Karma

Part 7

"Hey Good, if we really are swapped then are you meant to be like Skeppy?" Bad asked from the kitchen, Good was sitting at his dining room table bored. He then looked up and towards the kitchen.

"Describe your Skeppy." Good said, he can't just say he is when he hasn't even met the guy. Good made his way to the kitchen to talk to Bad in person. Well, he wasn't much of an alive person anymore, but Bad was.

"He's a silly muffin who likes doing things like trolls and pranks, but is actually a really kind potato." Bad said as he stirred his mixture. It was Dream's birthday today and Bad was in charge of the cake! He was gonna make a chocolate cake with green colored vanilla frosting, since green is Dream's brands color, and then some sprinkles. It may sound simple but Bad knew it was gonna be good!

Good sighed, it seemed like the only way Bad knew how to describe was using the words muffin or potato. The trolling and pranking thing sounded exactly like Good, but the kind part didn't. "Yeah, that mostly sounds like me." Good told him, he didn't want to lie by saying it sounded exactly like him.

"What part didn't sound like you?" Bad asked curiously.

"The whole kind part." Good admitted, him and this Skeppy guy sounded similar except for the fact that his teasing and trolling was relentless and he never even apologized while Skeppy sounded like someone who enjoys a good troll but will always make sure Bad knows he cares about him, which Good never told Jef.

"But I think your kind!" Bad said. Good gave a soft smile before sighing. Bad was always trying to be so kind, even when he wanted to be mean he was kind. Sometimes it feels like kindness is just flowing through his veins.

Bad then put the cake in the oven and checked the time, he had five hours until the party was meant to start. He had plenty of time to finish the cake and make it there! Good then followed him into the living room and onto the couch where they intended to talk more.

"Bad, you think everyone's kind." Good said. Bad looked at him with pity. They say in silence for about thirty seconds until Bad spoke up.

"This might be a sensitive question for you, and you don't have to answer it! But, how did you die?" Bad asked, a little nervous that he just said something bad. Good sat in silence for a moment thinking, should he tell him yet?

"Bad, I want to tell you. But I don't think I'm ready to talk about it yet. I'll tell you as soon as I'm ready though." Good told him, he didn't want to make him feel bad for asking a question, but he just wasn't ready to answer it yet.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Bad said, looking rather guilty.

"Don't be." Good said, not wanting to see his new friend sad.