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           Saturday at 2:00 am, Schrute Farms.

Awsten opened his eyes to the sound of wood creaking and looked at the clock.

" Dwight, it's 2 a.m. Can you be quiet? " He said groggily, rubbing his eyes and not putting on glasses because he has a lasik.

" Sorry kitty, I needed to give Mose the drugs for him to fall asleep. Let's lie down. " Dwight said sweetly, grabbing Awsten's hand and guiding him into their bedroom.

A few hours later, they woke up to the horrifying sound of the apple alarm. Dwight immediately hopped up, kissed the green haired boy, and ran out of the farm. Awsten sighed and got out of bed to take a shower. As Awsten stepped out of the shower, the phone rang. Ugh, it's Travis. I have to deal with android phone audio.

" What? " Awsten answered, drying his hair while staring at himself in the mirror.

" Good, how are you doing? " Travis responded sarcastically.

" Get to the fucking point. I'd like to enjoy Sunday morning. " Awsten exclaimed, in an annoyed tone.

" Well, I was wondering if you wanted to have some coffee later? Does 11:30 sound good? " Travis asked anxiously.

" Sure, see you later. " He hung up.

Little did Awsten know, Travis had some big plans. He planned to kill Awsten so he could get to his true love, Dwight Kurt Schrute.

Saturday 11:30 am at Starbucks.

Awsten and Travis grabbed their drinks and sat down on the table.

" Hey, I have something to show you in my car. Let's go now! " Travis said nervously.

Awsten smiled trustingly at him.

As they arrived at the car, Travis opened his trunk, pulled out a tooth bat, and hit Awsten over the head. A sickening snap rang out across the parking lot. He then shoved Awsten's limp body in the trunk, indelicately throwing him into the car.

Saturday at 9:45 pm, Travis' house or apartment or whatever.

Travis is in a pitch black room, kneeling on the floor. An even darker figure is slouched to the ground in front of him. The only thing clearly visible in the room is the reflection of Travis' knife. After staring emotionlessly at the figure for 17.8 minutes, Travis abruptly stands up and turns on the light.

He walks back to Awsten's limp body and looks down at him. The annoying boy kneels down closer to him and presses two fingers on his neck. He still has a pulse. Travis presses the knife below the unconscious boy's chin. He pulls the knife across the green haired boys neck creating a thin stripe of blood. Grinning, he presses again and begins to saw back and forth, his fingers intertwined in the other boy's neon hair to steady his slack face and not damage his precious skin in any way. His fingers are coated in blood, and he savors the slick feeling. The head detaches and he holds it up, staring into Awsten's once-bright eyes.

Steadying the decapitated head between his knees, he cuts through his entire face, carefully flicking his knife to expertly remove the skin. He stops once, only to check Awsten's pulse. He's finally dead.

Realizing something, Travis jolts up and drops his knife while still holding Awsten's face. He quickly grabs the knife and sets it on a nearby table. He runs to the kitchen, grabs a trash bag, and stuffs the dead body into it. Shit! Travis thought, where was he going to put his body?He panics for a moment before deciding to deal with it later, so he just stuffs it in his closet. Travis grabs Awsten's face, weighing the sliver of skin in his hands. He goes over to the bathroom and looks in the mirror.

Then he carefully places Awsten's face on his own. Hoping the blood would dry and cement it, he went to sleep with a small smile.

Sunday 7:00 am, Schrute Farms.

Travis anxiously walked to the door of the house. How am I going to pretend to be Awsten? He'll figure it out. I'll go to jail. He knocked on the door. Dwight swung open the door and engulfed the smaller boy in a hug.

"Where were you kitty? I was worried."

Kitty? Travis thought. Thats fucking disgusting.

"I- uh, spent the night at Travis' house. We haven't seen each other in a while and wanted to talk." Travis lied, his heart skipping a beat during the moment of silence that Dwight didn't respond.

"Ok. I'm tired. Lets lay down." Dwight said while walking inside, Travis right behind him.

They walk up the stairs and into the couples shared room. Dwight closes the door and pins Travis against the wall. He felt himself get hard. The beet smelling man grabbed Travis's fuck stick, causing him to cum instantly. Cum hits him in the face and causes Awsten's face to slide off of the smaller boy. Dwight was horrified to see the troll looking boy.