The Second Guess

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TW// H*mophobia, C*nversion Therapy,

Bad wasn't worried when he woke up without Skeppy, figuring he went downstairs early. Though when he got down there to be met by his weeping mother, he knew something was off.

"Where's Skeppy?" He wondered anxiously, praying he didn't run off out of frustration.

"We don't know, we can't find him! We have guards looking for him, but they haven't found him yet." His mom confessed to Bad.

Bad frowned and decided to give the diamond queen a hug. Everyone deserved a kind gesture when they were upset.

She accepted the hug, knowing she had to treat the badland king as family. "I just want him back safe...I know he was really upset yesterday. He probably ran off to be alone."

No one expected yet that Skeppy was taken against his will. Since the castle was so heavily guarded. Though no one saw him leave, and some guards causally went missing for a couple hours.

Bad tried to stay calm, and think the best instead of the worst. "I'll help look for him. He couldn't of went too far. He hates walking." Bad laughed slightly and went to help in the search. He checked the stables, he wasn't there. All the horses were still there, so he wasn't getting far on his own. He checked by the pond, he wasn't there. The garden, orchard, and guest house were also empty. Bad started to feel a lot more scared. There was no way Skeppy decided to leave the property without a horse. He wasn't much of a walker at all. Skeppy would complain just walking to the garden and back.

He went back to Skeppy's mother, to tell her he was still missing. The diamond king was comforting her without crying himself.

"I don't think he's still on your land...you know how lazy and spoilt he is...I don't think he'd run off on his own." Bad nervously chewed on his lip.

"What are you implying then? Someone took him?" The diamond king snapped like an aggressive chihuahua.

"Maybe? I know it's unlikely but we should get investigators and police looking too." Bad suggested, wanting his king home as soon as possible.

"Good idea...honey let's-" the queen was cut off by the king.

"No, don't worry. We don't need to bother them. They have real crimes to solve. Our son knows his way home. He'll be back before sundown." The king tried to get the idea out of their heads.

"Right...I'll go into town and see if he's there." Bad left quickly. He planned on alerting the police while he was out. Something about the diamond kings behavior didn't sit right with him. His heart ached as he thought of all the horrible possibilities.

Meanwhile Skeppy was in a building he didn't recognize. Having just woken up from being drugged, he was confused. The badland king tried to sit up, then discovered he was strapped to the bed by his arms and legs. Naturally he freaked out and screamed. Screaming for help when help wasn't around, was pointless.

A lady walked in with a white jacket and red glasses. Those were her two standout features. Other than that she just looked like any regular person. "Hey, calm down." She walked over and smiled at him, but the smile sent an unpleasant feeling into Skeppy's spine.

"What's going on?! Who the hell are you?!" Skeppy pulled on the straps, wanting to be free. He managed to break his right arm free.

"Relax and I'll tell you... Woah, your strong." She laughed and held the arm down by herself. "I'm Dr. Collin, I'm going to help you. I'm not here to hurt you, I just want to see you get better."

Skeppy started crying out of fear and anger. He didn't like this stranger touching him. "Fuck off! There's nothing wrong with me! Where am I?!"

The doctor sighed and walked over to her work station. She filled a syringe with a mystery fluid. Skeppy wasn't paying attention he was working on freeing his left hand.

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