Claw My Heart Out

I Can't Fix Myself

Baby said nothing as Bonnie wiped her face, using a lot of wet paper towels to make sure she was spick and span. Which was difficult, considering the soda had long since dried and the cake was somehow inside her shell and other crevices. But the rabbit said nothing as he cleaned up his partner, she still had not said a thing. It was unnerving how silent she was, not even reacting to the slightest of sounds.

It was like all life was drained out of her, and Bonnie hated that. But he didn't push for her to speak, because he was sure that Baby was silent for one reason and one reason alone: She was holding on by the skin of her teeth. She was so unbelievably close to completely erupting in nothing but pure, uncontained rage that she was choosing to be silent, like saying a single word would set her off.

As Bonnie gently turned her around so he could clean her back in the better light, the clown's face reflected in the bathroom mirror. Her eyes were dimmer than usual, and if she was human, Bonnie would bet they would be bloodshot with bags under them.

"Are you feeling any better?" He asked quietly, cleaning off her skirt. "Just shake or nod your head."

Baby shook her head.

"Is there any way I can help you feel better?"

She shrugged.

Bonnie hummed as he focused on cleaning. "Just let me know when you need something, okay? Because no matter what, I am here for you Scrapy."

Baby nodded, her eyes locked onto her reflection. Bonnie glanced around her to try and look in her eyes, but when he glanced into her eyes he was only met with something foreign. It was almost like something was blocking his gaze into her soul, and all he got was a lifeless robot who was just waiting to be set off.

Baby's gaze was broken from the mirror and they snapped at Bonnie's. The stiff, cold way they moved feeling almost alien for the robot. The rabbit almost flinched, but repressed it and calmly went back to cleaning.

Baby looked back at her reflection, a turmoil of emotions going on inside her behind the lifeless eyes that stared back. As she gazed at her reflection, she saw a sort of TV static or glitchy fuzz slowly start to form around her, a faint buzzing slowly starting to gain volume in her head. It was like a blanket was slowly choking her.

But she still didn't say a word, didn't move a joint or even twitch a wire. She was frozen as the war of emotions clashed inside her chest. She glanced down at her claw, flexing the massive pair of jagged teeth pincers as thoughts ran through her head at super speed. How she wanted to just tear this whole place apart, how she wanted to uproot everything.

If everyone was giving her a hard time, why the fuck should she hold back.

Bonnie grunting as he wiped down a particularly bad spot made the thoughts slow. Not outright stop, but just slow down. She wanted to hurt everyone... so, so badly. Well, except her friends and boyfriend. They were fine. But was worried that when she went off, she wouldn't be able to stop, that it'd be nothing but red in her vision. Nothing but a target wherever she looked.

That terrified her, because she knew when it finally clicked in her head after she did it, she'd completely break.

Bonnie subtly looked up at the mirror to gaze into Baby's eyes again, and he could now see that turmoil going on inside her, but only for a moment. It was like it was flickering, sparking like a dying candle.

The rabbit made no noise as his own thoughts tried to make sense of what was going on. Yes, he knew Baby hated this place, but the look in her eyes showed him she held nothing but hatred for this place. Aside from himself, Lefty and Molten, everyone has been antagonising her one way or another. Even those who did agree with how this Afton revenge plot was dumb, never were willing to side with Baby. Like they were scared, or disgusted with her. And it only got worse as time went on and more people distanced from her.