Underjump Chapter 7
Together We Stand
Knowing what's coming next, you sigh. "For me, it was pretty normal and boring until I was two. That was when the war broke out, and although I didn't really get what was going on, my parents were always scared of something, and it was really stressful. Then, one day, my big brother went away, and he didn't come back. Only when I was five that my parents told me that he died in a 'tragic bomb explosion.' The war wouldn't even have happened if humans had had a shred of decency, weren't so suspicious about a people who we had peaceful relations with for over THREE. HUNDRED. YEARS! My brother and countless other people AND monsters would still be alive, and it's all just so unfair!"
Someday we'll all be free
Someday we'll live as one family in sweet harmony
Someday we'll all be free
Someday
"Hey, Rillo. Just take a moment. Calm down." Panting, you regulate your breaths, realizing that you've let your emotions get out of hand. It's just been such a long time since you let your emotions out, that it's just a bit overwhelming, overall. "I'll be fine, Flowey. Just… Let me finish, okay?" "Sure. Don't worry about any of that mushy stuff that you might end up doing, after all, I can't be embarrassed." You nod, launching into the rest of your story.
Stand together like we're rocks in a wall
Growing stronger every day even more
Stand together in the eye of the storm
And show the whole world who we are
"After I turned six, my life pretty much went downhill. My parents couldn't handle the 'responsibility' of having a child anymore, they got a divorce, and shoved me to one of my aunts. My aunt didn't really like me, and so she made me actually do work for other people. A six-year-old had to provide for herself. I had to make enough money to feed and clothe myself, and all those other basic needs. All she gave me was a tent to sleep in on her front lawn. Because I was always busy, and wore cheap clothes, the other kids didn't want to be my friends. I only had one friend… And then one day, they went missing, and I never saw them again. And then I jumped down here, in the hopes that I could see them again. After all, they're probably dead."
Keep on walking to the sound of the drums
Feel the fire run through our lungs
Find our treasure in the light of the sun
And show the whole world who we are
"And then you know the rest of the story. I guess… Seeya later, flowerboy?" "UGH, don't call me that!" "Sure, flowerboy. Bye!" Feeling emotionally drained, but glad to have confessed to someone about your life problems, you take out your gun and brace for the waking world.
A/N: You learned your backstory. Yay. Damn you, mosquitoes! They're everywhere!
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