Srom breathed heavily. Panicking. What had happened?

Wilson was unconscious, in his Slitheen form, close to death, and the Slitheen disguised as the teacher Davis was… He was dead. A foul stench clinged to the air - the smell of death in the family. Srom almost started to cry - family was everything to a Slitheen - before finding his composure. He whipped off his brown plaid jacket and flung it to the side, leaving his floral shirt to cover his belly, as he rushed as fast as he could over to Wilson.

"Brother? Speak to me!" Srom cried out, as Wilson's eyes started to flicker open, the inky-blackness of his pupils starting to come to life.

"Oh.. B-brother, it is you… I thought you wanted nothing to do with our p-plan…" Wilson coughed tremendously as he tried to speak, getting caught up by his own words as he did so. "I find it vexing that you would… COugh COUGH… come here in such a time of need.."

"Well, you lot did cause a power outage… you turned my darn telly off! You know how much I love my telly Vex Frep Fex Crive…" Srom chuckled, smiling slightly as if to take away from the dire situation, though the attempt landed flat on its face.

"Yes, I know. You and your pathetic… humanistic needs…" Wilson, truly known as Vex, struggled up, wobbling on his feet as he took a look around before seeing the desecrated corpse of his other brother. He let out a cry of anguish at losing his brother and closest friend, sobbing into Srom's human suit's shoulder. "Whyyy?! To Pawoex… Why did this have to happen?..." Srom exclaims, tortured, before stepping back suddenly. "It was you, wasn't it Srom! You did this!"

Srom was taken aback by the whiplash of the sudden accusation hurled at him. "Um, excuse me?! I would never dare harm one of our own. Not my brother, Vex! Never!"

"And yet you love your human suit, that old, fat man. You've barely even been out of him since we got here! You love human life so much you would rather stay here and live as some lowly human than support our plan to get rich!" bellowed Wilson, growling having extended his claws with a sharp shling sound, getting ready to attack.

"Oh my days. Mate, I just like playing on these human trinkets and living life! There's no need to go from crying on my shoulder to suddenly accusing me when the higher chance is it was just your machine doo-hickey. I get you're distraught, so am I, but…" Srom uttered out in a display of bravado and confidence that Wilson, or Vex rather, had never seen from him before. The moment was quite a tense one, before… *BFRRaaPppmmtTTTTBFRRTt….*

Srom let out one belter of a fart.

It broke the tension, and both Srom in his human suit and Wilson in his Slitheen form broke into a giggly laughter. Tears rolled down both their cheeks as they both fell to the floor, crying in both pain and relief - a relief that they knew they could trust each other. They were both family, after all, no matter their differences. Those differences were not extreme enough to tear them apart, and in fact could now join them together more than ever before.

Now? They had a goal. Find what happened to Davis - and it would not take long to achieve it…

CRASH! A sound could be heard from the school cafeteria. Both David and Srom perked up, with the latter sniffing the air. Almost at the same time, both of them said what was on their mind:

"Human!"

Rushing up the basement steps, they found themselves next to the stairs, where the door to the basement was located. Srom swiftly locked the door behind them, ensuring it would not be tampered with, as Davis grunted and started to rush towards the cafeteria in an almost animalistic-esque bound, the running style of a Slitheen on a hunt! Srom cackled, almost wanting to deny his brother the fun of the hunt, but knowing full well that he needed to stay in the suit for a bit longer to avenge his brother.

The doors to the cafeteria smashed open as the Davis Slitheen smashed himself against the doors, leaving them swinging, barely on their hinges any more. He sniffed the air, and turned his head towards a figure behind the cafeteria. It wielded a small bucket and squeeze bottles, and trembled in fear at seeing the awakened green creature. "GET BACK!" the figure exclaimed. It was seemingly a girl of some sort, based on the voice, though a kitchen light amidst the darkness of the cafeteria blurred out their proper features.

Davis cackled. "What have you got there girlie, vinegar?"

"GIRLIE? I'll have you know I'm more than just s-some mere girlie, you gross oversized gasbag! I'm Alexis, the girlfriend of Jake, the person you murdered! I saw it with my own eyes! You were so focused on… on what you did, you didn't even smell me. Hah!" The girl declared almost triumphantly, but still with a sense of fear.

Davis stopped giggling. Their composure dropped almost immediately, turning into a twisted frown. "So you killed my brother in a revenge plot then, hmm?"

Y-yeah! I was hanging out, to get you. You had both been knocked out by your stupid machine, and when I realised as much I went in there and managed to get one of you! But… I couldn't get you. By the time I had figured everything out, I.."

Davis took a step forward as if approaching a dangerous and armed criminal, despite clearly having the power advantage. "My other brother arrived."

"Yeah! And now I'm gonna get both of you, too!" She exclaimed, wielding her squeeze bottle of vinegar almost like a dagger, twirling it effortlessly.

"You sure are a confident human girl… Not as confident as a Slitheen child your age, of course. They would have killed both of us and then the intruder in one fell swoop, wouldn't have even considered hiding!" Davis gloated, before rushing at her. His rush attempt was squandered by her shooting some vinegar at him, which he swiftly dodged - they had almost swapped positions, and he could now make her out more clearly. She had blonde hair, with a giant grey baggy hoodie to go alongside her black school uniform trousers. She had clearly planned this out quite well… Her jade green eyes were dampened by the darkness of the cafeteria, and yet hers still pierced back through the deep blacks of Davis' own. She glared intently at her green nemesis, before bolting it outside. Davis was stunned by her bravery, despite having mocked it earlier, and sniffed the air. He could smell Srom, who was in waiting.

Turning a corner towards the nearby fire exit, Alexis sprinted towards it. If she couldn't kill them, she'd just escape - or at least know where to go to escape. She shoved her hands against the fire exit, banging it wildly - it was shut. Something must've been blocking it from the other side!... And then she turned around.

"Oh, hello! Are you lost, miss? It's no use to be here after dark, y'know. Your parents must be missing you!" inquired a calm, gentle Srom.

"YOU!", Alexis screamed, knowing full well who was in that skin. "You're another one of those creatures! Those skinwalkers!" She sputtered out…

"Wait, what? What the heck are you doing about miss? I just help with maintenance, and there's been a local blackout so I came to check everything in the school was working and up to code." Srom spoke in a measured tone, making sure not to rile her up.

"No! I know.. I saw you!.." she started to sputter out, before her eyes focused on something behind the strange, fat old man. "Oh my god. You've brought him."

Srom looked curiously at her, before turning around. His "fright" was palpable, as he bellowed out a tremendous scream, winking at Davis, before quickly turning and running at the girl in a panic. "Help me! Open that damned door, sweetie!"

Confused, Alexis watched as the Slitheen started to crouch to the floor and bound forwards on its claws and legs. She turned back towards the door and bashed at it, and bashed at it, and bashed at it! Until…

Crrrrrrkkk… the door swung open with a creak, as if it was unlocked the entire time. Before she had time to ponder, Alexis turned back, where the Slitheen had it's giant claw around the old man's neck.

"Run. Never come back, never bother us, never talk about us - as if they'd believe you anyway. Or I will kill this old fool, and then you!" Barked Davis, playing into the bluff that Srom had concocted during the cafeteria encounter. Srom decided that revenge in cold blood wasn't necessary - just scare her off. And that they did. She ran away with her tail between her legs, all the way home. Srom smashed the exit door shut and smirked at Davis.

"Worked, huh? Remote unlock. I press a button and hey presto, the door is open!" Srom smiled and took a bow.

Davis rolled his eyes. "And you put an electronic lock on a fire door… because?"

"For fun! Is… is that not fun? Do humans not do that for fun?" Inquired Srom, with an almost puppy-like quality.

His Slitheen brother sighed. "No. They do not. But… who am I to stop you from trying to have fun like a human would? I… need to accept you're just like that, I guess."

Srom chuckled and offered a beaming grin. "Yep! You do! And heck, you know what? Since we didn't kill her and just scared the pits out of her, why don't we get out true revenge another way?"

Davis raised an eyebrow, before it clicked. "You… want to help? You want to finish what Pawoex and I started? Complete the machine, destroy this planet?"

Srom patted his brother on his giant, green arm. "Yep! Though… only half the planet. The other half can stay. I'm sure that works, right? It can work with only half a planet, yeah?"

"No. No it can't. But I appreciate the optimism… brother." declared Davis.

And for once, he really meant "brother". Despite the loss of the Slitheen known on Earth by Wilson, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"To many more hunts!" Yelled Davis.

"To many more hunts!" repeated Srom, proudly.

They both let out a giant fart - *BfrrrAPPTT* - laughing and giggling and keeping each other tight before going off to continue what they had started.

They were about to end the world. For fun. Not just for profit.