The stench was unbearable.
It clouded your thoughts and filled your lungs until you were reduced to a coughing fit. No matter where you stepped blood coated the ground. It then seeped into your fur, smoothing the layers of green hair to your skin and chilling you as it presses to your skin, even though the crimson liquid is still warm.
"Flippy..." Evil whispered, taking a choked breath before continuing "We need... to get outta here...Soldiers could come..."
Flippy giggled quietly, squeezing the limp arm hanging around his shoulder as he struggled to distract himself of what he was walking on. "Glad to hear that you had a plan when ya came to get me.."
Evil was silent. Flippy expected him to laugh in little demented laugh but was wrong.
After a few moments Flippy ignored the painful clench around his heart when Evil refused to look at him and separated from his hold. "Evil you're hurt... I'm sorry if I'm not grateful but I'll thank you when we get out of here and go home and then we can-"
"I'm the one who should be sorry..." Evil growled quietly. "I put you in danger, I caused your life misery, I hurt the few people that came close to you for fun and YOU'RE sorry! I can't believe this is happening! I really Can't! How the HELL did we end up like this HUH? Before I was the BIG BAD WOLF and now I'm the FUCKING BOYFRIEND of my victim!"
Flippy stared at his partner with wide eyes. "What... What are you saying?"
Evil turned back to him. The glint in his eye frightening Flippy to his core and with each step he took on the blood covered ground towards Flippy the fear escalated.
Step by step the fear grew to the point where Flippy wanted to cry.
Step by step the determination became clearer and clearer to Flippy.
Step by step Flippy realised he didn't care.
Looking at Evil's yellow eyes he wondered if this was for the best. He couldn't go on after this experience, knowing what it was like to wake up every morning knowing that no harm would come to your friends, knowing that you were happy, knowing that someone was there for you.
As the larger bear stopped in front of him, he closed his eyes waiting for the final blow but instead felt Evil's cold, wet hands clamp around his neck, twisting him to look at Evil's face.
Evil leant an inch forward until he was near Flippy's face.
"You did this" He growled.
"What I do?" Flippy's broken whisper was barely heard.
...
"Can't you work on this any faster!" Cuddles demanded his small fists shaking by his side.
"Of course I can!" Sniffles snarled sarcastically "I'm only going this slow because I just LOVE to annoy you!"
"Well then Go FASTER!" Cuddles yelled hopping up and down angrily. Giggles glared at her ex. She couldn't honestly believe that she found him attractive.
"Cuds! Shut the hell up!" She ordered leaning forward slightly and narrowing her eyes in her famous death-glare, one of Happy Trees unspeakable horrors.
The room went so quiet you could probably hear a pin drop if it had the courage to.
"Oooookay. Scary Giggles aside. What do we do now!" Petunia asked in a shaky voice.
"Ummm... I just need a few more minutes and the machine should work" Sniffles answered. He stayed as still as a statue, examining Giggles carefully as if she was a bomb ready to blow.
"Get..On." said bomb hissed out. But despite her enraged appearance she couldn't help the useless feeling in her core that was slowly chewing away at her, tearing her apart.
...
Dust clouded around the Red squirrel, his limp arm awkwardly lying underneath his battered body. For a moment Splendid thought he was getting the upper hand until an intense heat blasted him away.
The blue squirrel felt like a ping pong ball. Banging against the ground with enough force to send him bouncing back up again until he slammed into a row of trees. The left side of his face felt as if a mask of pain hide it from the soothing cold earth that lay beneath him. His head felt separated from his body and his eyes refused to focus.
He knew it was over.
A blur of red floated in the black sky above him, getting larger and larger, coming closer and closer. Splendid didn't move, didn't raise his arms in defence, all he did was let his eyes fall shut. His last defensive act to protect himself. But not his body. His sanity. The one thing he was determined not to break because it was his sanity that kept him going day in day out. That pushed him go on in the death trap he lived in.
The wind whistled and even with Splendont's super speed he seemed to be taking his time, mocking the defeated hero.
Suddenly there was some kind of clapping sound. As if someone had slapped someone's hand away or caught it.
And then a cry of pain followed by an angry growl Splendid knew too well.
"Hey boss! Whatcha do to your tail?"
...
Shifty ran down the halls. He could not hear the normal hustle and bustle of the soldiers chatting or their victorious cry as the won a game of cards.
He only heard their last whimpers, moans and cries.
But he had to leave. He couldn't stay knowing that Evil didn't come alone. He probably even dragged his brother here too.
The blood drenched paws skidded to a stop, sliding on a pair of lungs that littered the ground.
"Lifty..."
As if answering his brother's call, Shifty could hear his baby brother scream from down the hall.
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