Last-Minute Confession (Dark Markery x Purple Marker)

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requested by Marker_Demon_I_think !

Purple Marker was sitting atop the Pedestal of Awesomeness, just taking a bit to relax as he had nothing to do at the moment. He did all of his daily errands, so he allowed himself to relax a bit and greet any players or markers walking around the spawn.

It was eerily quiet now, however. The server was empty, and no markers were very close by, except probably Ball Marker, who wasn't even in sight at the moment.

He sighed, trying to stimulate himself by messing with his fingers or bouncing his leg or tapping his legs, nothing really working the way he wanted. Man, he should really keep stim toys nearby, or something.

That was his last thought before getting whacked in the head, immediately falling unconscious. A quiet chuckle was heard, before Purple Marker seemed to just disappear. But, alas, as no one was around, no one noticed.

"...Wh.. Where am I..?" Purple Marker woke up hours later, finding himself behind bars in a completely purple place. "God, my head is absolutely killing me!"

"Ah, Purple, you're awake!" A voice sounded, freaking the jailed marker out. He recognized the owner of the voice immediately, causing a sense of dread to form.

"..Dark Markery?" Purple asked shakily, fear being present in him.

"Ah, so you still remember me, and my name! I would have thought you've forgotten about me by now, or at the very least called me.. you know what," Dark Markery revealed himself, a similar color to Purple Marker's, but darker. "Unfortunately, it seems there are no players online! How sad, there's no one to save you!"

"Wh.. No, nono, someone will get on soon- I'm sure they will!" Purple tried to say, almost immediately getting shushed by Dark Markery.

"Shut up! I don't want to hear your grating, stupid, annoying voice right now!" He yelled, covering where his ears would be before picking up his chainsaw. "I'm just here to get rid of you, for good."

"W- wait, wait, no no, we don't have to resort to violence, or anything! I'm sure we can talk things out, please!" Purple basically begged, the fear in his body only rising as Dark Markery opened the bars, getting rid of the separation between the two.

"Look, you ruined my life, so i'm taking yours. You have zero, ZERO fucking idea how horrible my life has been after you fucking took over! I've been working on this damn plan for years, fucking YEARS, and I'm not about to let you or ANYONE ELSE fucking change it! No talking, no wholesome happy fun times, no making up! You're fucking done for, Purple." Dark Markery growled, pointing his chainsaw towards Purple Marker. "Now, you're lucky i'm feeling nice, so i'll let you say your last words or whatever, just make it quick."

Purple Marker sighed, looking at the chainsaw as Dark Markery turned it on, the revs echoing through the place as Purple tried to quickly think of something to say before his definitely certain demise.

"This is taking too long. You have 5 seconds, or else you're dying without being able to say anything." Dark Markery said, raising his chainsaw up as he counted to 5.

As he hit 5, Purple Marker knew he couldn't have any more time to think, do he blurted out the one thing he kept to himself for years, not being able to think of anything else to say before he was murdered.

"I LOVE YOU!"

Dark Markery got startled at this, and attempted to stop, but it was too late, he was already swinging as he said it, and the running chainsaw hit him, slicing the marker into two.

He paused, quickly turning off the chainsaw to process what just happened. He.. confessed to him, and he killed him. He didn't have the time to stop himself, he couldn't have stopped this, nothing he could do to change what he did.

He sighed, unable to figure out how to handle all of this, and just.. sat down, looking at his own hands, covered in Purple Marker's blood, realizing he fucked up. Severely.

But it was too late now.

He had to deal with the consequences of his own actions.

So he promised himself he would never leave this dimension again, as his punishment for murdering the only person that loved him.

(726 words)

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