BEEP BEEP BEE-
Darryl shut off the alarm clock.He didnt sleep last night.He didnt bother to get up.He just continued to stare at the message.
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Hes out.He got paroled.If your gonna do something,Nows your chance.
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He was gripping the screen so hard it broke.
He smiled.It wasnt a sweet smile.This smile was a vengeful one.Full of malice and hate but also glee,in what was soon to come.
He got up,did his morning routine,and headed down into the basement.He took a mallet and began slamming against the concrete.As the concrete was smashed to pieces,A trap door revealed itself.
Darryl pulled the trap door and headed down the steps.
The room was full of torture devices.
The scavengers daughter.
The iron maiden.
the stretcher.
That,and lots of guns,knives,hammers,saws,pliers,anything that could inflict pain.
Anything you would need to make someones life hell,Darryl got it.full
he had been waiting for this moment six whole years.
He ran back upstairs,Put on his coat,and paused.He texted quackity he wouldnt be able to go to work today.
Then he walked to the door,but stopped again.Something had caught his eye.
He looked at his desk towards the papers and his maniacal grin faltered for a minute.
They were adoption papers.Ranboo,tommy,and tubbo.Yesterday when he checked up on them he learned they were orphans,and immediately went to get adoption papers for them.
They were so sweet.And bad always had loved children.He avoided all children after the Incident,but after being with them for only a few minutes the spark was rekindled.
Bad hesitated,His hand on the doorknob.
Did he really want to go through with this?
He deserved it,but the children...If he were to adopt them,they would have a torturer and a murderer for a father...
He could always not adopt them...but...
Bad didnt really have anything to hold on to.Everything he loved was gone,the only thing that kept him here was revenge,and even that wavered.
Even if he did kill himself-he would never see them again,because of the deal.
The children...and...Quackity.They were anchers for him.They kept him grounded.Quackity...
He desperately hoped it appeared as if he hated him,but the truth was far from it.
He did at first,but it didnt take long for him to grow quite fond of him.He brought out a part of him he thought had died long ago.As much as he tried to shove it back down.
He was nothing like him.They were opposites to be exact.But there was a sweetness in them that they both shared.
Darryls hand on the door knob fell to his side as he began to shake.
He wasnt replacing them.No.
He was moving on.
He collapsed.
He was doing what he wanted him to do all along.
Move on.
Thats what he had told him to do.Darryl had not been doing that for the past six years.
Move on.
Move on.
Move on.
"Nonononono!skeppy you cant-no!no.its okay the ambulance is coming,you'll be fine!" bad sobbed holding the diamond hybrid in his arms.
" Bad listen,you know I wont make it. " skeppy said reaching up to pull bads face in his hands.
"you will!you have too!I already lost sap,I cant lose you to!" bad sobbed arm still wrapped around the raven haired boys corpse.
" Bad listen to me.you have to move on. " skeppy said.
"I wont have to.you will be okay!" bad sobbed his scarf still wrapped around skeppys wound.
" please bad. " skeppy said tears welling in his eyes.
"skeppy,you cant go!please I love you!" bad cried
" I love you too bad.So much.Always have. " skeppy said smiling sadly.
"please... dont go!" bad said.
Skeppy leaned forward and kissed bad.knowing It was his last opportunity to do so.
He pulled away.
"If you love me,then promise me.Promise me one day,you will move on." skeppy said .
"I promise." bad said.
And with that he was gone.
Bad could barely feel the pain in his leg,next to the violent feeling of having his heart ripped out of him.The two people he loved most,gone in a flash.
Darryl opened his eyes.
"I promise."
He texted Quackity and asked him to meet him at puffys cafe.He filled out the adoption forms and put them in the mailbox.
Then he limped back in the house,mixed up some cement,and poured it over the trapdoor.
He than walked back upstairs and got ready.As he was walking to the door he passed his reflection in the mirror.
He could change his appearance easily,the way he acted...You cant just flip a switch and make things better.Lets face it,he was depressed.
He needed to go back to the way he used to be...well,as much as he could...He would never truly be that happy,loving guy again.
But...He could feel happy and carefree...with some assistance...
He took out the familer yellow smiley faced bottle.
"happy pills"
He took some and placed them back in the cabinet.
"ugh,I look like a hobo."Darryl said.He pulled up his hood and turned back into his demon form for the first time in 6 years.
Badboyhalo was back.
"Much better." bad said.
He limped out the door to go satisfy the craving that never went away even after 6 years.
Bad wanted chocolate chip muffins.
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Fanfiction*slaps roof of author* this baby can make angst plots so bad its mistaken for crack!!
