I sighed. "Okay, Buddy, I know you don't want to be here, but you gotta cooperate with me."We were standing in front of Minx's apartment.
Bad was staring at me with big, glowing white eyes.
I turned to the apartment, and knocked on the door.
But the strange thing is.. the door was already opened.
"Uh- ..." I opened the door a bit wider. "Minx? Are you in here?"
There was no answer. Just.. silence. Did Minx get robbed or something?
So, I walked into her apartment. "Uhm.. I'm just gonna put my uh.. check here.."
I slowly placed down the check on a small table. "Minx..?"
Why is there only one lamp on in here? It's so dark.. I have to look for Minx.
I don't know why, but I feel concerned for Minx. Maybe it's because it looks like somebody literally robbed her place.
The bathroom was open, and the shower curtains were closed. I spotted this red liquid dripping down the side of the bathtub.
I gulped, hoping this were just a prank, as I slowly stepped toward the bathtub.
"Mm.." I smelled a weird scent, with my hand grabbing onto the shower curtains.
In a quick motion, I pulled the shower curtains wide open.
The moment I saw red, I gasped deeply, backing to the wall with my hand covering my mouth.
Wha- I-Is that.. Minx's corpse!?
She looks like she was eaten alive!!
Her hand was up, hanging over the bathtub.
I stepped away, hurrying out of the bathroom. "Fuck! Holy shit..!"
Bad whimpered as I was on the phone, dialing 911.
The phone rang.
Bad started making this gurgling sounds, and I looked down upon him.
"Bad, no puking, no." I told him.
Bad spat out a bunch of weird liquids, red and some scraps of this tan stuff.
I forgot all about what was happening as somebody answered the call. I felt my distress disappear as I was shocked.
Bad stuck out his tongue, with the object that just came out of his mouth falling onto the ground.
Minx's hand, or, maybe half. No, less than half, just two fingers that are still connected to each other.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" The dispatch on the phone said. "Hello?"
I put the phone down. "Oh, fuck.."
It was a pile of reds and.. the tan pieces are from Minx's skin.
I ended the call, panic starting again.
"Bad, what the fuck!?" I harshly whispered.
I glanced from the hole in the screen of the window, back to Bad. "Did you do this..!?"
"H-How did you do this, you're half my height..!" It was like I didn't know what was going on.
There was distant laughter, and I looked at the door.
"Let me talk to her."
I hurried to the door and shut it, leaning against it as somebody knocked.

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Good Boy // Badboyhalo
HorrorSkeppy was a poor guy who lived in an apartment alone. He was often very stressed and had severe anxiety medical problems. So when he took Tubbo's advice and got a pet, it all changed.. Badly.