[MASKY X TOBY] The Beginning ? P.1

"Hey, are you dumb?"

The white-faced man suddenly stops after walking a short distance, finally letting out of my hand.

I shake my head.

"Then why don't you say anything, silence won't solve the problem."

I continue shaking my head.

"Maybe he just not used to it or something?" -The black-faced man continues, then turns around and faces to me.
"Forgot to introduce myself, I'm Hoddie, his name is Masky - you can call us like that."

I silently look up at the two of them. It's not impossible to say, in fact, I have a lot of things that want to ask. However, my throat feels like it is choking, a very uncomfortable feeling that I can't explain keeps appearing in my mind.

Standing for such a long time, the white-faced guy - or Masky shook his head in repulsion. He turns away, and walks straight with the floor.

"Fine, I hate noise, just continue to be incompetent."

The last sentence he added was full of disdain. I feel rejected, a bit abandon by this new environment.

"Don't worry too much, he's been rude before. You'll get used to it after a lot of contacts."

Hoddie comes over and touches my shoulder lightly that startles me a bit. Different from the strange voice which was a bit deep, this man seems calmer than the other one. I don't understand how these two of them can go together, I mean, their personalities don't match them at all. It's like seeing a team schoolboy with a delinquent.

Think about it, people here seem to care almost nothing but themselves. Helping a stranger outside like I didn't bother them at all. On the order side, it felt like all they did was just an assignment, not a responsibility. Maybe I'm more of a food reserve? Like, maybe this place buys and sells human flesh, and now I a piece of sweet flesh? Did they bring a strange person like me to heal, just to sell organs?

I can't think of a better reason.

While still thinking about what my meat tasted like, those two men lead me to the kitchen without realizing it. It quite surprises me because of the rustic and clean kitchen, completely different from the bloody imagination in my mind. I feel uncomfortable. Setting foot in a nice place like this is something a person like me hasn't thought before.

Somehow, it makes me want to cry.

"Is it okay to eat?" - Hoddie steps right behind me, acting very kind.

"Y-yeah, more than I thought."

I turn around, a little natural with this person.

"The kitchen here is pretty clean."

"Oh, glad you like it. Not only in the kitchen but also in other rooms, Slender pays attention to cleanliness very much. It would be a nightmare to get his suit dirty."

"S-Slender? Who?"

"Ah, he- Gya!"

Hoddie yelled, he almost fell back because of the kicking on his knee by Mask. With a bag in one hand and few bottles in the other, he seems a little angry, interrupted our conversation just when I was about to know the most important information about this mansion.

"If you have time to talk, why don't you help me bring the food to the room?"

"Okay Okay, you haven't to do that thought."

Hoddie barely objected, different from me. He picks up the bag that was placed on the table, quickly turns aside and walks away. As I was standing bewildered on the wooden floor, Masky immediately put the whole bag on my head.

I really dislike this person.

"Can you eat the air while standing there? Let's go."

"W-where to go?"

"Go to our room. By the way, let me introduce you."

The second time his hand touched me made me shiver a bit. The big yellow back, the uncomfortable strong feeling plus the rough behavior. It seemed to remind me of a bad memory. My soul has been blown away, a fear from backward makes me afraid to pull my hand back, dropping all the water bottles in my wrapper. Bad. Very bad. I am panicking.

Lines of old memories replay over and over in my mind, mixing up like it's never-ending. The feeling of being caught reminded me of something I forgot which has the same effect as the situation has incited me. My throat was dry, and my whole body feel like on fire. At that moment, the white shadow that appeared in my memory now grips my wrist, its voice seems different from before.

"Hey?! Can you hear me, Toby?!"

I calm myself, open my eyes and look straight at Masky. It seems that the glass and mask on my face have taken off so I can breathe easier. Although it was much clearer to see, my face still can't hide the shock and wavering in my eyes.

"How is he?!" 

"Who knows? Suddenly screaming in peace and dropping the food, I wonder if the cake was split- What the hell?!"

No matter what they say bad or something about me, I couldn't help but hug Masky tightly. Whole-body searching for warmth, it's hard to control it right now.

"... S-save me..."

"..."

"T-the m-man wearing-ng v-vest... T-that b-big flame-e... I-it's scare me.... "

My eyes flow out the salty water to both cheeks, seeming unknown of having to stop.

Masky remains silent. I can't see his expression because of the mask on his face, but probably not very friendly. After holding that for a while, he suddenly touch my shoulders and forcefully pushed me away, said in a bitter tone.

"I don't like cuddling boys and neither that type. If you're satisfied then let's go, I have more work to do."

Coldly standing up, Masky takes up the bag and all bottles I dropped before. He turns and goes ahead, leaving me sit on my knees with those tears that couldn't stop. Not alone, Hoddie then sit next to me trying to comfort me.

"That shitty man... Is he crazy?"

He mumbles, but I don't care about it much. As waking up from a dream, I quickly wipe away the senseless tear on my face and pick up two items I had taken off. While I put them on, Hoddie helps me stand up, not forget to comfort me and say something like curse his partner. However, what I'm interested in right now is not the kind of mood I was in earlier.

The memories had stopped for a long time and now resurfaced when I encountered Masky. He must be related to my past, that's why Masky has such rough manners.