Tom smirked, twirling an unnecessarily large knife in his blood stained fingers. Crimson painted the supposed to be dark blue walls. The phrase 'I love you' was scribbled in blood wherever possible. A rather large box had been placed on the floor, decorated in sickeningly pink wrapping paper and red ribbon. It was surrounded in a circle of blood and various body parts in an almost ritualistic way.

Tom thought it was the perfect gift for his love on Valentines Day. I mean, nothing could possibly beat decomposing human body parts, am I right?

A knock sounded through the house, pulling Tom out of his thoughts. It was soon followed by the noise of the door opening.

"Tom?" A soft voice called out.

"Come upstairs~" Tom purred in response, trying to keep back his excitement as to not give away the gory surprise. In a few moments time, his bedroom door soon creaked open to reveal a certain Norwegian.

Tom watched as Tord glanced around the room, having made no comment yet. He sat down the knife and went over to intertwine their hands, noticing a present in Tord's other hand.

"Do you like it?" He asked.

A smile made its way to Tord's face, "I love it, darling. It's perfect."

Not a hint of concern could be seen on either of the males faces as they both leaned in, pressing their lips together in a passionate kiss. Who would've known that such a horror movie like scene was normal for psychopathic monsters. Tord reluctantly pulled away, causing Tom to whine childishly in response, "Oh, hush and take this present." He giggled as he pushed a wrapped box into his lover's hands.

Tom huffed, "You better open mine too." He gestured over to the pink box laying on the ground. Tord went over and picked it up, being mindful not to step on any body parts strewn about. Tom pulled Tord onto the bed before sitting in his lap and starting to unwrap the gift. Tord tried not to laugh at the adorable idiot that was his boyfriend as he began to unwrap his present as well.

Inside each box was a similar gift. A cute Valentine's Day card, some chocolates, various heart shaped candies, and you can't forget the severed head of your boyfriends close friend. Tord pulled out the severed head of Matt, his eyes permanently widened in fear and his skin cold to the touch. He held the remains of Matt close to his chest, smiling in such an unsettling way as he watched Tom take out Edd's bloody head.

"Aw, thank you Tordy!~ You know me so well." He cooed as he kissed Tord's cheek.

"No, thank you kitten. If you didn't finally get rid of him I would've done so myself." And yet again their lips met.

Tom wrapped his bloody arms around Tord's waist as they kissed. The two heads of their once close friends fell to the floor, but neither Tom nor Tord seemed to notice.

Neither did Tord notice a knife being held against his neck

until it was too late.