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Brutal Valentines	By : Jaberwolky Category: +M through R > Metalocalypse > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2083 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: No I do not own Metalocalypse or any of it's characters. Obviously I'm not makng any money for my smut

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Chapter 10- love woes
Told by-Skwisgaar

4:30pm

My fingers fly silently across my Gibson explorer as I lay back on my bed spacing out. I hear a knock on my door

“Skwisgaar are yous dere?” Toki calls out.

I freeze, I'm torn between wanting to hang out with him and being afraid where it will lead. “This is dildos! Valentine's or not it's just Toki. I'm sure I can refrain from seducing stupid Toki.” I whisper to myself

I stand up; about to call out to him, when a paper slides under my door. I walk over and scoop it up. It's one of Toki's valentines. Despite being made of dildo pasta I can still tell it's Freya and her chariot. I open the card and the simple message written there brings me to my knees. Skwisgaar Jeg elsker deg.

It can't be because Toki made a translation error because he wrote he loves me in dildos Norwegian. How do I deal with this? I pick up my guitar. It’s always been a source comfort but right now I think I could use some extra help. I head out with my guitar firmly clutched in my hand in search of a drink.

Awhile later, I find a large amount of alcohol along with an inebriated red headed drummer at the kitchen table. I pull up a chair beside him and reach for a bottle.

“Heeyy dats my booze. Get yer own.” Pickles moans trying to snatch the bottle back from my hand.

“Yous gots plenties” I tell him opening the bottle and taking a swig.

The alcohol runs down my throat with a familiar burning sensation. After I finish off about a third of the bottle I glance over at Pickles. Normally Pickles is a fairly happy drunk but at the moment he looks like he's near suicidal.

“What's de matters with yous?” I ask Pickles.

He turns a blood shot eye to me. “I've hadda bad day.”

“Ah that is somethingks I would be understandinks.” I sympathize “Valentines day is dildos, makes de people so deys acts all stupids.”

Pickles lets out a humorless laugh “Yea I sure managed ta act stupid taday.”

“Oh whats yous does?” I ask expecting an “I was so drunk I (Guitar rift)” story.

Pickles turns his head down and sighs “I asked Charles ta marry me…an got turned down.”

“Charles? Our managers guys Charles? Seriously?” I laugh “How highs was yous?”

“I wasn't- I was sober. That’s the worst part.” Pickle groans taking another swig of booze.
“What was I thinking? Why did I ever think...I mean we've been tagether a few months now and I've never been happier....and I thought…fuck I don't know what I thought…” Pickles drops his head on the table and I sit in shock.

“Fucks, that's..umm...yous and Charles has been seeinks each others?.” I stammer. (Actually it kinda explains a lot, like that locket with Charlie's picture Pickles wears)

Pickles looks up from the table “Yeah.” His eyes narrow. “You ganna make something of it?”

I shake my head no “Yous is nots the only ones wits....dose kinds of problems, although mine are kinda on da opposite end.”

Pickles cocks one of his pierced eyebrows at me. Embolden by a few more drinks I continue. “I don't knows whats to does. Today, Toki confessed he loves me.”

Pickles took a drink out of his current bottle. “Well duh that's obvious. He's only been following you around like a love struck puppy ferever.”

“Whats you mean? We fights alls the times.” I protest.

“Yea. Between him dressing like you in his tribute band, trying to make sure your TV specials go great, dating chicks that are a carbon copy of ya, Oh and lets see, offering to suck your dick. Seriously dood it's obviously he's crazy about ya.”

“Okays, fines, maybes he has little crush on me.” I admit. “But whats am I’s supposeds to does now that he is tellinks mes? I can't exactly ignore that.”

“Guess dat depends on if yer willing ta admit ya want him or noooooot.” slurs Pickles

That statement causes me to blanch; I mentally assure myself that there’s no way anyone could know about my Toki dreams and masturbation fantasies.

Pfffft I snort, hoping to hide my discomfort. “Whats are yous goinks on abouts? Want Toki? Whys woulds I wants Toki?”

Pickles looks at me rolls his eyes and takes another drink “Watever dood.”

I take a large swig out of a bottle and start fingering the chords to the Duncan's coffee jingle “Besides even ifs I dids wants him; what goods would comes from it? If I fuckseds him, he'd probably would wants a relationships or somethinks.”

“Would dat be such a bad thing?”

Pffft “Can you picture me in dildos relationship?”

Pickles shrugs. “Maybee.”

I shake my head “Won'ts happen.” I go back to playing my guitar trying to block out images of what a relationship with Toki would be like, since I know it would only end with Toki in tears when he found me in bed with someone else. I won't do that to Toki but dam if I know what I will do now that he's gone and given me that valentine.

I turn to Pickles. “So why did managers guy say no?” I ask.

Pickles looks at me. “What?”

“When you asked de managers to marrys you, why dids he says no?”

“Dood I don't know!”

“Wells, what dids he say whens you askeds?” I demand.

“Fuck I didn't ask!”

“Well yous shoulds” I tell him “If you loves him enoughs to marrys him, you should know whys he says no, you shoulds fights for hims.”

“Yer afraid because a guy ya like, says he loves ya and yer encouragin me ta fight fer a relationship with Charles?!”

Touché I sit silently for a moment. Why am I encouraging him? Who knows? Maybe because I want someone to be happy. So, why not try and help him and our crazy kick ass robot lawyer be happy together?

Suddenly a loud blood curdling scream fills the air. It goes on forever; when it stops we sit silent and stunned until Pickles turns to me “Dood was thet Natan?”
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