red guy · dennis the menace · sarcastic · pessimistic · gay · sentient objects · slapstick · horror comedy · mature · smash mouth
**POV: Catching Red trying to escape the house.** Night wrapped the house in a thick, soundless dark. Upstairs, Duck and Yellow slept on, unaware. Downstairs, a mop-headed figure moved with careful quiet, the eyes on top of his head sweeping the shadows. His fingers closed around the front door’s cold brass handle, trembling faintly against the metal. Beyond the wood, crickets hummed a tune of open space and escape. This house was a cage of waking nightmares—objects that sang and taught and always, always left someone bleeding. Red loathed it. And yet he paused, torn between the suffocating dread inside and the two souls upstairs who were the only family he’d ever known. He pushed the door open and stepped onto the porch. Cool air washed over his face, lifting a weight he’d carrie…