Mickey x Goofy..

The pain.

"G-goofy, oh boy.. I thought it was just me.." Mickey responded, staring lovingly into Goofy's eyes. They both stared at eachother for a while. "I know what to do. I need to kill Minnie." Mickey suddenly said.
"M-Mickey..! You can't just do that!" Goofy exclaimed.
Mickey responded, "I need to. And Donald. All of them. It can just be you and me. Forever."
Goofy's loving expression turned to concern quickly. Mickey continued to talk on about how he needed to get rid of everyone as he paddled the boat back.
As they walked back to the clubhouse, goofy helplessly tried convincing him not to. Mickey refused any other solution. They walked faster back than they did earlier, Mickey eager with his ideas.
When they finally got there, Mickey swiftly entered his room, and grabbed his gun.
"Mickey, stop!! I won't allow you to do this." Goofy yelled out to him, attempting to stop him.
"Goofy dear, could you find me my knives?"
"Mickey. I am not going to help you on this."
"Would you like to be next?"
"Fine, anything you wish." Goofy said, leaving the room for the kitchen. He grabbed the knife, he sharpened it and retreated to Mickey. But, as he stared at Mickey, thinking of his ideas, he realized he needed to stop him. Goofy looked at his lover one final time before telling him, "I can't let you do this."
Mickey, once again clueless, asked him, "what do you mean Goofy?"
As he had asked that, Goofy impaled the knife into this chest. He did it multiple times, in multiple places of his body. As he proceeded to stab him again, Mickey helplessly tried grabbing the knife, and begged Goofy, "Goofy please. It could be you and me. We could have it all, just us. Don't you love me? Why would you do this?" Goofy, not falling for him, continued to stab him, as Mickey slowly lost life. Right before Mickey had died, he gazed up at Goofy and said his final words, "I still would love you."