Rose - A Poppy Playtime Story

Chapter 69 - Death

(Hmmmm...)

"Excuse me...?" Doey snarled, the only person in the room willing to make a sound.

"Y-You heard." Catnap stuttered, fighting back the heavy weight of tears.

"Oh?...I want to hear you say it again. I dare you to say it again." The feline was brought closer to his face, the harness tightening ever so slightly. Catnap felt the hair on the back of his neck stand on end.

"Doey, please. He didn't mean-" Scarlet began, panicked.

"Shut your mouth." Doey growled, his head snapping in her direction. She a took a step back, her tail in between her legs. The minis around her grouped closer to the standing mini, their button eyes practically locked onto the doughman. Maraca stood on its four legs, frozen.

Doey turned back to Catnap, opening his mouth to speak once more, "First you taunt me with Poppy, then you mock my grief. How disgusting can you get?"

Catnap gave no response.

The harness around the cat's torso tightened slightly, squeezing the feline's rib cage. Catnap gasp softly as a soft crunch sounded from that area. Doey grinned, "How is that foolish confidence working out for you?" It tightened even more.

This time there was a strangled cry, and a bit of blood spilled from his mouth. His eyes went wide, and he started to shake, his irises slowly moving to look Doey back in the eye.

"S-Stop." Catnap cried, through gritted teeth. He was not, could not give that doughman the satisfaction.

"Why? Feeling a bit...squished?" Another crack, followed by pained sob. The crowd watched, still no one daring to make a sound.

"Cry kitty cat-" Doey began, but cut himself off when a small pain appeared on his left leg. He slowly brought his gaze downwards, seeing a little red bear biting down on the limb while growling.

The doughman blinked, before letting out loud chuckle. "Aren't you adorable?" He leaned down slightly, picking up the mini with his free arm. It squeaked, flailing around while trying to sink its teeth into him again. "You wild creatures are always so brave." He commented, before a soft grin appeared.

"...And ridiculously stupid." He threw Maraca into the closets wall, the poor bear wincing as it tried to get back up.

"L-Leave the m-m-minis out of t-this." Catnap snarled.

Doey took his gaze away from the struggling bear to glance at the cat, smiling sweetly.

"Hmmm, I think I won't. Not that one, at least. Especially when it gets such a remarkable reaction out of you. Is that one your favorite?" The free arm stretched to grab the mini, trapping Maraca in its grasp once more.

"Y-Your fight is w-with me."

"Yes. It is. Though, I don't recall ever saying this was a physical fight." He clenched his fist, the mini beginning to flail more desperately. Catnap's eyes widened.

"Doey, l-leave the b-b-bear a-alone." Catnap pleaded, starting to scratch at the dough trapping him. Doey squeezed the mini harder, watching the feline with a blank expression.