim called out, the pit bull running out, smiling big.

"Walkies...?"

"Yes, I said walkies..." Tim said, smiling as the dog kissed his face.

"Alright... Walkies..." Tim grabbed the leash, smiling as Willy ran around everywhere as he was so excited.

"Come on, Willy! Let me put your leash on!" Tim said, smiling.

"What a playful puppy..." Jeff said, chuckling.

"He is." Tim said, finally getting to put the leash on before opening the door and walking outside with Jeff.

"Are you a playful puppy, Tim?"

"Woof woof!" Tim said, laughing as he felt the sun on him, it looked to be about close to setting.

"It's nice out..." Jeff said, smiling.

"It's beautiful..." Tim said, not looking at the sun setting.

"Like you." Jeff said, smooth as butter.

"I'm not... I'm your pretty boy..." Tim said, smiling as he felt free out in the open.

"My very pretty boy..."

"I hope so... As you are my handsome Jeffy!" Tim laughed, making sure his hold was tight on the leash.

"Very handsome Jeffy."

"Of course." Tim said, distracted for just a moment as Willy started to growl suddenly.

"What is it?"

"I don't know..." Tim frowned, leaning down until he was next to Willy. "What's wrong, Willy? Is it a squirrel?"

"Squirrel??" Jeff said, bouncing.

"Yeah.. He hates them but he has never growled like this before..." Tim frowned even more, wondering what was wrong with his baby.

"Hello. You texted me?" Willy started to bark at the voice coming from an alley, straining on his leash to attack whatever talked.

"Oh... Zalgo..." Jeff said, chuckling. "You freaked out Willy."

"Willy does not like you apparently..." Tim said, happy it wasn't Slender or one of the proxies.

"No animal likes demons..."

"Well, he'll get used to it..." Tim said, scratching Willy causing him to go relaxed.

"We need a new place in the city to live. Slender and his goons are harassing us." Jeff said, getting to the point.

"Of course... All you had to do was ask..." Zalgo said, staying in the shadows.

"Thanks. Please make it nice. I hope we have a yard for Willy." Jeff said, petting the pup.

"Willy would love a yard, wouldn't you Willy?" Tim said, smiling as he scratched his dog.

"It's nice to see you both so... happy.... A nice change since the last time I saw you two." Zalgo said, sounding pleased.

"It's been a rough road, but we are getting there. You plan on finding a girl, Zalgo?" Jeff asked, relaxed.

"No." Zalgo put simply, not wanting to talk about his life.

"Jeff, I don't think Zalgo wants to get personal..." Tim said, detecting some annoyance in his voice.

"Correct."

"Harsh. Fine. I thought since we are co workers now, I would be friendly." He said, shrugging.

"Ask anything else if you wish... Not anything personal though..."

"Ya know... I know some cute girls who are into demons. Just saying." He says, before laughing. "How good is this job?"

"It pays well and is simple if that is what you mean."

"What am I, exactly?"

"You keep the peace and make sure no one is harassing anybody..."

"So... Bouncer."

"Basically same as your own job but your section to watch is near the bar, not just the whole club..."

"Next to you, pretty boy." Jeff purred.

"Y-yeah...." Tim said, blushing. and Zalgo chuckled.

"Lucky me..."

"Does he always blush like this? I must admit it is cute..." Zalgo said.

"That's why I have him."

"Come on..." Tim said, burying his face in Willy's fur.

"What cutie?" Jeff asked, smirking.

"You're teasing me..." Tim said muffled, feeling Zalgo leave.

"Nuh uh..."

"You are... With the collar thing earlier and now..."

"Heh heh heh..."

"You even brought a leash into it..."

"I might just do it..."

"Why am I not arguing?" Tim asked, imagining them in a supermarket with him on a leash and a collar on. Tim noticed it had gotten dark, shivering slightly

"Hahahaha! I do not know. Now, let's get home." Tim got up, Willy relaxed now as they walked back. Tim talked with Jeff, bumping against him sometimes to be playful.

"Are you a bumper car now?"

"Maybe I'm being a magnet and I'm attracted to you because your electrons are stimulated." Tim said, Jeff looking at him smiling.

"Huh?"

"In short words... I'm attracted to you like a magnet."

"Oh... Cute."

"Sorry for getting sciency..."

"The science show! PIANO! BANG! Why did we do this?" Jeff said, laughing. Tim didn't understand it but the way he put it made him laugh.

"Where'd you get that from?

"Some short video."

"You need to show me it sometime." Tim said, walking into the house only to step back out quickly. "Um... How relaxed are you?"

"Pretty relaxed... why?"

"Um... Don't freak out..." Tim said, but his eyes showed that he was internally freaking out himself.

"Alright..." Tim opened the door, turning on the light to show the house, a wall covered with the Slender symbol while some stuff was trashed.

"The fuck...?!?" Tim looked around, finding a piece of paper stuck to a wall and it said 'Remember' all over it.

"Is he ever going to leave me alone?" Tim sighed, picking up a piece of fuzz from the now shredded couch.

"Well... Good thing we are moving. Pick up what you want. We are going now." Jeff said, serious.

"Now?" Tim asked, Jeff nodding and he went to get his clothes only find them torn and an outfit on their bed. It was regular jeans and a black T-shirt with an orange jacket along with a very familiar mask on top of it all.

"Yes now! Hurry. I will get the truck ready." Jeff yelled.

"Can we stop at my house to get my stuff from there?"

"Yes sir we can!" Tim gave one last look at the outfit, leaving after grabbing Jeff's clothes.

"Ready." Tim said, putting everything in the back of the truck and got Willy to get in.

"Alright, let's head over!" Jeff said, before driving to Tim's house. Tim saw smoke before they even got there, sitting up to only see in horror as he saw his house was on fire, firetrucks swarming the scene.

"No..."

"Is there anything you need from inside?" Jeff asked, looking serious.

"I had these... These photos... But I don't really need them... Not anymore..." Tim said, shaking his head even though he desperately wanted to go inside of the fire.

"Where?" Jeff asked, looking at the house intently.

"You are NOT going inside nor is anyone else except for those trained firemen..." Tim said, fear in his voice for Jeff.

"Where, Tim?" Jeff asked again, determined.

"In my room, on the top floor which is engulfed in fire! You are NOT going in!" Tim said, locking the doors of the truck.

"Watch me." Jeff said, unlocking it manually. He ran over to the the house and climbed the trees fast.

"Dang it, Jeff!" Tim yelled, getting out of the truck and running over to him only to be stopped by a fireman.

"Sorry, sir... You can't go past this line!"

"This is MY house and my stupid boyfriend is trying to get my stuff out of a freaking burning house!" Tim yelled, pointing to Jeff and the fireman started to yell at Jeff to get down, letting Tim run to the tree where Jeff was in. "Get down! I don't these those pictures!"

"I will get them!" He said, jumping into the window.

"Jeff! I said no!" Tim yelled, climbing up the tree and was about to go in when everything burst into flames at the window. "JEFF!!"

Tim heard nothing but a yell and he dove in, immediately feeling the burn of the the fire on him. He looked around, blinking from the smoke and he hacked hard.

"Jeff!"

"Tim! I got 'em! Get out! I have 'em!" Jeff said, coughing. He grabbed Tim's hand, and Tim was yanked throughout the house, before being pulled outside by a back door.

"You have to be the stupidest son of a glitch I have ever known!" Tim yelled, kissing his boyfriend hard in relief, wanting to make sure he was still actually alive. "Why on Earth would you do that?!"

"I would do anything for you, darlin..." Jeff said, smirking.

"You didn't need to climb into a burning building!" Tim yelled before kissing him again. "I love you so much... Don't EVER scare me like that again!"

"I have the pictures..." Jeff said, pulling them out of his hoodie.

" You really didn't need to do that..." Tim said, shaking as he hugged Jeff tightly as if he would disappear.

"I wanted to... for you."

"You scared me when you did that... I thought I was going to lose you..." Tim said, burying his face in Jeff's shoulder as he finally took the photos.

"Never, ever, ever..."

"Let's go... On the ride I'll tell you about these photos..." He said, pulling him away, the roof collapsing as they got into the truck and Tim shivered as he imagined it was Jeff inside.

"Vroom vroom, muthafucka..." Jeff said, as he sped away. Tim let him drive for a few minutes, making sure they were out of town limits before talking.

"These pictures... When I woke up my first day I couldn't remember anything... Not my name or age... These pictures brought them back and I would look at them when I would even think I was forgetting one... Some of them looked like it was taken as if someone was stalking me... But I was grateful for them as they helped me remember almost everything about my life before my birthday, when I turned 17." Tim said, sighing as Jeff glanced at him in shock.

"Wow..." Jeff said, stunned.

"Most of them are ones I wished I could forget now..." Tim said, flipping through it to show some photos of him with bruises and one with a black eye.

"Well... I have a new future for you..."

"That's why I didn't want it... I could make new memories with you..." Tim said, smiling as Jeff took his hand.

"Still... You need to have something..."

"I have you..." Tim said, smiling as they grew closer to the city and their new life.