classicaloid

"strange place, huh?"
Mozart said while looking at the strange mansion. Beethoven sighed, It isn't their mansion. The place they usually stay with the others? It isn't their mansion. Motes turned around to give beto a gesture to go in the so called 'haunted place'

Of course, Beethoven wouldn't mind, kanae would scold him Afterwards if they ever get late. Nevertheless, he's fine with it. Glancing at the doorway of the mansion, the two took a step and entered the mansion. They had no flashlight so that was a bummer. Well, beto used his phone as a light source, he used the flashlight app. They looked around at the abandoned house. This place should be destroyed back then! "wolf, look at the cobwebs and shattered glass windows, we should go now."
Motes couldn't find himself at the moment. A part of him, 30% of him wants to get out of this place
but the other half...

The two classicaloid continue to move on trying to ignore the horrid scenery. Beethoven did nothing more, he's only lighting the way. While Mozart was just being... Himself "you're stubborn as always" the tall one said with a straight face.  He sounds slightly irritated.
Motes stomped the ground. But the wood was broken down and old,  it left a creeking sound when they move.
"what?! Its just a painting! I was just touching i-" Beethoven grabbed wolfgang's hand,the  hand he used to touch the faded canvas. "look at your hand." the paint was smeared on his finger tips.  Red paint on his fingers. But it felt like blood.

"wolf. Let's go"
Motes nodded, he didn't like the place he wandered into. As the two stepped further away out of the crooked mansion. The light shines better as the two walked down the street. Beethoven wrapped his arm around his lover's arm. Remembering what Mozart saw in the painting, it was an old portrait of himself with Beethoven. Looking back at his left hand,  it was all blood.