He finally understands?

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( No Second yet XD )

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"Alan." Victim called out, causing Alan's attention to the three young stick figures. "Huh?!" Alan exclaimed, looking at Chosen, then at Dark.

"Alan. These two want just peace. Please Alan, can't you understand? I want that too, and I'm sure you do too, why did you create Chosen just for a challenge, then discard him as if he never existed?" Victim asks Alan.

"Well-" Alan starts, but he doesn't know what to say.

"Exactly. Alan, We're just like you, stick figures, we breathe, we talk, and we do the same things you do, why can't you just see that!?" Victim asks Alan.

"I can, its just- I- I created you, so, I didn't realized you had feelings..." Alan admits, looking at Chosen. "But he," He says, pointing at Chosen. "He has no right to be mad at me, he literally attacked me as soon as he was made." Alan says, crossing his arms.

"I'm sorry? I just saw you as a threat. Nothing else. And what would you have done to me if I didn't attack you?" Chosen asks.

"Well- Okay, I'll be honest, I would've attacked you instead. But heck, that doesn't change anything now!" Alan says.

"Can't we just make peace?! I mean, you started it." Dark says, his voice betraying his anger, although he tried to sound okay.

"How about we make a deal?" Chosen asks Alan.

"What kind?" Alan asks.

"We just want peace, if we can't get that, we will," Chosen says, pointing at Dark. "Destroy this whole computer we live in!" He says.

"What!? Not before I'd kill you." Alan threatens.

"SERIOUSLY!? We're just asking for peace!! How much is that to ask for?!" Chosen exclaims.

Alan thought for a moment. Peace would be nice, and teaming up with these powerful stick figures might be a good thing... minus Victim though. But half of Alan didn't want that... but it would be a little nice, if they were real, sentient living things, they were very young.

Alan remembered when he and Victim started to live together normally, Victim may be mischievous sometimes, but he likes his company too, even if they barely know and be around each other.

But Alan also didn't really care about him. Victim, was just... his creation? He wasn't born as a baby... so why would he be real? But the way they acted... they were no virus...

And he probably didn't have any other choices now, Chosen and Dark definitely weren't lying.

But they must promise something.

The three sticks looked expectantly at Alan. "Well? What do you have to say for yourself!?" Chosen urged.

"Yeah, I'm sorry. I seriously thought you guys were bots or something, but looking at myself... I'm a stick figure who owns this place... and I made you guys... but I didn't think I'd be that powerful enough to make actual living stick figures, and the fact that you act just like me..." Alan says, his voice trailing off.

The three younger sticks all exchanged confused glances at each other. Then Victim glared at Alan. "But I clearly should have proven that I was indeed real!" He yells. "And if I can prove that, then that's enough to prove they are as well!" he says, pointing at Dark and Chosen.

"I- I know... but... I..." Alan stammered, he felt defeated.

"So you're saying you're just now realizing this?!" Victim asks.

"W-Well, uh- Yeah?" Alan admits. Wow, what have I done? Making stick figures, just for them to suffer, nah, i suffered more, hmph!

Dark looks at Alan with narrowed eyes. "SO. Do you accept our deal, or will we end up destroying this computer, and you will be destroyed with it?" He asks.

"I do accept. But... as long as you guys behave. Like, what i mean by behave is no fighting to the point that you'd destroy this computer." Alan says.

Chosen and Dark look at each other.

Alan looks at the ground.

Victim looks at everyone. "So its final?" He asks.

"Yeah." Chosen agrees, looking at Victim, then back at Dark.

"I guess." Dark agrees.

"Sure." Alan also agrees.

"Then... let me show you guys around!" Victim says, taking Dark and Chosen's hands and running towards his Minecraft house.

Alan watches them for a moment, then sighs. "Welp, now three naughty sticks are going to be following me around... great. Well, I guess I have myself to blame for that!" He thought aloud.

Alan then went to go animate, already knowing that sooner or later the sticks will be asking him some questions.

Alan decided not to draw another stick figure in awhile, and when he does, it'll be animated this time, and hopefully it won't come to life randomly. (Lol >:3)


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