I think evan and gang have a very in depth fascination with horror media.
Horror movies, ARGs ironically enough, internet horror stories.Something I remember vividly in my childhood was happy tree friends.
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“Ok babe, whaya wanna show me, lay it on me”
Evan pat his chest in a reassuring motion, smile showing his teeth.
It was apparent that every time Evan found out he didn't know every little thing about you, he was intrigued.
You weren't planning on diving into a childhood rabbit hole of gore fest cartoon animals that you weren't sure if it was the writer's poorly disguised fetish or the morbid mind of an artist.
You also don't remember it being this messy.
Evan started to secretly doubt you when the opening theme played, cute cartoon creatures jumping around and looking like they were having a good time, things little kids could mistake as a safe space.
Looking up the show hadn't been a hassle at all, they still sold copies of it at the local library.
Four minutes hadn't passed before a realistic heart was shoved out of a green lollipop squirrel, the scene moving on like nothing was amiss.
“What. The. Fuck??” His shock surprised you.
You were used to Evan discussing zombies movies and the preparations if a zombie apocalypse ever did happen.
He made sure to let you know he would defend your survival with his life.
“I told you it was fucked up” You giggled in deceit, you knew just saying ‘fucked up’ didn't truly live up to the name of ‘Happy Tree Friends’ it was tug of war between if you wanted him to be genuinely disgusted, a nonverbal ‘see I can like fucked up things too, I'm not a pretty princess’ or if you truly forgot how into it the show went with it's torture of the poor bastards.
“The yellow one just got crushed!” He exclaimed, hand that was spread over your thigh gripped onto you in excitement. He would never judge you for growing up with this type of content, this was his type of party.
It's been a while since you've been able to hang out with him.
Between the mutilation of one of his closest friends and the mysterious disappearance of Jeff's brother, the world finally calmed down and just let you two have a night inside for yourself. Away from Slenderman and that bald white thing you've dubbed ‘Long Legs’
Evan tapped your leg, attention still focused solely on the screen, reflection shown through his eyes made you want to take a photo for aesthetic purposes.
“Which one’s yours?”
You made a confused noise, looking back at the show before turning away again, this was about his reaction for you. To something that played a piece in creating who you are as a person.
“Which is your favorite?” He asked again, voice soft with curiosity, finally looking at you.
Humming for a moment, you contemplate the question for his sake.
Lumpy is iconic. Nutty is a silly blorbo. The mole is cool. “Rowan”
His head jerked back in confusion, jaw ticking side to side so his brain could work, all you could think about was how cute the mannerism was.
“There's a mime character that comes up later, he's a cutie” You expanded.
“Yeah? I can be a mime”
He was always trying so hard, that might be the reason why you’d give him all the time in your day.
“Who’s yours?”
“Flippy”
Ironic.
He didn't know what the fuck Evan was making him watch but he was…enjoying it.
He hates to admit that the one thing he and the caveman have in common were their love of horror and sharp objects, major difference in who was on the end of that sharp object obviously.
More surprisingly was your close attachment to the series, Evan being blind to your clear beg for approval, watching his facial expressions closely. Cute Rabbit.
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