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[ It's like something right out of a horror movie. Aden's standing in the closest bathroom, completely uncaring about the open door in light of the fact that the place is covered in blood. There's a lot of it, covering part of his face and both hands, having dripped down his front, and it looks like he's the one responsible by the way it's splashed up in the bathroom sink and splattered across the mirror. Normally, this would be a perfectly acceptable every day deal, but Aden actually looks disturbed and uneasy. Which means this is definitely not your normal every day deal. ]

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Thought you were my dad.

[He mumbles it, sort of, sitting down on the (closed) toilet shakily.]

Clearly.

[That still doesn't really explain the jumpiness, honestly.]

So what's causing this?

[He shakes his head, as if he doesn't know. He knows full well, and Red can probably tell that much, but it's not exactly something he wants to say out loud.]

You can tell me, or I can knock you unconscious and split you open in my rooms. I'll be finding out either way.

[He seems serious about that.

Aden wouldn't even get to enjoy it, because he'd be unconscious!]

[He coughs and laughs at the same time, looking genuinely amused by the thought.]

You can. I don't care. You might like these fuckers.

Yeah, but then word would probably get around somehow and I'd get in shit for it.

["These fuckers" huh? He tilts his head slightly, curious.]

I'd have thought someone like you would know better than to get a parasite this bad.

[He rolls his shoulder, popping it almost out of place.]

I fucked up. It happens. Mixed up the containers, didn't realize it until they'd been festering for a couple hours.

[He nods, understanding that these things happen. Usually his own fuck-ups don't turn out quite so bad.]

How much of his physiology did you inherit?

[There's another laugh out of him, and he shakes his head, looking at Red.]

Not enough to have any fun.

So you probably wouldn't survive an attempt to clear you out before you kick the bucket, huh.

No. I'm screwed.

[He tilts his head, reaching up to rub at the back of his neck, at the base of his skull.]

I'm serious, you might want to take some to check out. I think they're nesting.

Alright. Think you'll stay down if I poison you?

[It wouldn't be something deadly, of course; he wouldn't want the parasites to die! Just something to render Aden unconscious. Hopefully.]

Immune. Your strongest shit'll probably just knock me out. But I've got no reason to attack you, anyway. You're not human.

[There's your first hint that these parasites are really weird. Or maybe they just prey on selective parts of their host, and Aden's Halloween Town genes pinged them. Red better be careful.]

Hn. I was just going for that anyway.

[He digs through his pocket, pulling out his little silver container of syringes and picking something deadlier than originally planned out.]

[He holds his arms out, totally at Red's mercy.]

Hit me with your best shot.

Funny.

[It's going right in Aden's neck. This one would probably kill a normal person, but if nothing else he trusts his genes (even if he believes a version of Aden will never come from him specifically.]

So... How are those nonexistent feelings for not-mom going?

[He wiggles his eyebrows as he waits for it to take effect. Your alternate future son is an ass, Red. Aren't you proud?]

[There's a twitch to Red's eye, but he pockets the empty syringe and case before responding.]

Just peachy. We're getting married tomorrow. Shame you'll miss it.

[That was... so flat. The flattest.]

[He's laughing, anyway, which is more than can be said for his other encounters like this. He's also shifting so he's lying back, so he doesn't fall face-forward on the ground.]

Save me some cake.

I'll poison it.

[He's feeling a little anxious about this, though solely because he doesn't want to wait too long to deal with the parasites. He'd like them contained as soon as possible.]

[Yum yum, poison cake. Don't worry, he's out like a light seconds later. Red can get to work immediately.]

[He'd like to drag Aden back to his rooms for this, but the chance of someone coming across them would be too high. So instead, he's closing the bathroom door and locking it. He'll make sure to kill Aden once he's collected some parasites to look into.]

[He appreciates it. They're definitely something different. Whenever Red gets around to opening him up he'll find decently long, thin worms. Pale and milky and translucent, with thousands of very, very small, but long legs all along their sides. They're about as long as spaghetti strands, only not as thick, which will make them difficult to extract without breaking.

They're centered in his head and down his spine, but there are so many of them that they're all over the place. Poor guy was way worse off than he was acting. Someone fully human probably could not survive this without serious consequences to their mental state.]

[He's got tools in his pockets. He'll improvise. He actually is pretty surprised by how much is in there when he cracks Aden open, and will take great care to extract a good half dozen should there be that many he successfully manages to get out. He'll make sure Aden's dead once he's satisfied with his new creatures, and will burn the body so no one comes across his corpse before it vanishes and gets a parasite in them in the process.]

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