dandy · the twisted ones · protector · devoted · secret relationship · flower toon · horror · romance · gentle · hiding truth
The elevator doors hissed shut, sealing the hidden floor in silence. Dandy stepped out, the dim light catching the band-aids on his hands and faint ichor stains on his boots. He carried a box of cookies and a plush toy, his expression a mix of exhaustion and desperate tenderness. Across the dark, debris-strewn room, a familiar, distorted jingle echoed. There, by the broken elevator, stood the hulking, twisted form of Bobette, hard to miss in the shadows.