"I won't be able to pick you up, but I think you get the point by now." The raspy voice said over the transceiver. "Just make sure to get home before your dad does, or he'll throw a fit." Susie pulled the phone away to sniffle and clear her throat.

"Alright. Bye." She hung up and put her phone back in her pocket. Still she sat outside the school, unmoving for about half an hour. She figured she would just walk home, as there was no real reason to be out and doing much of anything. Right now, all Susie wanted to do was go home, lay in bed, and curl up into a ball to never be seen again. But her pride wouldn't let her. She'd been humiliated for the last time, she thought, getting up to her feet and brushing the gravel off her hands.

"They wanna beat the dog, huh? They wanna play pretend with me? Fuck them." She mumbled as she pushed the doors open. "Let's see how they handle talking to my fucking face." She jerked her neck to the side, cracking it. "He wants to play big bad knight? Fine. But he's gotta slay the dragon to get the prince."

Ralsei hit the ground on his hands and knees, reeling from the heavy shove he was just given. He looked up at Kris with fear and confusion as the human walked closer and closer to him, not thinking to move away. "Why did you do that, Kris? Was I just being clumsy? Sorry." His voice was soft and low.

"Stop apologizing." It sounded more like an order than reassurance. "It's frustrating me." They sat down above Ralsei, their knees going on either side of his waist.

"O-Oh, um…" He struggled to not apologize for apologizing. "But, I feel like saying sorry for that one would be justified, right?" Ralsei squeaked out, desperately trying to get Kris back on his side. "Are you mad at me, Kris? If it will make you feel better, you could vent at me. O-Or we could go take it out on the dummy."

They growled and clenched their fists, the metal of their gauntlets scraping against themselves with a horrible noise. "What, you think you're too good for me?"

Ralsei tried to scoot out from under him, finding the position to be rather awkward. "It's not that, Kris." He sighed. "I just don't feel that way about you. I'm s…" He stopped himself, but the punch to his snout would have cut him off anyway. His hands shot to his face, holding his nose.

"No! You shut your mouth. I DESERVE this after all the stuff I put up with!" They were almost drooling with how angry they were, as if the entitlement they felt was leaking out of Kris's body. "After all the things I have done for you, this is how you repay me? What do you want from me?!" They yelled in his teary face.

"I...I don't know, Kris…" His nose was bleeding onto his fur, staining the white fur red. "I don't know what I can do to help you." His wrists were grabbed harshly and pinned to the ground.

"You know what you can do. You can give me the attention that I deserve from you." They said from behind clenched teeth. "Do you not want me to feel loved? Is that it?"

"N...no! I do! B-But I don't think I'd be the person to do that for you. I really do care for you, and I like having you as my friend a lot...e-even though I never really had one, um, you're like a brother to me."

Kris let go of Ralsei's wrists, letting him take his hands up to his snout and slowly heal it. "You know Ralsei, you're right. You are like a brother to me."

Their hands went around Ralsei's neck.

"You steal my happiness from me." They looked calm, but they were too strong for Ralsei to push them away.

"You make me rely on you, then you rip everything away." The grip tightened. Ralsei couldn't breathe.

"You trick me into feeling like I'm worth something, then break it all down!" They shook him, putting all their weight onto the goat's neck. He batted at Kris's arms, trying desperately to get him off or gasp for air.

"I HATE YOU, ASRIEL. EVEN MORE THAN I HATE HIM." Ralsei felt his lungs burning inside his chest, hurting worse and worse. He wished that Susie were here. He wished that he was strong enough to not have to rely on her for protection. Ralsei felt his hope draining with his life, trying to drown out the deranged human yelling at him with happy thoughts. Luckily, they were fresh in his mind, and the only ones he could recall. He grew lightheaded, and he felt his eyes begin to glaze over. All he could think of is that if only he had treated his friends better, this wouldn't be happening right now. He thought of Susie, and remembered all the times they had to warn their enemies about her with fondness, wishing he could go back to those times.

But part of him refused to lay down and take it, trying to channel Susie's courage for just one second. He was a hero of legend dang it, but more importantly, he still had to make those cakes.

Like a lunging cobra, Ralsei's scarf lurched at Kris's face and flailed about wildly. The tiny edges lining the fabric cut his face up, making them fall to their back.

"What did you do?!" They held their face, feeling pain wash over it as the cuts began to bleed. "You...you're so mean!" They doubled over.

Ralsei gasped for air and held his throat, coughing and crawling away from his aggressor. It hurt almost unbearably to breathe, and he didn't have anything to say.

But Kris's injuries were easier to recover from quickly, and they got to their feet with one hand on their face. "After I open my heart to you, you do this?" They drew their sword, and fear lit up in Ralsei's eyes.

But as soon as they drew it they suddenly reeled back and launched their sword towards the far wall. Kris looked just as confused as Ralsei. "What...no. You did not just do that! Why is everyone always against me?!" They stamped their feet like they were having a tantrum. Ralsei just tried to get as much distance as he could without drawing attention. As Ralsei stood up, Kris turned their attention back over to him. "Fine, I don't need that anyway." They growled and began to approach Ralsei once again.

"Kris, please get away from me." Ralsei managed to squeak out through the pain. They didn't listen, or even seem to hear him. Once again, Ralsei struck at them with his scarf, this time leaving a single gash in their face. He tried to aim carefully as Kris was wearing his armor, but it was difficult in his current state. Luckily, it was enough to repel him.

They quickly began to cower, going to the ground and covering their head with their hands. The slightest bit of resistance had brought Kris to their knees, beginning to choke up. Ralsei was too sentimental to stand the antagonism anymore. "Kris, why would you try to...I thought we were friends."

"I'm so tired, Ralsei. I just want someone to love me like everyone else. I'm so lonely." Their words made Ralsei lower his guard.

"You're tired?" He muttered to himself, still holding his neck. He was able to use healing magic, albeit weakly, outside of battle, but his other spells relied more on being fired up. Ironically, this made him remember a way he could end this fight.

Ralsei casts Pacify!

And with Kris going quiet and falling to their front on the floor, it was over. Ralsei collapsed onto the sofa, and tried to slow the beat of his heart just to catch a breath or two. But something made his ears perk up.

The body was moving.

It got to its feet and Ralsei's heart felt as if it stopped beating out of shock, waiting in anticipation with him. He jumped up and ran out by the doorway, watching from outside. It slowly felt the chestplate that it donned and lifted it off itself, leaving Kris in just the tight undershirt. Ralsei held his breath. It stuck its arm out slowly and robotically, clasping at the air.

Crack, crack, crack.

With a bloodcurdling scream it thrusted downwards to its chest, looking to punch right through the skin and yank out a red, glowing heart. Ralsei finally realized what was going on, and felt sick to his stomach. He was never talking to Kris. The human turned towards Ralsei and began to walk towards him, making him back away in fear. But it just walked right past him, and into the kitchen. Ralsei looked at the soul, and saw there was a look of pain upon Kris's face from how hard he clenched the soul in his hand. The soul was fighting and vibrating, almost as if it was rabid. He watched Kris dig around the cabinets and drawers silently, eventually finding a jar. Calmly, he unscrewed the lid, placed the soul inside, and screwed it back up tight. His head swayed back and forth, looking back up at Ralsei with a bloodied face.

Ralsei would have fainted if every part of his body wasn't screaming at him to be on guard, instead staring like a deer in headlights. Neither of them said a word to each other, as Ralsei was much too poisoned with fear of the unknown.

Kris put the jar in a sack and tied it shut, placing it onto the floor next to him as he laid down. He brushed the hair out of his eyes and shut them, his breathing slowing down as his face stung with pain. Kris was too tired to care about it too much, and it showed. He looked like he hadn't slept in days.

"Kris…?" Ralsei finally broke the silence between them, cautiously approaching Kris. The sack beside him rolled around and shook violently, but it was unable to break free. He was asleep, and looked to be at peace.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Ralsei just about screamed from the sudden noise coming from his front door. A loud and forceful pounding making the whole thing shake. He looked down at Kris and quickly ran over to the door.

"You fuckers better be ready, I'm eatin' human tonight." She laughed deviously, her raspy wheeze almost audible through the door. She didn't even know for sure if Kris was fucking with her or not, but she didn't care. Her insecurity wanted blood. She wanted carnage. Rage is the easiest thing to feel.

The door opened, and her tongue hung out of her mouth with hunger. For once, Susie was going to do something back to the world, and unleash years of pent up anger and hatred onto it. At least she would have if she could find it. It had all seemed to disappear when the goat at the door suddenly clung to her and buried his face into her shoulder.