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It wasn't common for Jeff to come back so soon from a mission, he would usually goof off somewhere and take a break from the mansion, it being the most annoying place to live in.

Ben watched the cameras with a bored expression, he hated this part of living there, actually contributing to the job. He tolerated it, only because it was what allowed him to stay at the mansion, which was his only way of staying alive, or, at the least, in this world.

Something different happened today.

Jeff came early, an hour earlier than usual, Ben took notice, squinted his eyes at the monitors trying to make sure it was actually Jeff. He started writing down on the computer;

"19:46

Jeff the killer: Status: home"

God, he hated this job. Staring into the woods, waiting for stuff to happen, only for the leaves on the trees to stay still as ever because there were no gusts of wind on this wretched place.

Then he noticed something, Jeff was limping, bloody, but not the usual sort of bloody, he had cuts on his hoodie and looking around, seemingly disoriented. Ben worried and contacted Eyeless Jack,

"Hey man, Jeff came back early"

Eyeless Jack didn't find this worrying at all, and he frankly didn't care,

"He is, uh, limping and shit" Ben was trying to sound casual, non-chalant, like how everyone wants to be nowadays. Deep down, he was worried, Jeff was meant to be one of the best here, not only that, Jeff and Ben were best friends.

Jack sighed, he knew he'd have to patch up Jeff, one of his worst patients. He grabbed his med kit and walked out looking for Jeff, only to find him passed out on the ground.

Jack sighed again and took Jeff in.

Ben was antsy the entire time Jeff was in the mansion's makeshift hospital, but he had to continue his job, writing down whoever came in and out of the mansion.

An hour after Jeff was found on the ground, Ben heard a knock on his door. Startled, he took off and opened the door.

Jeff was there, casual, non-chalant, and most importantly to Ben, alive.

"Dude, What the fuck happened to you?" Ben asked,

"Dude! This asshole had the strenght of a rhyno, he kept stabbing me and hitting me with this metal pipe." Jeff said, as if this were normal

"Bro. What the fuck is wrong with people?" Ben followed up with the same tone.

"I know, right? Anyways," Jeff looked at Ben with the most shit eating grin ever. Ben was hoping Jeff's expression would lead into playing videogames, or at least hanging out while Ben worked.

"EJ told me you were worried about me."

Oh shit.

Jeff started laughing at Ben's face, he looked stupid, and Jeff knew him well enough to know he was right.

"Awww! You care about meee."

"Shut up! No, I don't!" Ben shouted,

"D'awww!" Jeff roughly ruffled Ben's hair, knowing damn well it was true. Afterall, Jeff could be smart from time to time.

Ben grabbed Jeff's hand to keep it still and bit Jeff.

"BRO, WHAT THE FUCK?!" Jeff shouted, as if this was unusual behaviour for their dynamic.

"STOP! RELEASE! UNLATCH!" Jeff then slapped Ben, and he let go.

"Anyways, wanna finish Cuphead today?"

"Bro. Hell yeah."

THE END :Þ

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Sorry if the dialogue was dog shit (and everything else, but mostly the dialogue), I haven't written anything in months and I don't have a lot of friends to practice dialogue :Þ.