/Chapter Twelve/

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TW: Child Death, Descriptions of Wounds, Descriptions of Violence
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"DANI! TIFFY! WHERE ARE YOU!?" You called out while crawling through the vents. It would've echoed throughout it easily. Crawling quickly was a little struggle, but it wasn't all too bad... if it weren't for the fact your head kept hitting the top of the vent.

Your siblings were gone from the room, and you fucking panicked. You needed to get them back into at least your sights.

Entering the first area, where Ballora and Funtime Foxy were, you looked into their rooms, activating the lights. Ballora danced in place while staring at you, like always. It wasn't even scary at this point.

Although, in her room, I saw a small mass of something on the floor. I tried to see what it was, but the lights only showed so much. You didn't want to crawl through her room... but with a sigh, you entered her room.

The music was nice, until it grew louder and louder. You stopped moving, breathing slowly as the music slowly came by you. The soft brush of wind that came from the turning of Ballora's skirt made you realize that you needed to be quiet.

You knew she kept her eyes closed... mostly. So you pulled out your flashlight, shining it around. As you did, the mass you saw earlier became slightly clearer. You moved closer to it, smelling the sickening iron smell before actually seeing it.

Wait...

Iron?

BLOOD!?

You forgot about being quiet and stealthy. You dashed forward, seeing the small body. The chest wasn't moving up and down, eyes stared widely open, almost in shock and fear.

"Dani... no.. God no.."

Your hands shakily reached toward his now limp body. Tears in your eyes. This wasn't the place to mourn. Nor the place for your stomach to growl at seeing the fresh... warm blood and skin.

Shaking your head, you denied the act of cannibalizing your brother. And this made you think.

If Dani was dead.. was Tiffy too? You gasped slightly as you stood up, holding Dani close. Maybe... just maybe Lolbit could do something? You had doubts, but... you couldn't help but wonder.

Glancing around for Ballora, taking the lack of her presence as a chance to run. You held the dead boy in your arms, going straight through the small vent cover, entering the module.

You glanced at Funtime Foxy's room, pressing the light. There wasn't a mass on the floor. But... maybe where the light didn't reach? You crawled inside for a moment, shining your light around. Not seeing anything, you crawled back out.

Or tried to.

The left leg was grabbed and held by what felt like a small child. Turning your head, you saw a red head. Like the child from your dreams.

"You won't leave. Not alive, at least." A sickening, distorted grin formed on her lips. You wanted to scream as you felt her ghostly hands somehow dig into your leg, feeling an unusual pressure before a crack, but yet.. it was only muffled. Your eyes flickered back forward, seeing Dani with his face half torn off. His eye dangling from the sad excuse of a socket, somehow attached.

Ghostly iron smelling liquid dripped onto the floor. Somehow, landing a real marking. Dani grinned, much like the girl ghost. His hands dug into your face, his nails digging and cutting into your skin. Again, you tried to scream.

But before you could, you felt two hands, similar to yours, wrap around your throat. You couldn't tell who by looking, but guessing by the hand shape and the subtle laughter behind your ear, you could figure out it was Tiffy. Her hands felt cold, and from what you could barely see, they were transparent.

Your family was dead.

The only ones alive didn't care for you, and they had forgotten all about their home life.

"You killed them. You killed so many. You are a heartless killer." Hearing an echoed voice of Tiffy speak hurt your heart. Full sentences... something she couldn't do. Something Dani tried to do...

Your vision faded. Feeling something metal drag you. Something cold... you felt cold. Heartbroken.... you felt like dying.

Perhaps... dying was best? Maybe you'll get to see that cute.. multicolored fox one more time.. you internally scoffed out a laugh. Why would that ever happen. They didn't like you. Bonnet didn't, either. Those kisses didn't mean anything.

Or... did they? Maybe they do care..?

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Heya!

So, uhm... something happened. I don't know why I wrote this so.. suddenly? Weirdly? Whatever the word is..

Uhm.. more romance? Maybe? Depends on my brain, I suppose... hehe... I need fucking help...

Anyways! Have a great Day/Night/Evening, my fellow weirdos!

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