Putting The Insanity In Inanimate Insanity (ii humanised au)

Unfortunate reunion (Baseball's pov)

I hate my body. It's fat and gross, I hate everything about it, I hate everything about myself. Hell, I don't even like my personality. I think everyone would be better off if I just didn't exist. But here I still am, slowly eating myself.

I'm not kidding about eating myself, I tried one finger then got addicted. I started eating more fingers on my hand until I went for something bigger, my eye, it tasted weird but not bad at all. I got tired of eating small parts like my fingers though so I went for something bigger, my arm. Well....Most of it. It may seem fucked up what I'm doing but I'm just doing everyone a favor by slowly erasing myself from existence. Plus it tastes good so why not? The only downside is that it's painful, really painful, but I don't care anymore.

We got left to die so it's not like our lives are even important. One day I decided to take a walk in the forest since I had nothing better to do in my miserable life. I saw some cool bats before noticing Knife near a lake, he looked starving for violence but I didn't have much else to do and I knew he wouldn't do anything to me so I approached him. "What the hell do you want?" "I'm just bored, you know, the usual." "Not my problem, go away." He seemed more irritated than usual and I didn't want to be a nuisance like I normally am so I was about to walk away until we both spotted a figure in the distance.

As it got closer we eventually realised that it was infact Paper. He was still as scrawny as I remembered him to be. "Baseball and Knife! Hello!!" He ran up to us with a smile. But Knife just glared at him, I already knew what was coming so I stepped back a bit. "You don't look very happy. Are you alright?" Paper gave him a worried look before Knife got closer to him. His expression went from worried to puzzled quickly. Before he could say anything, Knife punched him in the face.

Paper's pretty frail so he collapsed. "Oww..." He pinned him to the ground while not saying a word. "Kn-knife what are you doing??" Paper started trembling uncontrollably. Knife stood up and kicked him a couple times. "Knife this hurts a lot!! I know we're not exactly on good terms but this isn't righ-" Before he could finish his sentence, Knife positioned his foot near his head. "Shut up." He replied calmly before stomping on his head repeatedly. Instead of trying to stop him, Paper was just screaming in agony for a while before he ended up stopping. He stomped once more for good measure to make sure that he finished the job. After it was finished, Paper's head looked like oatmeal. Even I found it gross but I saw it coming.

"You're gonna need to clean your shoes you know." "I'll do it later." Just like that, he walked away as if nothing happened. I'd feel bad for Paper but I honestly don't care about anything anymore. So I also walked off since it wasn't my problem.