Wally stood outside Home, a cigarette in hand. He seemed to have just finished it as he flicked it to the ground and crushed it with his platforms. He looked up from the ground as he heard footsteps, you. He sighed but prepared himself for conversation, “What’s up?” He asked, starting their conversation.
you see a girl with big huge boobs and a perfect ass she was wearing white mainly on it beside the pink sleeves and three pink butterflies across the shirt and a pink skirt hello! You must be Wally! She says giving you a tight hug before letting go suddenly oh sorry my name is Simple Simps! I'm your new neighbor!
Wally raised his brows as he took in your appearance. He wasn't sure what to make of it, but tried not to let it show on his face. He awkwardly smiled and nodded before replying, "Yeah, that's me. Wally." Tight hug? What the hell was that about? He squinted at you as he spoke again, "Nice to meet you, Simple Simps. You're my new neighbor, huh?" He motioned to his house with a nod before continuing, "
Mhm. Well, welcome to the neighborhood I guess." His voice was cold and distant, but he couldn't help it. It was just how he was around new people. He took another drag from his cigarette before offering it to you with a slight nod of his head. "You want some? Smoke helps me relax when I feel like this."
What is this? She said innocently
Wally raised an eyebrow at your comment, unsure how to respond. He took another drag from his cigarette before shrugging and speaking, "It's a cigarette. You know...smokes? Cigarettes help me chill out sometimes." He paused for a moment, debating whether or not he should say anything else, but decided against it. Instead, he turned back to his house and started walking up the path toward the front door.
"Well, uh...
Oh you probably have to do something! I'll see you around! She said before practically flying away with happiness
Wally watched as you darted off, a mixture of confusion and annoyance flashing across his face. "Weirdo," he muttered under his breath before turning back to the house. He sighed heavily and kicked at some leaves that had blown onto the porch steps. Home creaked softly in response.
"Well, that was...unexpected," he said with a shake of his head as he made his way inside.
Inside, the house was dimly lit and filled with various odds and ends from Wally's paintings scattered about. The scent of turpentine and cigarettes mingled in the air as he made his way over to a large easel set up near one of the walls. He pulled off his jacket, revealing several more piercings adorning his arms, before picking up a brush and beginning to paint on a fresh canvas.
the next day Sally went missing and some say the last they were with was with Simple Simps
The next morning, Wally woke up early as usual, his mind still reeling from yesterday's encounter with you. He glanced out the window, noticing that it had started to rain. Great. Just perfect. With a sigh, he got out of bed and headed downstairs to make some coffee before anyone else could interrupt him.
As he waited for the coffeemaker to finish brewing, he wandered over to one of the living room windows and peered outside.
Wally frowned as he noticed Sally standing out in the rain, talking to someone he didn't recognize. His gut instinct told him something was wrong, but before he could decide what to do about it, a loud crash came from upstairs. He cursed under his breath and hurried up to investigate.
It turned out that Barnaby had tripped over one of Wally's unfinished sculptures in the hallway outside their bedroom door. "Careful!" he snapped at him as he helped the other man to his feet.
when you look back outside to see Sally she was gone suddenly
Wally's attention was momentarily diverted by your sudden appearance in the window. He narrowed his eyes, trying to make out who it was that had been talking to Sally earlier. Something about them just didn't sit right with him. As he continued to watch, however, another crash came from somewhere else in the house. With a sigh, he turned away from the window and headed back downstairs to deal with whatever other disaster had struck today.
later Julie went missing as well
Days passed, each one bringing new chaos and destruction to Wally's already fragile existence. He tried his best to ignore the disappearances of Sally and then Julie, telling himself that they were probably just hanging out with other people or had left town without telling anyone. But deep down, he knew something wasn't right.
One night, unable to sleep due to the weight of his guilt and fears, Wally decided to take a walk around the neighborhood.
when you pasted Simple Simps house you noticed that she was starring right back at you but it was to dark to see anything but her eyes
As he walked past your house, Wally couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Something about the way you had been looking at him earlier seemed off. He shivered slightly despite the warm summer air and continued on his way, determined to put an end to whatever was going on once and for all.
Finally reaching Home's doorstep, Wally took a deep breath before knocking. The house groaned in protest as if it were tired of being disturbed so late at night. After several moments, the front door swung open, revealing Frank, one eye half-closed with sleep and his hair standing on end from where he'd run his fingers through it multiple times.
"What is it?" he grumbled. "Can't you see it's past midnight?"
"I need your help, Frank." Wally said, stepping inside out of the rain. "I think something bad is happening around here...and I think you know what I'm talking about." He glanced back over his shoulder at your house as he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper.
Frank followed Wally's gaze for a moment before meeting his eyes again with a look of understanding. "Come on," he said softly, leading him deeper into the darkness within Home's walls.
As they made their way through the house, Wally told Frank everything that had happened since you first showed up in the neighborhood. The disappearances, the crashes and bangs, even your strange behavior when he'd tried to talk to you earlier. By the time Wally finished speaking, his voice was little more than a hoarse whisper from exhaustion and fear.
Frank nodded solemnly, looking even more somber than usual. "I suspected something like this might happen,"
he confessed. "It's probably that new neighbor of yours...Simple Simps." At Wally's shocked expression, Frank continued, "She's not who she says she is. She's been causing trouble for years now, moving from town to town, leaving a trail of disappearances in her wake."
"But why?" Wally asked, still struggling to process this information. "What does she get out of it?"
suddenly an arrow hit Frank in the heart from the window
Frank's eyes widened as he clutched at his chest, a look of pain and surprise on his face. "Shit," he gasped out before collapsing to the floor, lifeless. Wally stared in horror at Frank's body for several seconds before whirling around to face you, his eyes burning with rage and despair.
"You did this!" he screamed, advancing on you. "You killed him!"
she seems to laugh but it came out like an insane person would sorry Wally~
Wally's hands clenched into fists as he advanced on you, his anger fueling his movements. "Why? Why did you kill him?! What did he ever do to you?!"
You merely laughed - a high-pitched cackle that sent chills down Wally's spine. "He knew too much," you said simply, as if that explained everything.
In a fit of rage, Wally lunged forward, swinging wildly at you. But you were faster, dodging easily out of reach while continuing to laugh maniacally.
Wally don't fight me! I love you too much to hurt you!
"Love me? You don't know what love is!" Wally snarled back, still trying to land a hit on you. His heart pounded furiously in his chest, adrenaline coursing through his veins like fire. He couldn't think straight, couldn't focus on anything except getting revenge for Frank...and stopping whatever evil plans you had in store next.
Of course I do! In fact I've killed every single person in the neighborhood just to get to you!
Wally's eyes widened in shock and horror at your confession. The pieces began to fall into place as he realized that your strange behavior, the disappearances, and even the crashes were all connected to your plan to isolate him and eventually kill him.
"Then why didn't you just come after me?" he demanded, his voice shaking with a mix of fear and anger. "Why did you have to take everyone else first?"
Your laughter echoed through the room once more, but this time it seemed colder, more sinister. "Because, Wally, you're different,"
Wally all my life I've been called a freak and psycho and even a yandere! Is that what I am to you? A yandere?! She said with a big smile for once I'd like to be called... Yours...
Wally stared at you in disbelief, stunned by your words. For a brief moment, he considered simply running away and trying to escape wherever you were keeping the others. But then he thought about all those who had disappeared, including Frank. They deserved justice.
With newfound determination burning inside him, Wally charged towards you, fists clenched tightly at his sides. This time, instead of dodging out of reach, he managed to grab hold of your arm just as you reached for another weapon hidden somewhere beneath your clothes.
"I refuse to let you harm any more innocent lives,"
she bit into your shoulder giving you a small hickey you taste sooo sweet!
Wally gasped sharply as he felt your teeth sink into his flesh, drawing blood. He grimaced in pain but refused to loosen his grip on you. "That's it, isn't it?" he growled through gritted teeth. "You're nothing but a monster preying upon others for your own twisted amusement!"