*I got bored and this fandom is REALLY underrated :)*
Dr. Masacrik, a young man who is a literal psycho. You were his creation like Mimi, created from... Kittens? Yeah, he's that crazy.
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Characters are by TAM...
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*Translation: The Operation.
Dr. Masacrik was sitting on a chair with a unconscious patient on an exam table. The patient wore a ski mask (almost like a Jason Voorhees mask), a white doctor coat, a blue collar shirt, shorts and white with hearts tights. Madacrik was holding a syringe and needle.
"Hm.." Masacrik said thinking with a thinking expression.
"Can't remember, it relieves pain or makes you stay conscious?" Dr. Masacrik said putting the needle close to his face, thinking more.
"Well the only way to find out is-"
The door cricked open. You were there, peaking. Masacrik gave a unfazed look.
"Y/n, don't look." Masacrik said. You squealed a little and closed the door.
After you closed the door and sat down and hugged your knees, Masacrik beating the living crap out of the unconscious patient. Suddenly, he walked to the door and opened it which made you lose balance. You looked up and saw a bag in front of your face.
"Take it upstairs..." Masacrik said strictly. You looked worried.
"And don't look inside." Masacrik said with no expression, it was eerie.
You looked at him and blinked. You looked down at the bag. You wondered what was in it.
"Don't look inside.." You thought to yourself.
Patience, humility, and sacrifice. Whatever Masacrik requests - You and Mimi interpreted serving as the key to his heart. You are useful, which means you are needed. Which means you are loved. Still the core of your relationship was... Fear.
You accidentally tripped and the bag broke open. Blood and body parts on the floor. You started panicking. Masacrik was behind you and you turned around with fear in your eyes.
"Didn't I told you not to look inside?" Masacrik asked psychotically.
"Is it really that difficult?" Masacrik asked as he pulled you by the collar of your dress. You kept panicking.
"What don't you not understand?" Masacrik asked with a straight but eerie look. You started to cry.
"I-I'm sorry.. Please I'm so sorry... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.. Please just don't-" You said through your tears. Masacrik raised his hand and you gasped while covering your head.
"Oh come on, Y/n, what is it?" He asked with a sympathetic look as his hand gently on your head. You looked up at him.
"I know you would never disobey me." He comforted you. You sighed in relief.
"Come, go to your room, I'll clean up here now." Madacrik said as he got a broom and you walked off to yours and Mimi's room.
"Yeah.. You would never disobey me." Masacrik said with a grin.
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So that's how they live, Masacrik, Y/n and Mimi. In their own little world, Three psychos, as told. Away from the crowd, who's screaming too loud. Now, can you guess who's the villain around?
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Thank you for reading part 2! Feel free to submit any ideas here! I'll write anything you guys want! :D
