Why?

I do not own these two hotties. I wish I did though.
By the way: If there is anything spelled wrong, I do not mind if you tell me. I also don't mind it when people tell me what's wrong with it. It helps me do better.

Why?

Dr. Herman Einstein walked into his motel room, happy and ever so relieved to be away from that wacky, possibly insane, Brewster family. The young doctor opened the fridge and got some whine, or, as he referred to as, “Drink!” and grabbed a large beer mug from the cupboard.
He happily sat down then turned on the tv, it turned out Charlie Chaplin was doing a funny skit on Adolf Hitler, of which made the Dr. Bust of laughing so hard that he started crying. After that, it was The Honeymooners fallowed by All Through The Night. The next thing he knew, it was getting late and he was feeling very tired and drowsy.
He yawned and stretched. “Aye.” he sighed. “Tomorrow I will start looking for some work I am really good at. Like a Bartender. Friendly people, lots of talking and many drinks!” he said happily, then, suddenly, his eyes widened. “...Oh, but there is no work around here.” a small pause, then, a sparkle in his big brown eyes. “I will go to Canada! The county is still knew and booming. I predict I will do well there!”
Now that he had his mind made up, and was now clam, cool an relaxed. His life was going to be happy for now on, just the way he wanted it. No more running into random people and making random sergeries or plastic surgery. When he was being the Dr., he had no idea what he was doing whatsoever, hell, he was scared of blood and the insides of one’s body. So scared that he needed to get drunk in order to complete the surgery. Somehow-he was always successful with all of this, well, until a few days ago. That Brewster family. That Jonathan Breasted. Jonathan Breasted...., that name nor face would ever escape his mind or memories. Oh, lord, the trouble the two got into. Killing thirteen people just because they ticked off Jonathan, and the Dr was always dragged into it, and dragged into helping “Johnny”. However.....he didn’t mind lots of this. No, he didn’t like the killing, the running, the surgery, the risk of being thrown in prision, the risk of his reputation being slaughtered, of him being depicted as being cruel and in-humane. It was that Johnathan...there was something about the man. While others where frightened by him, the Dr. was not, rather, he was good friends with him, and by being good friends with such a man-it meant he could warn people not to provoke him. Many times people listed to him...many others, no, and in the end was a big mess of which they had to clean and cover up.
Well, that was all over. Now he would start his life anew.
The little doctor stumbled into his bedroom and flopped on the bed, the, curled up into a little ball. Once again, he yannd, fallowed by closeing his eyes and everything turning black, taking him to a different world. Suddenly....
Knock, knock.
“Neh?” The little man asked, eyes slowly openning.
“Mr. Eighnstin, you have a visiter.”
His eyes widened. “......Oh...a.....” He then got up and walked towards the door. “Who is it?” he asked.
“I don’t know, sir, but he said he wanted to see you. Says you two are bussiness partners.” said the bellhop.
“....Ok, send him in.”
“Right.”
The doctor bowed his head then leaned against the door. What was he thinking? He didn’t know who the bellhop was talking about, so why did he let him in? He didn’t know, he was to tiered. Suddenly.....
Knock, knock.

Another wrap on the door. Herman sighed, stood streightt up, turned towards the door and asked, “Who is it?”
“Open the door.” Said a low, almost chilling voice.
Herman’s eyes widened and he froze. “J......Johnny?” he asked. “Johnny is that you?”
“Of course, Dr. Who else does it sound like?” he asked.
“....Oh, nothing. One moment, please.” The young man then oppened the door, letting his friend in, then, locked it again. “Johnny, I thought you were in Happy Dail....with the nice, well, crazy old ladies, yes?”
“Pttt.” Joanathan rolled his eyes. “They tried to, they reallllly did. But I managed to get the hell out of there.” a small pause. “You have no idea how much phycos there are out there, and they fill up the hole place!”
“....Well, Johnny..” Herman said quietly. “You are not very well yourself, you know....”
A sharp glare. “What was that?” he growled.
“...Well, Johnny...just because people get you mad, or upset, doesn’t mean you have to kill them.”
“Ba. Lots of them where asking for it for a long time. Frankly, I’m the only one who knows that.”
“....Johnny, please...um....how about we stop talking about that. Now...why are you here?” he asked sotfly.
“Our deal, Doctor. You remember that, don’t you?.....You remember what you did to me. Don’t you?” he approtched his doctor His eyes now more tense and piercing then ever. Eyes digging into the poor doctor. “You remember, don’t you?” he growled.
They where now up close, face to face, nose to nose.
“You and your stupid beer and whine!!! You just had to screw up my face! Didn’t you? You just had to make an ass of yourself and be as drunk as possible!!”
“Oh, Johnny I did not maen to....” Herman said quietly. “You know I did not maen to. You know I am afraid of the blood and the organs and the....oh, I can not even decribe it.” his eyes where watering. “Johnny, please...” he begged. “You know I didn’t mean to do any wrong. I just saw that Karloff movie before the operation and then I had a drink. When I was drunk....all I could think about was Frankinstine, that face....it was so frightning. I could not get it out. It would not escape me!!” He bowed his head. “I am sorry Johnny. I am sorry!!”
Joahnathan then grabbed the short man by the chin, forcing his eyes to look into his dark tunnels. “Which...” he hissed. “Is why you have to fix it.”
“...Oh, but Johnny.....I do not want to go back to that. I do not want to see the blood or the inside. I only wish to be a bartender.”
Johanathan’s eyes widened. “...What?” The older man asked. “You would rather be a bartender then fix your mistake from your old job?”
“Johnny, I never wished to be a doctor. I want to be a bartender, and tomarro I am going to Canada to fulfil my dream!” He said happily.
“Oi.” Johanathan shook his head. “You and the drinks. That’s all you can think about, isn’t it?” he asked. “It’s always about the drinks.”
“...Well, they are nice.” Herman smiled happily. He then looks up at Joahnathan. “And, besides. You do not look bad, just a few scars, nothing that a little Makeup can’t fix.”
“Makeup?” Johanathan growled. “That’s why your supposed to fix your mistake! So I don’t have to wear any mack-up! So I don’t have to run around looking like Boris Karloff!!”
Porr little Herman had a confused look on his face and eyes. He then tilted his head like an owl. “Who said you had to run around?” he asked.
“AGGGG!!!” The older man turned around. “It’s like talking to a child....or dog.”

“I am sorry Johnny. But, really, what is the big deal?” he asked.
“Everything!!” he hissed. “In case you forget.....Because of this stupid face you gave me, everyone knows who I am!! EVERYONE! I can’t go answer without people knowing who I am! It’s either “Oh look, it’s Boris Karloff!” Or, “There’s that guy who’s wanted!” My life is a living hell because of you!!”
“....Johnny, I just explained to you what happened.....and it is your fault as well. If you didn’t go around killing everything idiot you see, you wouldn’t need to be unreconised! Nor be in this perdicument”
“And if you weren’t drunk!!!......”
“ENOUGH!!!” Herman yelled. “I do not want to here anymore!! I am through with you, Johnny. I want nothing to do with you no more!! No more!!.....Even for a final sergery.” he then turned around. “Please, go now.”
“...Doctor, what are you talking about?” Johanathan asked. “Do you really think I kept you around just disburse myself once and a while?” he was now right behind the short man.
Herman stood where he was, knowing the other’s presense. He then bowed his head, his eyes looking back. “Isn’t it?” he asked. “You have to admit, that’s damn well all we did. Moreso...I had no choice in the matter. I found you absolutly frightning when provoked.” a small pause. “But I at least know why it was good to stay with you. You may not have payed me a cent, but you did give me shelter and the needing nessesities.” his head went lower. “I just......I never wanted to get into this sort of bussiness, Johnny. And then you wanted help in your killings and that made everything worse. A lot worse. You not only forced me into all the things I hated, you made them last longer....the pictures remaining in my head.”
“Yes, but lots of those killings I could not cover up by myself.”
“Then why did you kill them? At least if you’d beat them up, you could get away and make a point that you were ticked off. But kill them? Honestly, Johnny. It is senseless....just like...” he froze. “Oh, ah, I forget.”
“No, you were going to say something.”
“It’s ok, I forget.”
Johanathan walked in front of him, then looked him in the eyes. “Finish.” he said, deeply. “If you can not finish your surgical mistake, then at least finish a damn sentince.”
Big brown eyes starred into dark, cole eyes. “.....Many times you got mad at me, Johnny.....and many times, many times....you where more angry with me then the people you killed. Then when it came to me being intoxicated while operating on...turning you into a Karloff look-alike...you were so very angry. Almost ready to kill me....” his eyes were turning glassy. He then looked up at the tall man, who was bending down, eyeing at him. “...Johnny.....Why didn’t you kill me?” he asked.
“I had and have my reasons, doctor.”
“....Why didn’t you kill me? Why don’t you kill me now?”
“I told you, doctor. I have my reasons.”
Herman sock his head. “And they are?” he asked.
“You need to fix your mistake.”
“For crying out Johnny......YOU WHERE ALWAYS, ALWAYS MAD AT ME BEFORE THE MISTAKE!” he both hissed and growled. “.....But then you’d cool down and would pretend nothing happened. You never even laid a hand on me.” his voice changed soft and quite. “Why?....Was it to amuse yourself? An expariment to see how such a weak mind could handle so much blood shed and torture?” he hissed. “WHY?” the next thing he knew, his eyes were filling up with water. He couldn’t take it, he had to know.
“Doctor, you are over-exagerating. Taking things out of perspective.”

“No I am not!!....”
Silence.
“.....Johnny, please.....before we depart I would at least like to know the reason why.”
Depart....
Depart....
Johanathan froze. There was something about that word he didn’t like. Just then, he grabbed the shorter man by the shirt collar and pulled him over.
“We are not departing, doctor!! You know why as much as I do!!!”
Brown, big pop-eyes where now filled with question. “.....No, no I don’t...” a pause. “Why?”
“Because.....”
“Don’t say I owe you anything!” he snapped. “If I really did have to fix your face so ergintly-then why did we not do that months ago? Eh? Why not do it a long time ago? And do not say it was because we where running from the police.” he said quietly. “....We ran from them a long time ago. We had plenty of time. So.....why did you keep me? Why do you still want me around?” his eyes starred into the older man’s, now like big puppy-dog eyes. “Why do you not kill me?.....Like you did with so many others......”
“I have my reasons.” a deep growl. “And you know them.”
“No....I...don’t!!.....TELL ME, DAMMIT!!! TELL ME!!!” he shouted. “.....For the love of God, at least stop tortureing me with this question....” that was it. He couldn’t say another word, his throught was now sore. If there was anything the doctor hated, it was yelling. He was a man who had a soft, gentle, quite personality as well as voice. He didn’t like anger.
“..You want to know why? Hu? You want to know my reasons why I keep you around? Why I don’t want you to leave?.....” The older man said quietly.
“...Yes.....” he whispered.
“....No matter how disturbing it may be?” Johanathan asked.
“...Yes....”
“Even if it’s evil, possibly worse then murder?” he asked.
“For the love of God....YES!!...please, just tell me......”
“Alright then....”
There was a long silence. Suddenly....Joahnathan pulled Herman even closer, roughly, almost like an animal, then kissed him. Soon enough, he pushed the younger man away.
Jonathan was frozen, Herman, highly confused.
“What does that tell you?” the Breasted asked.
Herman’s eyes became more pop-eyed then ever. He kept starring at the older man, non stop. Finally, he had the words come to him. “.....You love me?” he asked.
“Duh.”
The short man moved right beside then other. “....Is that why you got mad at me so much?” he asked. “Does that explain me being with you?”
“I just told you!!”
“.....Yeah, I guess you did.....I’m just a little....” his head bowed. Johanathan then approched him, then wrappe dhis arms around his waist.
“Frightened, confused?” he asked.
“.....Errr......can you be intoxicated when you are not drunk?” Herman asked.
“Ah....I have know idea.”
“Oh....” his voice was quite. “...Because I feel drunk right now.....” he turn looked up at Joahnathan, eyes big. “...I guess it’s another way for describing very confused.”
Johanathan held him tighter. “...Yeah, that might be it.”

The younger man then turned around. “....So...you are coming with me then?” he asked.
“What?”
“...Well, you just said, and explianed and....”
“We are not living togeather and we are not a couple. Doctor” Joahnathan snapped. “Number one: It is forbidden. Number two, it’s a sin, and major sin. And number three....we can be killed.” he paused. “And....I just told you why.”
“Johnny” Herman smirked. “I think killing is a bigger sin then love. Compared to murder, this nothing.” a small pause. “And...We’ve been living togeather for many years now.”
Johanathan shook his head. “So?”
“So....we can just pretend like we used to. Only this time, we are roomates. As for being with each other all the time, work and after work...there is the ‘bussness partner’s thing’.” he smiled. “You work on one job and I will work on another. And besides.” he laughed. “No one will know either of us in Canada! We are just immigrants, newcomers. We can make up some knew names and identities.” he chirped. “If we could pull it all off for twenty years without knowing anything. We can pull it off for God only knows how long-with knowing!”
There was a long pause. Then, Jonathan nipped Herman’s ear sharply.
“Alright then, Doctor. You’re the smart one....when your not drinking.”
He laughed. “It’s Herman, Johnny.” he smiled. “....My name is Herman, not Doctor.”
Johanathan smirked. “Alright, then, Herman. Then I don’t suppose you mind me preforming some surgery of my own.” a mischivious grin came across his face.
Once again, Herman’s eyes widened. “...Ah...w....what kind of suergery are you talking abo-”
Suddenly, there was more nipping along his ear, then later, both ears. Fallowed by kissing upand down his neck, lip, then fourhead. Then....almost in an animalistic, lustful way, he started taking off Herman’s cloths. The jacket came of roughly, the shirt, fast and swift, only being able to here the buttons becoming undone. Then came then pants. Johanthan’s hand reached for the doctor’s belt while he was kissing him, eyes closed. Just then....while they where kissing like mad men-the Bellhop came in.
“Mr. Einstien, I....I.....I....ye.youu....I...” he stutered. Then froze.
Johanathan was second to freze. His eyes shot open and his lips removed form his partner. As for little Herman...his eyes were closed and he kept trying to reach up and kiss the older man.
“...I.....I...What’s the hell is going on here?”The Bellhop screamed.
“Pardon me sir, I am deeply sorry for you having o see that.” Johanathan approched the Bellhop, his eyes glaring, and shifting around. “My friend here is very drunk. I am afraid he does not know what he is doing.”
“.....I can imagine....”
“Yes. Very drunk. So drunk that he was just chaseing me around the room calling me Mary Aster.”
“..That is bad.”
“Indeed.”
“Well....sorry to bother you two. I just came to tell the doctor that if he wants any tea, there’s a fresh one being brewed.”
Joahanthen looked at Herman and smirked evilly. “Yes, bring some in. He’s going to need it.” an eyebrow rose.
“Right away, sir’s!” he Bellhop chirped happily, then took off.
Johnathan walked towards Herman, eyes looking down.
“....I guess we should wait until we are in complete privicy.” the younger man whispered.
“Quite obvious.”
“..Heh....heh.....”
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It was now the next day.
Johanathan and Herman were at Niargra falls getting tickets to go to Ontario. Herman was smiling happily once he had then tickets, then..a small frown came upon his face.
“What’s wrong?” Joahnathan asked.
“Oh.....we will be on the train for quite a few days, Johnny...” his eyes grew bigger. “We haven’t even had time for a second go.”
“Oh...I don’t know about that.” Joahnathan smirked, eyes peering into the nerby alleyway. “When does our train leave?”
“At 3:30.”
“Perfect! C’mon” He theng rabbed the little man by the wrist and they rushed into the alleyway like they were running from a mob. Once in there, Herman had an evil smirk on his fac,e his eyes michivous looking.
“Now this is better then your old job!” he said happily.
“Don’t I know it......”
Meanwhile, in the same location, right beside the borders of Niagra falls. Mortimer Brewster and his new wife were trying to get a taxi to take them to their hoonymoon destination. Sadnly, there was no taxi in sight.
“Wait here, darling.” Mortimer said. “I’ll go look for a taxi and I’ll be right back!”
“Alright Mortimer”
And with that, Mortimer took of and ran all over the place. Sadly, he coulnd’t find any taxi in sight. Just then....he dcided to run down an allyway. The same allway that crazy Johnny and Herman where in. Uh oh. The poor man was blocked by tow men moaning and kissing passinotly, Johanithan pulling Hermna in more and more, and Hermna, just getting right into it. Moritmer froze, eyes widerned, his face still. Then.....
“MMMMMMMM! MMMMMMMMMM!!! MMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” he screamed, then, took of running like a speeding bullet, right past his wife.
“Mortimer!!” his wife scremed.
“MMMMMMMMMMMMM!”
“Mortimer!!” she screamed again.”
He froze, now halfway up the road.
“Where are you going?”
She asked.
“TO HAPPY DAIL!!!” he screamed, then....continued running like hell.
“Hu?” his wife asked.
Meanwhile, back in the allway.
Johanathan and Herman stopped kissing, looked around, then looked at each other.
“What the hell was that?” Johanathan asked.
“...I have know idea.”
Both looked at each other again, then shrugged their shoulders. “Meh.” they both said.

The End