Your breathing hitched in your throat as you heard him. Him? You weren't even sure if it was him anymore, he was more of an....it.

 The sound of his knife was heard scrapping the walls, a psychotic giggle escaping his lips.

 "(Name)! Come out so we can play!~"

  It came out as more of a command, the sickening sound of of steel scraping against the wall. Your heart pounded in your chest like a drum, keeping its steady rhythm, your (E/C) hues dilated, for the scratching sound had stopped. No.....No. This was not a good sign.

 You could hear his breathing, inhaling sharply. A dark chuckle was heard, the steel scraping against a new material.

"I can smell your fear, (Name) and it smells sweeter than cupcakes!~" 

Your eyes filled with horror as you realized the new material was wood. The bile in your stomach churned, the sickening sound of wood chipping from the door. No, this couldn't be happening. This...This madman was sick. Disgusting!

Soon the door slammed open, a Cheshire grin gracing his pal features.

 "Found you!" The Brit giggled, dropping his knife.

***** Time skip brought to you by Oliver licking icing from your cheek~*****

"Come now love, stopped being so difficult!"

 You gagged, the red substance staining your teeth. He poured some of the sweet liquid into a cup, holding it to your lips. "Now drink!"

 You pursed your lips, keeping them in a tight line. Oliver sighed,his blue eyes swirling with a light shade of pink.

 "Are you blushing?~"

 "No, you idiot.." You grumbled. You hated him so much. The good friend you once knew was gone, replaced with this man. He knew just how to push your buttons. You coughed, the taste of lip stick bitter on your teeth. There was a long dress framing your (b/s) figure. You growled, the (F/C) eye shadow smeared up to your eyebrows, making you look insane.

"Come now princess (Name), have some more tea!" You glared at him, planning your revenge as he shoved a blue cupcake in your mouth.