**Disclaimer** This story is kinda gross, be warned.
Disgust sat at the control panel of Reilly's brain, annoyed with the vegetables displayed on the screen. With the flip of a switch, she directed Reilly to pick at her food. School lunches were so boring, especially with those damned 'healthy' options they served. Sighing and tapping her fingers on the panel, the little green emotion's eyes wandered about.
Joy was busy doing something stupid in the corner with a memory while Sadness laid on the ground sobbing about the pointlessness of all existence. As she scanned the corners of the headquarters, Disgust noticed the marked absence of both Fear and Anger.
"Weird," Disgust thought to herself.
As Disgust turned back to the panel, a shadow appeared behind her. The green emotion let out a squeak while nearly somersaulting in the air. She pivoted to face that big dope known as Fear.
"Fear, don't sneak up on me like that!" she said.
The purple emotion didn't say anything, but instead flashed a toothy grin. It wasn't his usual grin, either. His eyes had an almost demented glimmer.
An uneasy silence followed. Fear continued to lock eyes with Disgust, his manic expression never leaving nor blinking.
"Fear, is everything alright?" asked Disgust.
Fear cocked his head to the left before inching closer to Disgust.
"Fear, you're freaking me out!"
Disgust felt as Fear's hands gripped her shoulders. She screamed as his outrageously long nose brushed against her dainty green skin.
"Fear," started Disgust, her voice barely a whisper.
Before she could get another word out, Fear slammed the green emotion onto the control panel. His purple member throbbed in increasingly tight trousers. He towered over her, mouth salivating.
"The only thing you have to fear, baby, is Fear himself."
Fear pulled Disgust away from the control panel kicking and screaming. Reeling her head around, Disgust shouted at Joy, who was still staring into that damn memory.
"Joy, help me, please!"
Joy simply bobbed her head up and down, singing to herself.
"Hey baby, all you need …"
Disgust flailed harder, trying to break free. She shifted her focus to Sadness.
"Please, please Sadness!" screamed Disgust.
"What's the point? We're all holograms inside the matrix, nothing we do will ever matter," replied Sadness.
Out of options, Disgust pounded her tiny fists into Fear's back, but the purple emotion didn't even seem to notice. The easy, rhythmic bump of Fear's gait contrasted with Disgust's wildly palpitating heart.
Fear paused, looking at a railing of memories mounted to the wall. Confused, Disgust almost asked her captor what he was planning, but stopped when she saw the railing slide open.
The room beyond the rail glowed with the light of a single, failing ceiling lamp. Underneath the lamp sat two figures that Disgust couldn't quite make out. Two faint, red gleams stared out at them from the darkness.
"Anger?!" shouted Disgust.
The red emotion tilted his head back and cackled. An electric buzz sounded as the room flooded with light. The figure on the right looked to be an old stove, prepared with a pot of water. The leftmost silhouette appeared to be some form of machine, similar in a way to a meatgrinder. For a moment, Disgust didn't know what to think. That's when she started to realize what was going to happen.
"You're not.. You're not gonna grind me up. That'd be insane!"
The male emotions laughed as Fear handed Disgust over to Anger.
"Let's get her ready! I'm hungry," said Fear.
"Hold your horses, hold your horses," replied Anger
The gears of the grinder pricked Disgust's dainty little feet as Anger dropped her into the chute. The funnel on the top of the device was just perfectly Disgust-sized. Anger shut the chute off with a large top, casting Disgust once more into darkness.
Anger grunted as he began to twist the grinder's lever. Disgust felt herself being sucked into the gears, which tore and ripped at her flesh. The back of her legs and feet cried with blood while the grinder continued to work her into the assembly. She screamed, but was met only with laughter. Although she'd never know it, both Fear and Anger had begun masturbating.
Disgust writhed in agony as her entire body was consumed by the machine. She pounded the funnel walls, begging the male emotions for mercy.
"Please, God, please! I'm a part of you, please, stop this!"
"Fear can cover your role pretty well, methinks," said Anger.
Disgust cried as the machine engulfed her stomach. She felt as it slurped up her intestines. The pain of every tendon and ligament snapping from her little body one by one made her vision blur. She wanted to vomit, but couldn't find the strength to do so. On the other end, Anger watched with glee as the ground meat snaked out.
Bloody tears dripped from Disgust's eyes, her screams reduced to pained moans. The grinder smashed her skull to pieces, greedily swallowing her brain and eyeballs and turning them into paste.
Fear had already prepped the pot for the chili. Anger gingerly wrapped the green meat into butcher's paper, eager to get his grub on. He handed Fear a healthy chunk of Disgust, which the purple emotion began browning in a pan.
Once the meat had cooked through, it was added to the pot with sauce and spices. After garnishing four bowls with shredded cheese and sour cream, Fear set the table with crackers.
"Alright everybody! Who wants some chilli?!"
Sadness dragged herself to the table while Joy zipped over in a flash. The entire clan, minus Disgust, gathered round for a delicious meal.
And it was the best chili any of them ever had.