three dads (karlnapity reader insert)

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(A/n: just to let you know I changed the ending. Pretty big gore warning sorry it took so long. ) 

Y/n pov 

"Prepare to die." Bad Said, a grin made its way across his face.  I knew exactly what to do, I yanked the lever under the table where I sat.

Beautiful glowing red lava spilled down creating a barrier around us. 

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Time skip cos I'm too lazy to write all of the uno reverse card shit

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Foolish kneeled before the egg. I made sure that he would not escape. the Vines showing themselves in my skin.  puffy being held back by Hannah, I gave antfrost a sword "would you like to do the honors?" I asked, knowing how close a friend ant was to puffy. Ant smiled, taking the sword from my hand. 

"It's not your fault." Foolish told his father.  Puffy screamed, begging for her son to live, tears falling down her face. Ant brought his sword above his head. 

He brought the blade down while the father continued struggling. The diamond blade went through foolish's neck. His head fell clean off his shoulders.  Foolish's blood splattered on ant's clothes, the egg, my leg, my hands, my arm, and the ground. The golden glowing blood flowed like a waterfall from the limp corpse of the god. The crowd screamed in terror. More than anyone, Fundy screamed the loudest. 

Puffy broke free from Hannah's grasp. Running to her son, his blood soaked the bottom of her dress. I looked at the parent holding her dead child, but I felt numb. I felt no pity nor sorrow. Just numb.

"Stop!" I heard the voice I knew far too well. Quackity leapt down from a hole in the wall, a pickaxe gripped tightly in his hand. His golden wings showing themselves and casting a shadow over the floor in front of him. My wings were also stretched wide casting a shadow behind me. Every feather showed proudly, the stain I felt was a symbol of my weakness displayed itself among the feathers, stronger than ever. "Fucking stop all of this now!" He yelled at us. "I'm Fucking crashing this party!"

"You and what army?" I asked defiantly. The cheers and screams from the crowd went dead silent. Quackity didn't respond. His grip simply tightened on his pickaxe. I walked towards him until we were eye to eye. "A god Is laying on the ground dead. I have his blood on my hands." I dragged the blood that splattered on my hand across my throat.  "The proof is right here." I looked Quackity dead in the eye.  I then turned around stepping towards the head of Foolish "but, maybe you don't believe it, maybe you think this is a joke. Or a dream.  Maybe a real shitty acid trip." I placed my foot on the side of foolish's head. As I began to put more pressure on the head, I continued. "But this is no joke. The eggpire is more powerful than you could ever possibly imagine to be." I turned my head in Quackity's direction. "So tell me" I began to hear a small cracking sound from under me. "You and what army is going to stop us?" The cracking sound became louder from under my foot. "Oh yeah!" I laughed, the cracking got louder and I could feel my foot going down slowly "you didn't bring one." My foot finally came down suddenly.  The glowing blood splattered on my wings, face, and leg. It drenched my foot, the shards dug into my ankle. Despite such a horrific display everyone remained quiet. 

"You're right... The eggpire is more powerful than I am.  And I didn't bring an army." I took my foot out of the head with no care of who's head I had just crushed. The gods' brains were draped across my foot; some of it broke off from the skull, dragging behind me. The other entrails stayed in the head stretching out of the skull a little bit before breaking off of my foot. Leaving a trail from the crushed head "but I brought the next  best thing."