Antagonists [Book Version]

Chapter 5: The Last Supper.

[Narrator]

Tumbler and Cheese Cracker have run to the front of the warehouse. They try to open the door, but it doesn't budge. "That bastard locked it..." Cheese Cracker mumbled. "What the hell do we do now?" Tumbler asked. Before Cheese Cracker could reply, Wheel shows up.

[Wheel]

Running is not my thing. Thanks to my stupid back, I can't run like I used to. At least I have my cane. It's bloodstained now, but so what? It's my most prized possession. I speed walk my way to the front. Perfect. Right where my next trap is. "You two aren't going anywhere." I say, making them tremble in fear. I keep saying this, but it's just so funny watching them shiver! What are they gonna do? Get back at me? Not a chance.

[Cheese Cracker]

Wheel scared the shit out of me, more than before. Tumbler I think was more scared than me. That was a shocker. She went all out, calling Wheel a monster for killing Dollar Coin.
"You could've said that about him when he killed my brother..." Wheel said, sounding really pissed off. "Don't talk about him like that!" I said, trying to defend Dollar. There was nothing you could do to please this man. Nothing, other than tormenting us. He seems to have some sick pleasure in doing that. I could hear him laugh maniacally, beating the shit out of Dollar. It was really, really disturbing. Wheel then had the audacity to make fun of me, calling me factory food, and that I was pathetic. I just charged at him. I don't know why. That was dumb of me.

[Tumbler]

I wish I could've stopped him. But I was the coward standing behind him, wishing I would disappear in an instant. "I've had enough of you!" Cheese Cracker screamed, before charging at Wheel. That led to his demise. Wheel had somehow set up some mechanism that attached a saw to the ceiling. That explains the random metal on the ceiling. Cracker got cut straight in half. Blood got all over me. It wasn't a pretty sight. I could barely say any words. Even now I don't know how to explain it.

[Wheel]

Just the sight of Cracker's dead body made me hungry. He was made of food after all. I hadn't eaten in weeks, so I did what the only sane person would do, and ate him. My god, it was the best meal I've ever had in my entire life. I had to spit out some limbs, teeth, and an eyeball. I think I swallowed the other. Doesn't matter. Only things left of him were a few limbs, and his crown. It might have been disturbing, but my stomach can't pay attention to that, now can it?