(Ford pov)
It sucks to be a Cake, but you know what sucks more? Being a Fork because you can't taste or smell or feel…
Well, the feel thing is an exaggeration, but it sure as hell feels that way.
You can't get close to people in fear they realize what you are, and you can't become friends with Cakes in fear of you accidentally hurting or killing them, especially when they're-
your own brother…
If you're reading this, then yeah, I'm a Fork, but worst of all, I'm both Cake and Fork, two in one.
It's pure torture, I can't taste anything except my own saliva. Sometimes, I crave the taste of something so bad I chew at my own lips, fingers, and the sides of my cheeks.
Whenever my brother came around, I would start to chew at my lips and the inside of my mouth to prevent me from hurting him, though my tactics only stopped working once and it was the fight we got into that night.
He destroyed my future and made everything go downhill. I was so mad I lost control, and everything blacked out.
When I opened my eyes I saw blood on the tips of my fingers and noticed his head was bleeding a bit before I saw him look at me in fear, angrier and walk out the room before grabbing his stuff and leaveing for good.
Why was I descendant for sadness…
Why was I born a freak…
(Hope you enjoyed it, and by the way, Ford is a Red Velvet Cake and Stan is a Devils Food Cake)
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Why are you so addictive? (BillFord & Cakeverse)
Fanfiction(I thought of this last night and haven't been able to get it off my brain since) In this au, it takes place when they were still building the portal and before Fiddleford fell through the portal. It takes place in the Cakeverse because YES
