Who Ya Gonna Call?!

Priestly "accidentally" spilled hot coffee all over Trevor's face.

Trevor sobbed in the corner.

"MY BEAUTIFUL FACE!"

Priestly stretched nonchalantly, standing up.

"Wow man, you might wanna do something about that."

"JUST LEAVE I HATE YOU." He sobbed.

He shrugged, walking away.

"Have fun with your ghosts, Trevor~ I'm off to pick up a frisky lady or two, I'm in the mood for sex--coffee does that to me."

[[BWE SHOULD BRING BACK MARSY PIE 8DDDD Oh BTW his real name is Cyprus. He can come back and Priestly can molest him some more CCCCC:]]

((OTAY YOU START 8D))

In just a few days, Mars had come crawling back like the little sheltered teenager he was. He knocked on Priestly's door early in the morning, since he hadn't been able to sleep for the last few days anyway.

Priestly threw open the door.

"Goddammit, Trevor, I told you, if we haven't--" He blinked, surprised to see Mars.

"...Mars Bar, what are you doing back so soon? You need me already?"

He blushed slightly.

"I don't need you. I was, just..." He frowned, realizing that was about right. "...never mind."

"Oh. Then why are you here?" He leaned against the door frame, showing off his body; he was, after all, clad in only his boxer-briefs.

Mars crossed his arms.

"Well, I was just in the neighborhood..." He lied completely unconvincingly.

"Aaaaaand?~" he asked, grinning.

"Stop looking so smug!" He snapped angrily. Calmer he added, "...I just decided that maybe living on my own is...not right."

He stepped aside.

"Come on in, then."

Mars stepped inside happily.

"Do you have food?" He asked somewhat sheepishly. He'd barely eaten anything over the past few days so he was quite hungry...

He laughed.

"I'll make us breakfast. So, how was living on your own?" He patted Mars's butt before leading him into the kitchen.

For once, Mars didn't say anything about Priestly's molestation of him.

"It was...terrible..." He admitted, looking off to the side. "...I hated it."

He shrugged.

"Well, you're home now, right? It's good to have you back."

He sighed.

"I used to live in such a big house, with such a big family...I don't like being alone, I guess." He was talking more to himself than Priestly. Mainly he was trying to justify moving back in with Priestly as being something other than just purely his own desire. Really, that's all it was, though; Mars really missed Priestly.

He raised an eyebrow at Mars.

"So, what'll it be--breakfast, a bath, or me?"

"Breakfast." He replied with a straight face. "That's it."

Priestly moved closer, kissing Mars on the forehead.

"But you look so cold."

He pushed him away, though he didn't spazz out, despite the fact that he looked close to spazzing out.

"I'm fine." He replied, though his face had gotten slightly more red from that.

He held up his hand, making groping motions.

"Come on, I can help you out~~~"