Lazy and Jealous

This Yuri person was getting on Envy’s nerves. There was probably only one way to make this guy sing. Envy bit into his neck pouring some of his “Mini Me’s” into him. “It looks like Yuri doesn’t want to sing. Well he’ll be doing a solo. One full of screams of agony and pain as my bacteria began to kill him off slowly.” He did a sinister laugh. It was going to be a nice lullaby for him as he still wanted more sleep. “That will be it for tonight. I’ll resume the fun in the morning.” He then looked at his sister. “We can make that man a doll for you when he finally dies.” He said pointing to the douche. “You can do whatever you want with the other two, just please don’t kill them.” He then went back to the couch to finally get some “good” sleep. Instead of dreams of humans laughing at him, he would hear the sounds of their pain and agony.

Sloth knew little poisons that could compare to Envy's own parasites. They were alive, they got into your blood and just killed you from deep within. It was the kind of pain you can't get rid of, you just had to go through it. And for Yuri, he would have to go through it until it finally killed him. Sloth watched him curiously as he continued to scream and yell in his pain. He had very strong vocal chords, it actually made her ears hurt. So she shrugged and turned to her brother. "What about the other two?" she asked him. "Keep them here? Feed them, let them pee?"

Envy sighed and turned back around. He probably wouldn’t hear the end of it if they shit themselves and made a mess all over Sloth’s little hideout. He touched both of them sending “Mini Me” in both of them. These one’s had a different purpose. They would only attack the brain in such a way to induce sleep. He then took both of the chairs and dragged them outside. “There, all taken care of.” He said as he went back to the couch. He wanted to get some more sleep before his record player “broke”.

"Okay. Good night, brother. I'll go get my taxidermy kit." Sloth kissed Envy on the forehead and skipped to her cupboards happily. A new doll for her to play with! And he was really big, too! This would be fun. But then she thought of the other two men. They would need to be ready for when Envy had his turn with them...she knew he didn't like boring toys. So she guessed she would feed them and make sure they had some rest. While they slept outside, bound to their chairs, Sloth tinkered around in the kitchen making them food. She knew she was supposed to be lazy, but being around Envy for so long had caused her own sin to seep out of her and into him. Hence why he was the one sleeping, not her.

Yuri kept screaming and yelling, sometimes sobbing, in pain as the parasites made his body rot from within. Somehow, he could feel it - feel his heart burn, his muscles snap and his blood boil. What was this tormentor before him? A demon?

Envy lay back on the couch again. He just loved the sounds of the Yuri guy in pain. “A little loader I can’t hear you” He said with a laugh. But then, he heard the sounds of someone cooking. He sat up to see it was Sloth. “I got the food situation taken care of. You can take a break and play your video games. It won’t bother me.” He said knowing that she would have to use the T.V. in front of him to play them.

"Oh? Okay then. Thanks brother." Sloth looked at him, sitting on the couch, right across her gaming systems and TV. HE said she could play her games...that meant she could sit with him right? It wouldn't make him mad? Only one way to find out. Sloth went over to the couch and nestled herself by the other end so she could put his feet on her lap. "So, which one are you gonna kill next?" she asked, as casual as if she was discussing the weather. Sloth turned the TV on and sorted through the games she had.

“Ehh, haven’t decided. Probably the one that bores me the quickest” He said closeing his eyes. “Do you have any eggs in the refrigerator? I’m going to need some for the morning.”

Sloth nodded. She had a thing for cakes and omelets, so her fridges were never out of eggs. First of all, she bought a lot of them. As in really, by bulk. Second, she was too lazy to cook most of the time, so the ingredients went untouched. So yeah. Eggs. She nestled herself by his feet and started to play. "You better get to sleep soon, brother. He'll run out of juice soon enough."

Envy gave out a loud yawn. “Very well sis. Good night.” He closed his eye ignoring the flashes the T.V made. He slept their silently and not morning as much as he did before when he had his nightmare. No this one was a nice dream. One of the humans crying in pain.

Sloth easily ignored the screams and curses from the only human in the room. She sensed no love in him, no affection, no mercy - just regret. Regret of all the things he missed out in life, and the regret he felt - and was now feeling - for having to deal with the consequences of being an ass. So his death meant really nothing to her. As she played, Sloth occasionally looked down at her brother and smiled - they were siblings, and though they might not spend that much time with each other, they were still siblings. After a while, she noticed the human getting paler and less verbal... He was going to pass out soon, and so would end Envy's little lullaby.

When the man finally did die, Envy was still fast asleep. The dream he was having was still there so there was no change in his sleeping movements. It wasn’t until sunrise that he awoke again. He gave out a loud yawn, sat up, and looked around for Sloth.

Sloth was snoozing by his feet, the controller on the ground. She had told herself that she would only nap for a few minutes to get her strength up, but to no avail. She had passed out fast asleep as soon as her eyes closed. After the man had died and silence reigned, fatigue dawned on her and she had a hard time keeping her eyes open. "Nghh...zzzzzz...."

Envy saw that she was fast of sleep. This was great! Now he could continue his plan to make a surprise breakfast for her (since he knew she didn’t like to work). He got up carefully as to not wake Sloth up. He went to the kitchen and took the eggs out of the refrigerator. He didn’t know why, but in this body he had a sort of liking to eggs. He started preparing the eggs in his favorite manner, scrambled. He couldn’t wait to see the look on Sloth’s face when she awoke to the smells of breakfast.

"Nya...nyan?" Sloth sniffed the air as she dreamed. What was that - that beautiful, succulent smell? So tempting, so delicious, it could impregnate the very air it wafted through. She groaned and so did her tummy - damn she was hungry. So Sloth sat up, already drooling from what she thought the smell was coming from. Eggs! Eggs... Scrambled or sunny side up she wondered? Sloth sleepily got off the couch and made her way to the kitchen, a zombie-like way in her steps.

Same old sister, too lazy even to wake up. He set a place of eggs unto the table to see if she would pick it up while she was sleep walking. Envy thought that this could be amusing.

"Ahhhh....tamago?" Eggs...she smelled them. They were close! She could practically feel their warmth already. So she followed it, how a moth was attracted to a flame - She somehow managed to sit at the table in her sleep and lull a little before face planting into the plate of eggs.

Envy couldn’t help but to give a small laugh out loud. But he had some “business” to attend to before his dear sister woke up. He left her and her plate of eggs and went outside with his own. The two men were still out there asleep. It was time to do a few things to them while everyone was asleep.

"Ahhh....eggs?" Sloth purred and rubbed her face in the plate of yellow goodness, though the blistering heat did burn her a little. But her S&M fetishes kicked in and the pain turned to pleasure, making her purr even more and snuggled into the plate. Soft snores were heard outside - the men were clearly enjoying their peaceful, dreamless rest knowing that they had a hard future before them.

Envy shut the door behind him. What he was about to do was going to be graphic and he didn’t what Sloth to see it. He then started transforming his hand into a blade again. He was going to give his new toy’s the worst good morning they had ever had in there life. A moment later screams of pain could be heard. They were so loud that a normal person would jump right out of bed from it. But Sloth wasn’t normal, and so Envy guessed that even this wouldn’t wake her up. “Good Morning” He said with a smile as both of the men's lower quadrants started to bleed.

"Aaahhhhhh....eggs." Sloth cooed as she rubbed her face in the plate and slept there for a while. A plate of eggs didn't make that much of a good pillow. Oh well. Sloth was a heavy sleeper, of course, so the screams of flimsy humans wouldn't wake her. Just make her giggle in her dreams.

The men watched in horror as the sharp, cold blades pierced though their skin and flesh and cut them up - and There, nonetheless. The sounds they were making were both of fear and pain. "Plea let us go," they begged. "Please."

“Why!? Do you have somewhere to go!?” He said with another laugh. He grabbed a chair and started eating his eggs in front of his toys. This of course was to torture them further.

Though they were both scared shitless, they were starving for food. Sloth didn't get the chance to feed them and Envy definitely wouldn't, so they hadn't had any form of replenishment in over 12 hours. Watching Envy devour that warm, delicious-looking egg was making them drool. "Can..can we please have some," the chubby one begged. "Please, we're starving."

“We!?” Envy stood up as if he was going to do something to them. This was just to scare them more. “What about you? Are you hungry!?” He said to the other trying to make it look like a bad thing. Eventually he was going to kill one depending on one factor. Which one when backed into a corner was going to fight back and which one will be the submissive slave. The slave gets to die while the fighter gets to live.

They both flinched from the sudden sound. They didn't really expect that. But hey, Envy was dangerous and unpredictable and they knew they wouldn't be getting out of this unscathed. The skinny one with the glasses shook his head rapidly, too scared to utter a single word. They would behave, they would be quiet. The two of them shared a look before staring at their respective feet. This would end with one of them dead. That, they were sure of.

Sloth sat up with a jolt and sneezed, toppling the chair and sending herself onto the hard, cold floor. "Uwaaaaa....hey, how did I get here?!"

“Fine. You want some food well here you go.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a raw egg. He smashed it in his hand making the yoke spill all over the place. He then reached for the fatty’s neck and forced him to open it. He poured the contents shell and all into his mouth. “Chew and swallow” He ordered putting his hand on the man’s mouth so that he wouldn’t spit it out.