"All done!" Skeppy's wound was covered in bandages and sticky bandaids. They were hanging out at Puffy's house since nobody in the group really had that much medical supplies other than her.
Sam was taping up Skeppy's box and Tommy was repairing everyone's weapons.
"Thanks puffy. 'Preciate it." He lightly touched the bandages on his face.
"I thought you could break him out of the trance. I mean, you were the reason he joined, to be with you and such." Skeppy tilted his head in confusion.
"He gave up on trying to save you, and joined the egg to get you back. Our plan was that if you're back to normal, he'll stop with the egg stuff. But it seems he's too far gone to even care."
"But, didn't he start it because of me?"
"That's all we know right now. I'm sorry, Skeppy."
He couldn't cry or scream. All there was was this lump in this throat that refused to leave. His vision blurred with tears that refused to fall. He couldn't stand looking at anything but the ground, as outside he only saw the very thing that made his friend turn against everyone he stood by.
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Blood Vines | (Skephalo)
FanfictionBlood and ice, water and vines, across the world, in the same place he nearly died. Deep in the ocean, deep in the ground, vines, slime, brownish red, all year-round. "Together til death do part," he says and weeps, "Where's the real Bad? The real o...
