"Chara, I think we need to talk." I looked back at Frisk, Papyrus, and Sans. They were there just in case. But I needed to do this on my own.
"About what, my little blood drop?" They turned to me and smiled.
I sighed. This was going to be hard. They had gotten more malicious, and I didn't like what they had become. I loved them, but I was scared.
"We need a break. I love you, but you've...changed."
"I have? And you haven't? You're just as twisted as I."
But did I kill for fun? Just because something upset me? A sick grin spread out as they stepped near me.
"We can stay together, and we can kill together. You've hunted. You've hurt. We hate the world, and we can take it. All those monsters will shake with fear when our names are uttered. A knife and sword will be our symbol. Flowey can help."
"Chara..."
"Blood will run from the walls. Monster dust will litter the streets. You can keep some as your slaves. It will be a gory wonderland."
I took a breath.
"You've got me shaking from the way you're talking.
My heart is breaking but there's no use crying.
What a cyanide surprise you have left for my eyes,
If I had common sense I'd cut myself or curl up and die.
Sticks and stones could break my bones.
But anything you say will only fuel my lungs."
My friends stepped forward, but I raised a hand so they would stay back. I sang as Chara countered back.
"Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts."
"If this is love I don't wanna be loved."
"You pollute the room with a filthy tongue."
"Watch me choke it down so I can throw it up."
"Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts!"
"If this is love I don't wanna be hanging by the neck.
Before an audience of death."
Chara stepped closer as they held my face.
"You could be the corpse and I could be the killer,
If I could be the devil, you could be the sinner.
You could be the drugs and I could be the dealer.
Everything you say is like music to my ears.
You could be the corpse and I could be the killer!
If I could be the devil, you could be the sinner!
You could be the drugs and I could be the dealer!
Everything you say is like music to my, music to my ears!
I was sickened by their words.
"Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts!"
"If this is love I don't wanna be loved."
"You pollute the room with a filthy tongue."
"Watch me choke it down so I can throw it up."
"Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts."
"If this is love I don't wanna be hanging by the neck."
"Before an audience of death."
"Before an audience!
Failure find me
To tie me up now!"
Chara leaned in.
"'Cause I'm as bad, as bad as it gets."
I pushed them away.
"Failure find me
To hang me up now, by my neck,"
Chara pulled me closer by my waist.
"'Cause I'm a fate worse than death!"
I twisted away.
"What a cyanide surprise you have left for my eyes.
If I had common sense I'd cut myself or curl up and die!"
"Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts!"
"If this is love I don't wanna be loved."
"You pollute the room with a filthy tongue."
"Watch me choke it down so I can throw it up."
"Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts!"
"If this is love I don't wanna be hanging by the neck!
Before an audience!"
"Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts."
"If this is love I don't wanna be loved."
"You pollute the room with a filthy tongue."
"Watch me choke it down so I can..."
"Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts."
"If this is love I don't wanna be hanging by the neck!
Before an audience of death."
They kissed me and pushed away.
"We can take a break. But it won't be a long one."
I shuddered, knowing they were right.
This was an addictive, poisonous love.
