A smile frown appeared on your lips as you looked out into the barren red planet of Heat and Clockwork. He looked out as another Dave appeared in front of him. This Dave was covered in blood with multiple wounds and white eyes. Obviously something fucked up happened to him. You wiped a bead of sweat that was forming on your forehead away. You cleared your throat unaware if you could even trust your own goddamn voice. "Ah shit, did we mess up again?" You asked him. Not exactly sure you wanted to hear what he had to say back.
"This is you in two years-'' he began glaring at you"-you tell me."
You closed your eyes for a second processing what you just hear. "Fucking hell." You breathed. "Please tell me we died with dignity..." You trailed letting everything sink in.
"Nice joke." He spat at you, nothing but spite in his voice. "How the hell did you expect to go out? As some valiant hero?" He asked with heavy sarcasm.
"True." You said your voice so soft you doubt he could hear it. You knew this was true. You were never the hero. John's the hero, hell Bro was a hero but never you. You were just the wannabe, narcissistic, asshole. Always were always will be. Yet you still asked. Hoping that maybe, just maybe you would get the chance to die with the least bit of dignity that again you just maybe deserved. But no, of course not. Why? Because, Dead Dave's tell no tales. When you looked up the Dave was gone and you were left standing there feeling broken. You pushed it away and began to feel numb. Like you always were, numb. You hears the ding of your computer as you received a message from John. You sighed and opened it.
Let me know if you think I should make another chapter, one that's obviously longer, or if you liked this one. It's based off of a picture I saw on facebook so um yeah. Here's the link to the picture: . ?fbid=617375578346588&set=a.406043179479830.99051.381820051902143&type=1&theater Have a beautiful day/night. c:
-PK