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Cupcakes
    The air was warm, the sun was shining, and all of bugabuse was having a glorious day. The shoutbox was bustling and crowded. Busy bug abusers were making their busy way through the boards.
    All the bug abusers seemed to have somewhere to be. All, except alex j leon. His place was in the admin section. He freely banned the users, and cleared their posts from the boards. 
    He banned some random selling bugs. The children screaming in joy as they had recently been scammed. He left the boards and went back to his wall. He felt alive
    Then he remembered he had somewhere to be; he was supposed to meet with Toil in real life for the first time in twenty minutes. He'd been so caught up in banning kids he had forgotten.

Toil had asked alex to meet him at 3. he didn’t say why or what they’d be doing, but alex knew that with Toil, it could be anything. 
    he wasn’t sure if he really wanted to go, though. He was so engaged with his banning kids he considered blowing off toil. 
    But, Alex’s conscience got the better of his. he knew that it would hurt toil’s feelings; after all, 
    he said it was going to be something special just for the two of them. he considered it and thought “why not.” What did he have to lose? 
    Heck, it might be more banning. toil might have found a bunch more good users to ban. They had so much fun the last time. 
    alex kicked it into overdrive, mostly to make for lost time, and sped to his appointment.

    When he walked into the restraunt, he was immediately greeted with his host bouncing in excitement.
    “Yay, you’re here, you’re here. I’ve been waiting allll day.” Said the jumping toil.
    “Sorry if I’m a little late, toil.  I was doing my afternoon banning and lost track of time.” alex apologized.
    toil giggled and responded, his tone gleefully reassuring, “Oh that’s ok, you’re here now. What‘s a few more minutes. 
     I’ve been sooooo excited thinking about all fun stuff we’re gonna do, I haven’t stopped bouncing since I woke up. I mean, I almost forgot to breath I’ve been so happy.”

    alex gave a slightly uncomfortable laugh. he always appreciated toil’s friendly, outgoing way of life, but his overabundant enthusiasm almost creeped his out. 
    alex was polite, however. If toil got this worked up, then it must good; whatever it was.
    “So, you ready to get started, alex? I’ve got everything all ready.” Toil said.
    alex psyched hisself up. “ You betcha, toil. what do ya got planed? We gonna ban somebody? I got a couple of good users who contribue often I was thinking about. 
     Or maybe you got some people we could blacklist? Or maybe…”

    “MAKING CUPCAKES!” toil happily announced.
    “Baking”? alex was disappointed. “toil, you know I’m not good baking. Remember the last time?”
    “Oh that’s not a problem at all. I only need your help making them. I’ll be doing most of the work.” toil explained.
    alex thought for about it for a second and replied, “Well, alright, I guess that’s ok. What exactly do need me to do”?
    “That’s the spirit. here you go.” toil handed alex a cupcake.
    alex was puzzled “I thought I was helping you bake.”
    “You will be. I made this one just for you before you got here.
    “So, is this like taste testing or something?”
    “Sorta” toil said.
    alex shrugged and popped the pastry in his mouth. he chewed a bit and swallowed. Not bad.
    “Ok, now what?” alex asked.
    “Now,” toil informed “You take a nap.”
    Upon hearing that, alex felt lightheaded. his world spun and ,seconds later, he dropped to the floor.

    When alex regained conciseness, he found himself in a dark room. he tried to shake his head but found that a leather strap kept it firmly in place. 
     he struggled to move, but the braces around his chest and limbs glued him to the upright planks. his legs were spread wide apart. 
     As he writhed, toil jumped into his line of sight.
    “Goodie, you’re awake. Now we can get started.” he gleefully stated. he was pushing a cart covered with a cloth.
    “toil, what’s going on? I can’t move!” alex said in a worry.
    “Well, duh, you’re tied down.” toil chided “That’s why you can’t move. I didn’t think you needed to told that.”
    “But why? What’s happening? I thought you said I was going to help make cupcakes.”
    “You are helping. You see. I ran out of the special ingredient and I need you to get more.”
    “Special ingredient”? alex was now breathing heavily and starting to panic. “What special ingredient”?
    toil giggled and responded “You, silly”

    alex’s eyes widen, his face contorted in fear. Then he started to laugh ”Woo, really got me there, toiley. I mean, tricking me in to thinking I’m gonna get made to a cupcake. 
    I gotta tell you, this the best prank yet. You win, you’re the best.“
    toil giggled even more. “Aw, thanks alex. But I haven’t done pranks today, so I can’t accept your praise. “
    alex was struggling again. “toil, come on, this isn’t funny.”
    “Then why were you laughing”? toil grabbed the cloth and whipped it off the cart. The top of the tray contained various sharp medical tools and knives carefully organized and ready. 
    There was a medicine bag and several othis objects next to them.

    alex was now in full panic mode. he was starting to hyperventilate. his mind was racing and he tried to reason with toil. “You can’t do this toil! I’m your friend!”
    “I know you are and that’s why I’m so happy that I’ve got you here. We get to share your last moments together, just you and me.” he was skipping again.
    “But, the other bug abusers will wonder where I am. When the scammers pile up, they’ll come looking for me to ban and then you’ll get found out.” alex was desperate.
    “Oh, alex” toil said “don‘t worry, there are plenty of other mods to take care of a few bans. And besides, no will find out. I mean, how long do you think I’ve been doing this?” 
     And with that the lights suddenly came to life and showcased the rest the room.
    “Oh god, no” alex reeled in horror at the image presented to his. The room was decorated with a typical but twisted toil lair. 
    Colorful streamers of dried entrails danced around the ceiling, brightly painted skulls of all sizes were stuck on the walls, and organs done up in pastels filled with helium tied to the backs of chairs.
    The tables and chairs were made of bones and flesh of past bug abusers. alex cringed at the center piece on the table nearest to his. 
    The heads of young bug abusers, their eyes closed like they were sleeping, wearing party hats made from their own skin. he recognized one of them as gigitygoog. 
    his eyes darted back and forth and then gazed up at the patchwork banner hanging from the rafters.  Made from human skin, the words “Life is a potato” were scrawled in red.
 
      alex’s attention was stolen by a party horn unfurling and tickling his nose. he saw toil standing in front of him. The party owner was wearing a dress quilted from donator money. 
       “Like it”? he asked “I made it myself.”
        alex pleaded. “toil please, I’m sorry if I did anything to you. I didn’t mean it. Please let me go. I promise I won’t tell anybody.”
        “Oh alex, you didn’t do anything. It’s just that your number came up and, well, I don’t make rules. We can’t turn back now.”
         alex was tearing up. How could this be happening?
        “Aww don’t be sad alex” toil said “Look this’ll cheer you up. I brought you a friend.”
        Out of seemingly nowhere, toil displayed a white and black painted skull. It was about human sized, but its faced was more scrunched up and rounded.
         alex was freaking out. “Is…is that….is…that bug abuser?”
         “i like it when you fart and the juice comes out” toil mimicked. “I caught his right before he left town. Remember when I left the chatbox for about twenty minutes? 
          alex didn’t have anything to say. he just sobbed and writhed.
   
      “Well” toil said, putting the skull down” that’s enough reminiscing, it’s time to begin.”                             	
     he picked up a scalpel and walked over to alex’s right thigh. Without any flair, he placed the blade an inch above his kneecap and started a circular cut around it. 
his lungs working overtime, alex shouted in pain and tried desperately to pull away. But the braces held his still. Finishing the incision, toil grabbed the curved skinning knife from the tray. 
he worked it under the skin and sliced the skin away from the muscle. alex ground his teeth as he tearfully watched as his flesh came off. toil then moved to the other side and completed his other kneecap. 
Once he was done, toil held up the skin of both kneecaps in front of his friend and started waving them like pompoms. alex just whimpered. his knees burned.

he took anothis whack and hit the target. he swung again and again, blood spraying into the air, but realized he wasn’t getting anywhere. The blade just wasn’t going through the bone.
“Hmm, I guess I forgot to sharpen it. I’ll try something else.” he stated as he tossed the knife over his shoulder; the blade embedding itself in the table.
The crying alex heard the sound of a metal box opening and closing.
“Got it! Say alex, why do they call it a hack saw? It doesn’t hack; hacking is what I was doing with the knife. This is a saw. I don’t get it.”

toil placed the tool over the last attempt. It effortlessly sailed through the bone and skin. The painful feeling of the teeth grinding biting into his made alex want to vomit. 
he watched helplessly as his foot flew over his head and land with a thud on the table.  toil moved to the next and started sawing. alex didn’t struggle this time; he’d given up trying to fight and just cried. 
Then the sawing abruptly paused. toil was only half way done, the foot hanging off by only a sliver.
“Hey alex” he piped up “think fast”

Suddenly, he yanked the foot as hard as he could. The bone snapped but the skin held tight. The pull ripped a long strip flesh down alex’s leg to his rump. 
The unexpected trauma caused his body seize. he felt the warm release between legs as his pelvis tensed up. alex’s loud, unending melody of pain filled the room. Unable to catch his breath, he blacked out.
he awoke with a gasp. The stench of his urine filled his mucus caked nostrils. he saw a very pouty toil removing the adrenaline needle from his chest. Stomping his feet, the frustrated toil lahed out.
“Didn’t anybody teach you any manners? It’s very rude to fall asleep when somebody invites you over to spend time with them. How would like if I came over to your house and went to sleep.
 “Oh I’m sorry alex, you’re boring, I think I’ll take a nap.” You think I like always doing this by myself. I told you how excited I got when I found you were next.
 I was excited to have to a friend be here with me while I worked. But NOOOOO! You’ve got to be inconsiderate. You know, I thought you were tough, I thought you could handle anything.
 I’ve had foals stand up better than you.  Do I have to baby you? Huh? Is that how you want me to remember you, as a baby?”

he stopped to catch his breath. alex blinked and softly cried. his legs were on fire.
toil then popped something red into his mouth and began to chew. he noticed alex was staring at his.
“What?” he asked. “Oh this?” Holding up a piece. “Well, while YOU were asleep, I got a little impatient and helped myself sample. I got it from your leg, you’re not bad. Wanna try some”?
Without waiting for a response, he shoved the strip of meat into the revolted alex’s mouth. he immediately spit it out. toil picked up. “if you didn’t want it, you could have said no.” 
he then ate the discarded snotty morsel. “It’s not like you haven’t had it before.”

Swallowing, he turned his attention to the small can on the tray. he removed the lid, revealing that it was filled with burning coals. Sitting on top of the fire were several large nails. 
alex began to panic again. toil picked up the can and walked over to alex’s left. Carefully picking up a nail and grabbing a hammer, he positioned the spike at the seam between his leg and his hand.
“No! toil NO!” alex screamed. “NO! NO!”
The hammer came down and the nail punctured under his skin. The white hot burning was too much.  alex pulled and thrahed at the brace, his skin rubbed and tore.
toil tried to line up a shot one, but couldn’t find his aim. he let out a frustrated grunt. When he pulled the hammer back to take a wild swing, alex burst out crying and begging.
“PLEASE STOP! PLEASE, PLEASE STOP!”

toil rolled his eyes.  Putting hammer back down, he walked back in front of his friend. he stared pensively at the broken alex.
Bug abuser didn’t even cry this much when he stuck that live cockroach down his throat. toil thought for a minute about what to do next. 
Then there was a sudden spark in his imagination. he grabbed the gear wheel on the rack and laid alex on his back. he moved to alex’s hind legs, bringing the can with his. 
toil picked up the hammer again and he drove a searing piece of metal into the bottom of alex’s hand. alex screamed again: toil put one into the other hand. 

Next he located the small generator on the tray. Tying the copper wires to the nails, he gave alex a wink and flipped the switch. Electricity rocketed through alex’s body. 
The blue admin reacted immediately; body seized, muscles struck taut. his hips thrust skyward and his eyes rolled back. he let out a deep, throat shredding cry.
 toil giggled and danced in place. he turned up the juice. alex convulsed uncontrollably. his bladder emptied once more.
After about five minutes, toil shut off the power. The area smelled lightly of cooked flesh and burnt enamel.  he put alex upright again and tried snap the delirious and drooling human to back to attention.

“alex. Wake up.” alex managed to give his a modicum of weak acknowledgment.
toil reached into the medicine bag and produced and large syringe. “Alright, time for the last round”
alex looked at the needle and toil took that as a question as to what it was.
“Something to take the pain away” he informed as he walked around to alex’s ruined back side. he stuck the needle into the lower part of his spine. alex flinched.
Coming to the front again, he told his friend, “In a few minutes, you won’t be able to feel anything below your ribcage. Then you’ll be able to stay awake to watch the harvest.”
alex started to cry again. “toil” he trembled out.
“Yeah?”
“I want to go home.” alex openly sobbed.
“Yeah, I can see wanting to do that.” The party owner replied. “Sometimes, I just wanna give up, say “I’m done with this mess” and go to bed. But you know what; you can’t shrug off your responsibilities.
 You got to pull yourself up and meet the challenges head on. That’s to the only way you’re gonna get ahead in life.”
alex cried.

Minutes passed and the drug took affect. alex was numb from his chest to his flanks. Aware of this, toil approached with his scalpel. 
With only a smiling glance to alex, he made a long cut across his pelvis just above his crotch. Moving up his body, he drew a similar incision under his ribs. 
One final cut was made down his stomach, connecting the first two.
“Looks like I got my I on you, alex.” 

With a moist, gooey sound, the new door flapped opened. The sight of his own organs and the lack of feeling caused alex’s breathing to intensify. toil sliced open the abdominal sac and grabbed the large intestines. 
Separating it from the rest of the digestive tract and pulling them from the forming cavity, toil was getting jovial and starting making jokes. 
alex, growing weaker from the new source of blood loss, tried to shut out the comedy act. toil was laughing.
“Look at me, I’m Chrisso!” he said, smashing the tube together into the shape of a potato. “Please dont pickpocket me”!

Reaching back in, he cut the smaller intestine off the bowls. Squeezing out the excess excrement, toil filed it through his teeth and dragged it back and forth. “Dentists say you gotta floss every day, alex.”
alex was barely aware of what was going on anymore. The shock was causing his to fade. toil got disappointed. Diving back into the guts, he ramped up his routine.
 “Aw, don’t go yet alex.” he started pulling out the rest of the organs, stopping at each one. “I know I can be a bit boring, but you know I’m just kidney with you. You really got to learn to liver it up. 
Boy, these jokes are getting bladder. Guess ya gotta develop a stomach for them.” 
he placed the discarded body parts into a bucket, keeping the last one for bit longer. “Ooo, bagpipes.” he said, placing the tube in his mouth and the organ in his armpit.
 A spurt of acid hit his tongue. ”Eww. Oh hey, there’s your cupcake, alex.”

alex, didn’t hear his. he had slipped from conciseness minutes ago. toil, not satisfied yet, hit his with anothis adrenaline shot. alex woke up for the last time, his heart jumping. 
his blood flowed out faster; it wouldn’t be long now.
toil put alex on his down his back and straddled his chest, scalpel at the ready.
“Ya know,  alex, I’m disappointed. I thought you would have lasted longer. I really wanted to spend more time with you before we got here. But I guess it’s my fault, I should have taken it a little slower. 
Oh well, it was really was nice knowing you, alex”.
The blade sunk into the blue one’s throat and worked its way up his chin. Coming back down, it circled around his neck. The last thing alex felt was his skin being cut away from his skull, the metal scraping his teeth.
Then he was gone.

toil stared into the mirror. he did a really good job, even keeping the eyelids. he winked, alex winked back. toil smiled.
But still, he was sad that his friend was now gone. It only lasted fifty minutes, not nearly as long as he wanted. 
he looked back the cadaver hanging there in the center of the room, the last of its fluids draining in to the pan. Yup, no more alex.
Then toil cocked his head. he was starting to take notice of the fact that there really wasn’t that much damage. “It fact”, he began to think “I think….” 
An idea exploded in his head. he was good at sewing and he had all the pieces, all he had to do put his back togethis. 
Yeah, just get some stuffing and bingo, he’d have  alex forever. In fact, that’s what he’d do for all his friends when their numbers came up. 
he was so excited, he skipped over to the body with the skinner to get started. The cupcakes can wait; toil had a friend to make.