This fanfic was probably caused by TheRealHoldim talking about Sweedy. All the time. Everyday.

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Sweet Tooth swore as he shoved the key into the door, holding his free hand against his temple. Every little noise made his head pound, the little click of the lock was usually unnoticeable, but tonight it sounded like a gunshot.
He couldn't believe he'd been beaten. This had been planned out so carefully, the warhead, the hot chocolate. Everything was perfect.
It just didn't make sense.
He was just lucky that he didn't actually fall in, he'd managed to hook onto the edge and pull himself out, most of the injuries were from the fall afterwards. One of the goons had found him and brought him home. He couldn't remember who it was, but that didn't really matter, they were all idiots anyway.
As he opened the door he braced himself for the shriek that came with it. Candy was stood there with an overly cheerful grin on her face.
"SweeTart! Where were you? It's been hours!" Her smile faltered as Sweet Tooth looked over at her.
Candy looked shocked and scared, he couldn't really blame her. He wasn't exactly a pretty sight. Sweet Tooth was yet to see the full damage, but he could feel a searing pain down his leg and his hands were covered in little scratch marks.
"What happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it…" His girlfriend moved closer, he could see the tears forming in her eyes.
" Look, what happened? You're a mess" Her hand moved towards his face, he flinched away. "Just let me look-"
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" He took whatever candy was in his pocket (a bounty that he never got to pun with) and threw it in her direction. The sweet didn't hurt her physically, but emotionally it crushed her. She turned her back on him, stammering out an apology.

Sweet Tooth grabbed hold of her shoulder and spun her round, Candy winced under the pain but was surprised to find that the grip loosened quite quickly.
"I can't do this anymore" His voice was sincere, the insane quality was gone. "It's just… I spend ages planning, and it all just fails!"
He went to sit down on the sofa and put his head in his hands, he found them smeared with blood.
" How can I face the rest of the Rogues after THIS. I know they're all a bunch of airheads, but I want respect. I don't have any friends, No family. I just have people who fear me and now…. even they won't help me. I'm alone, I have no one."
Candy came and sat next to him and put her head on his shoulder

"You have me"

"Yeah…" They sat in silence for a while, simply enjoying each other's company. Candy was the first to get up.

"Come on, let's get you cleaned up" Sweet Tooth smiled to himself as Candy wandered off to find the first aid kit, Her tutu bouncing up when she walked, a glimmer of happiness in her eyes.

Maybe he wasn't alone afterall…