(I did NOT make glitchtale or Undertale and I'm making a disclaimer to let you know that, this disclaimer, the one you're reading)
ChaosPheory #2
The One Where 'Betty' Talks About Her Feelings
As time passed Betty grew accustomed to her new prison life, it was rather easy as there really wasn't much to get accustomed to. Every now and then they would slip trays of food and water through a slot in the door for her and Zack, once or twice they turned the lights off and told them to go to sleep, but often they weren't really hungry or tired. Often Betty would try to start a conversation with her cellmate. Sadly neither of them had anything to talk about, not to mention that Zack wasn't a very conversational person. The moments when Betty first came here were the most talkative he's been, but from what she was able to get out of him he arrived here the same way she did, waking up in this room with no memory of any sort of past life.
After another 'day' passed the lady dressed as a nurse came, and asked Betty to follow her,
"Would you please come with me dear?" she said with a smile
But her eyes were filled with the intent to hit her, or perhaps just leave her here to rot, however she still opened the door and beckoned Betty to follow. She did, and soon she was being led through a hallway more static and white then the room had been. After following the nurse lady for some time she noticed another pair of footprints following them, chancing a look behind her she noticed a man wearing a rathe stately uniform as well as a very weird pair of goggles, the right lense was red while the left one was blue. He was holding a firearm of some sort which was aimed at her back, and his trigger finger twitched as if he was just waiting for her to try something so he could make the shot. Eventually, they made it to a door located at some point in the hallway, the nurse lady opened it.
"Doctor McBean, we have Betty here for you to see,"
she called.
"Thank you miss Hanover. Betty, come in please" a voice from inside responded, and so Betty entered, with the nurse lady and the soldier guy on her heels. Inside there was a therapist couch in front of a small wooden desk where a man with curly black hair and a goatee sat looking over a paper of some sort. He looked up at the assembled party of Betty, soldier guy, and nurse lady then got up and walked over,
"Ah, there you are Betty, I've wanted so much to see you," he said giving Betty one of the huge fake smiles that nurse lady was so fond of
"Miss Hanover and Mister Donahue, you are excused".
The two people behind Betty began to take their leave,
"Just yell if you need me," said soldier guy (who Betty could only assume was Donahue) right before closing the door.
"Great, now that that's done" he pulled an office chair out from behind his desk and wheeled it over next to the couch
"I am Doctor James McBean, psychiatrist, now if you could please lay down" he gestured at the couch.
Betty thought it'd be best if she did as she was told for now, with so many people who looked as if they were going to kill her at any moment and all, and she might even be able to get some answers out of this. She laid on the couch as told
"Thank you, now do you have any questions before we begin"
Betty had several questions, but one was a bit more pressing than the rest
"why am I here?"
McBean's eyes went wide,
"Ah yes, the great question of our time, are we really just the result of so many improbable events or is there really someone up there. Personally, I am of the idea that there is a designer to the des…"
"No I mean, here in particular" she interrupted
"Oh" Mcbean sounded noticeably disappointed, "I thought you remembered, you are here because a NiceCream truck accidentally hit …"
"Can you please stop that"
McBean raised an eyebrow
"Stop what?"
"Lying to me"
She looked him in the eye
"I know this place isn't a hospital, I know you're never going to let me go, and I definitely know that nothing you tell me is true, so can you just say what's going on here without any of the 'hit by a flying NiceCream' stuff because you're not fooling anyone."
McBean's smile disappeared, and the hate in his eyes burned,
"Well, I have news for you Bete Noir, You're not either"
Betty's confidence faded
"I don't know how, but someone upstairs thinks that you can change, or maybe become more human, atone for your sins"
He towered over her in a threatening manner
"But the rest of us know better, we know that you are and always will be this slimy little creature who pretends to have a soul, and what we do with creatures like you"
He walked to the door
"MISTER DONAHUE." Donahue wasted no time in coming in and readying his weapon. Mcbean pointed at Betty,
"Punish her."
Betty panicked, she jumped out of the couch and ran out the hall, bumping into miss Hanover on the way. Donahue leveled his gun
"Stun Bullet: Vision Shot."
Betty felt an intense pain in her back as a loud bang came from Donahue's gun, then her body began to feel numb. As she tried to crawl away, a hand grabbed her ankle and dragged her back to the room,
"Careful mister Donahue if she dies we'll be in a lot of trouble," McBean said with a sneer, obviously enjoying Bett's suffering.
"Relax doc, I've been getting at this magic weapon thing" he lifted Bett's shirt showing Mcbean her back.
"See, not a scratch, but she'll sure feel like she was shot"
McBean's grin deepened,
"Well, in that case, she's still twitching could you shoot her one more time," he asked like a four-year-old
"I really shouldn't"
"Please don't" Betty whimpered
Donahue cocked his gun
"But ok"