Silence.
That was all that remained throughout the whole ship.
What remaining on the floor is blood, the gun still smothering after it's uses...
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1 Hour Until Judgement.
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It was a silent yet long walk... preparing everything for the final hours. The few minutes until judgement... the sake of it all weight on your body, limping as you had at some point were now holding Curly in your arms... holding him like fragile glass.
All you could hear was his quiet breathing... walking towards the living room now. The sound of music growing closer and closer.
Awaiting at the table. Everyone was here, you set all decorations... balloons and many other things nearly without a missed detail. Everyone sitting on the table.
"...I know i never cared for birthdays."
Carefully, Y/N settles down on the table–a cover beneath him. After all, today was an special day wasn't it...?
Your special day.
The sound of kazoo's playing in a cheery manner–everyone wearing those yellow and red party hats. Yours being settle on the table and with... mouthwash, how appetizing.
The sound of clapping from everyone, jimmy, Anya, Swansea, Daisuke with curly, your best friend right in the middle. After all he deserve it for being such a wonderful captain and friends after these years.
"Woohoo!" Daisuke cheers, clapping his hands in sync with everyone.
"Happy birthday, Y/N!"
"This rocks!"
"Hear, hear!" Along swansea, before lifting a mouthwash bottle salute in cheers.
"To our dear engineer Y/N!"
He then takes a swig of the mouthwash... yay.
"Come on!" Anya sweetly encourages, her diffting eyes barely looking at you.
"You have to give a speech!"
"Go on! Have at it! Ya better make it good!"
"Hell yeah!" Daisuke shouts excitedly.
"Our family."
"Y/N L/N." She says your full name.
Slowly... you stood up, lifting the bottle of mouthwash over your head. Putting on a party hat as Curly could only watch.
"...A lot of people struggle everyday, we're that lucky few. All thanks to our captain. Right, Curly?"
"That lowest ladder... you help us make it our highest. Taking responsibility for everyone." You take a swig of the mouthwash–the sugary taste was fawful. As you then lower it down.
"Until it was all swept wrongly from you... us."
"Sometimes i wonder if we should've put you down out of mercy."
The thought was horrific... yet your intentions were only wanting what was best.
"Because nothing like this is worth living."
"...I don't hate you, i never believed any of this was your fault, captain."
"I forgive you. All of us do."
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"Welcome To Hell" | Mouthwashing Oc Insert
Terror"I got to get this off my chest, one last time I suppose." An Oc insert mouthwashing story, where Y/N, a mechanic on the pony express. Watching the months pass and everything fall apart.
