Playthings (A Rats SMP Murder Mystery fanfic)

Ex-cannibal, or current cannibal? part I

2nd person POV:

It was very early morning, and Scott was out tending to his crops. He wiped sweat from his fur and smiled at the progress he was making. 

He went into the shed and grabbed his watering can. He filled it up with water, and got to work.

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He walked inside to get a glass of water when somebody knocked on his door.

Scott quickly set down his water and opened the door, expecting to see Owen, or possibly Acho. But it was someone else.

"Apo?"

Scott let Apo in the second he saw how distraught Apo was. He prepared some hot chocolate for the two of them while Apo blankly stared out the window sadly.

Once it was done, Scott handed Apo a mug of hot chocolate and sat down next to him.

No words were spoken for a while, until Scott piped up, voice soft. "What's wrong Apo?" Scott asked quietly, looking into Apo's eyes.

Apo's body quivered slightly. "A-Acho and Jimmy are dead..." He murmured. "They're in front of Tubbo's door, and they-" Apo stopped, clearly too upset to speak

Scott's heart broke at Apo's words. It couldn't be... it hadn't been too long since the last death, why would Tubbo even do this? And to Jimmy? He had secretly liked Jimmy for a while, and had tried to give him hints, but the safety rat was too oblivious.

"And they what?" Scott asked, trying to force down the rage boiling inside of him.

Apo averted eye contact for a few heartbeats before speaking, voice thick with grief and disgust.

"T-They had bite marks on their backs!" Apo shouted, trying not to cry.

Scott's anger grew and grew with every word that he was hearing. It was one thing to hurt him, he had forgiven both Shelby and Tubbo for trying to kill him. But hurting safety rat? That was too far.

"Go to Will's" Scott said, voice thick with anger and grief. "Go to Will's I'll deal with this."

Apo stood up, put his mug in the sink, and walked right out the door, for a reason that Scott believed was that he was terrifying.

Scott sighed, put away his mug, and started to Tubbo and Bek's washing machine, ready to give Tubbo a piece of his mind.

A/N: Gave you a longer one as an apology for not updating in a bit.