Inanimate Insanity oneshots (REQUESTS OPEN)

''Anger issues'' (Cheeseloon/Tropheesy)

TW: Murder, yandere, death, weapons, one-sided love.

(NOT REQUESTED, HUMANIZED)

(This is revenge for , I will never forgive you for making that "PayJay" oneshot)

No POV:

Balloon always had anger issues. Ever since he was a kid he would lash out at people and was irritated easily. Unfortunately, his short temper would not be very useful in this situation. Or it would, depending on the way you look at it.

Balloon admired Cheesy ever since the start of season 2 and he couldn't help but catch feelings for the guy, which was unexpected considering how he had an unhelpful amount of trust issues.

Balloon looked at himself in the mirror and took a deep breath, puffing out his chest.

"Okay Balloon, the time is now and there's no going back... you can do this." He told himself.

He made his way out of the bathroom and then out of his room, walking down the stairs. He couldn't help but feel extremely anxious at this moment. It was a big day for him, and it would either go extremely well or extremely horrible.

He finally got to the end of the stairs and he ran his way into the lobby and out the door, not bothering to talk to anybody on his way out.

He walked around to the back of the hotel, where Cheesy was standing there waiting for him.

"Oh hey Balloon! Why'd you invite me here?" He asked happily but curiously.

Balloon inhaled deeply, preparing for what he was just about to confess.

"Uhm... Cheesy. You're my best friend and you've always been there for me, and I really value you for that. The reason I invited you to come here is... it's b-because..."

Balloon paused for a moment, he was shaking from how nervous he was. He looked at his quivering hands.

"It's because what..?" Cheesy asked, his gaze softening.

"I just... I JUST LIKE YOU!" Balloon blurted out without thinking. He looked at the ground and avoided eye contact with Cheesy, too scared of the words that would come out of Cheesy's mouth next.

"I... I really appreciate you seeing me that way but, I like someone else." Cheesy confessed.

Balloon swore he felt his heart shatter into a million pieces. Cupid can be so cruel sometimes.

Balloon looked away, holding back tears from spilling out.

"I-if you don't mind me asking... who?" Balloon asked, his voice noticeably quaking.

"...It's Trophy." Cheesy admitted, feeling bad for breaking Balloon's heart like this. He knew that he was one of the only people that cared for Balloon, and that Balloon trusted, but he truly didn't like him that way, and he didn't want to lie.

Balloon furrowed his eyebrows and crossed his arms, but it looked more like he was hugging himself, presumably trying to comfort himself too.

"Well you've definitely chosen to take things the hard way, Cheesy, but if that's the way you want to do it then I guess I can't stop you." He said, a bitterness lacing his voice.

"Balloon, wait-" Cheesy couldn't speak any further, as Balloon ran away before he could finish his sentence.

Cheesy was left standing there alone, and he couldn't help but feel bad for the pain he had caused Balloon.

~Time skip to the next day~

Balloon sat on his bed writing in his journal about what he was about to do today. He knew his anger issues had come in the way of a lot of things, but this would be the most extreme.

He closed his journal and hid it in his bedside table, making sure nobody would find it. He barely felt an ounce of remorse for what he was going to do, because in his eyes, he deserved this. He deserved all of this for taking his precious Cheesy away from him.

Balloon made his way out of his room and down to the lobby, looking around the crowded space for the person he was looking for.

Eventually he spotted his victim and walked over to him, pulling on his arm to get his attention.

Trophy looked over at the shorter boy and pulled his arm off of his grasp.

"What do you want?" Trophy asked, his rude attitude intoxicating the air.

"I... I need to talk to you. It's about Cheesy." Balloon said quietly.

"Cheesy? What happened? Did he do anything?" Trophy questioned with a weird amount of worry washing over his usually uncaring voice.

"Just come with me and I'll tell you." Balloon said, grabbing Trophy's hand and pulling him out of the lobby, outside.

Trophy followed him nervously as Balloon kept his grip on Trophy's hand, walking to the forest.

"Erm... why are we going into the forest? If it's private we still don't have to go all the way out here." Trophy speculated, darting his eyes around anxiously.

Balloon ignored his question and walked closer and closer to the forest, eventually pushing a tree branch out of his way and entering.

Trophy felt uneasy about this entire situation and stopped walking, making Balloon look back at him with an emotionless expression.

"Hey man, I don't know if you're trying to kill me or whatever but this is creepy... I think I wanna go." Trophy said, moving his hand away from Balloon's.

Balloon immediately grabbed Trophy's hand once again, his grip harder than before.

"Why the hell would you assume that?! I'm not a psychopath, dumbass! This is important!" Balloon raised his voice defensively, his anger issues becoming noticeably present in the moment.

"You could've just told me about this entire thing in the hotel, what's your problem?!" Trophy also started raising his voice, trying to pull his hand out of Balloon's grasp.

"YOU FUCKING STOLE HIM FROM ME!" Balloon yelled out, pulling a knife from out of his pocket.

The knife reflected the sunlight off of its surface, but the light soon dissipated as the knife was coated with a deep red as Balloon plunged the weapon into Trophy's body.

Balloon pulled the knife out of Trophy's chest and then back in again a few times, the adrenaline making him smile.

He finally pulled the weapon out of Trophy's chest for the final time, watching Trophy's unconscious body fall and hit the ground.

Balloon stared at Trophy's lifeless body. He had just watch the life leave his eyes, and he didn't feel even a single droplet of regret.

Cheesy was all that he cared about in his fucked up life, so if Cheesy refused his love, then he'd just have to make him.

(common trophy L)