Hangman. (Weekly angst week 1)

Hangman. (Weekly angst)

"Hehe..he's gonna love this.." It was an ordinary Tuesday, or... to Strawberry Crepe it wasn't. They noticed their research buddy Espresso had been sort of down in the dumps for a couple of weeks and they just couldn't help but feel bad for him. So, they put together some parts and made him a new coffee machine. It wasn't perfect but it was still a coffee so machine and if he didn't like it Strawberry Crepe would just tell him to kick rocks.

"Espressssooo! Espresso! Where is that guy? He's usually awake and at work on a machine or something." As they looked through their workshops, chambers and rooms, more and more worry started to fill their heart and their head. "What if he ran away?", "what if he doesn't want to be my frie- RESEARCH buddy anymore?" Those thoughts haunted them. They didn't want to be alone again.

As Strawberry Crepe approached the bathroom door they saw that the light was on and the door was shut. "Ahah!" The worry in their head started to drain and they approached the door. "Essie! Are ya dying in there? I have a gift for you!" They excitedly tapped their fingers on the coffee machine as they waited for his usual snarky response. But, they waited and there was no answer. "I know you're in there man! You can't hide from me forever! Don't reject my kindness or you'll have to witness my cybernetic wrath!" They said jokingly.

The worry started to come back to them, They didn't know why he wasn't responding. "Grr.. you leave me no choice! I'm coming in!" They grabbed the door handle and opened the door without warning. "HAH! I've got-" the sight before them stopped them in their tracks. Down went the coffee machine and shattered back into the pieces it was made from. Strawberry Crepe fell to their knees in disbelief of what was in front of them.

Espresso was hanging from the ceiling with a yellow rope tied to his neck and a stool that had been very obviously knocked over laid below his feet. "N-no..." They stared upon his lifeless body in complete shock. There were dried tears placed on his cheeks and his eyes were closed like he was asleep. They froze in shock not knowing what to do. They got their thoughts together then got up and sprinted down the hallway. Tears poured from their eyes as they grabbed his phone from off of the workbench and turned it on.

They saw his lockscreen and even more tears fell from their eyes. It was an image of him, Strawberry Crepe, and Madeleine standing in front of Niagara Falls together. Madeleine had his arm around Espresso in the picture and Crepe was standing below them sticking their tongue out at the camera. As Strawberry crepe entered his phone's password they thought to themself what Madeleine is going to do about this.

They unlocked his phone and immediately called 911 and hysterically explained what happened and demanded them to come and save his only friend. After they got off of the phone with the operator they set his phone down and sat down, curled up into a ball and cried. They cried and cried as the police came to take his body and to investigate the situation.

It was not long at all when Madeleine found out. Matter of fact, it was when the police got there that he heard the sickening news that his fiancé was gone. He pulled into the drive through panicked and got out then sprinted into their workshop. He caught a glimpse of Strawberry Crepe as he shoved through police officers to get to his body. He reached the bathroom door and stood before his dead fiancé baffled. He shut and locked the bathroom door while police officers banged on it telling him to open the door.

He unhooked Espresso and sat on the floor with his husband and sobbed as he held his lifeless body in his arms. "W-Why essie?... why did you have to l-leave me?..." He weeped as his fingers ran through Espresso's hair. The police broke through the door and separated them then took Espresso. After that Strawberry Crepe felt too depressed to continue any work and Madeleine put them in therapy and let them live with him and when they recovered he would let them work in his garage. But Madeleine was never the same after Espresso's loss. He became more serious but still maintained a nice father-like figure for Crepe.