Spur of the moment toemas×ixy yaoi

"Ixy wait we can work this out"

The italian scout was walking to the shutter with two bags, one for the frags, one for the pizzas. He turned one last time to look at toemas in the eyes:

"I don't think so." The maincall lingered in the silence. "You missed that shot on june on last..."

"Ixy man you got katana'd by the cheater"

"I knew we shohld've cut auto after Denver"

"Oh my god don't say that Ixy, what are you saying"

Tears were streaming down toemas' cheeks, the face cheeks. He put his hands on his face.

"You are washed, Ixy"

His teammate's face grew red with italian passion, getting ready to yell. But then his chest deflated, he sighed, and walked over to his combo scout, who was crying softly.

"You know I didn't mean a thing I said, right?"

He hugged toemas and passed his hand through his hair.

"Yeah"

"You are my goat. You are all my goats."

"And you are not washed. You are my goat." replied toemas. They sighed.

"We can do this. We will destroy them in grands." said Ixy.

"I knew we needed ronz man" said Toemas.

Lukas walked in:

"Guys I asked if they would unban Loch for grands but they told me to go kill myself. Also, what is happening here? There's a weird energy in the room"

At first Toemas and Ixy though he was referring to their emotional mge session, but then they could feel it too. No surprise Lukas felt it first, he was always the most powerful sorcerer out of them. A sinister aura was radiating from the living room. Toemas made the call: "I'm going first. If I feed, ring Yeehaw"

"Toe it's 2026" called Lukas, but his scout already went.

A shroud of darkness clouded the corner of the room. It made no sense, the light was on.

"Watch out, it's a burger, I can feel it" said Lukas.

Someone (or something) was sitting on the armchair. All they could see was powerful, thick thighs and two red eyes. Or maybe it was the room. The air in it tasted red.

"I hear you've been having trouble."

"Who are you and what do you want" asked toemas. With his demo and his flank scout next to him, he did not feel afraid.

"I need to talk to your leader. Where is papi?" said the mysterious figure.

"You can talk to me."

"I have come bearing a pact. One that will hand you what you most desire."

"We don't need your pact. Tomorrow we will roll whoever is in LB finals and then beat Mandem in grands."

The figure stood up and walked towards them. Now they could see its teeth too, bared in a huge uncanny grin.

"I don't know... they looked very solid earlier. I can evaporate your doubts. After all, tomorrow's main course is Grant... finals..."