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A father's​ worst fear (✒-💀-💔)

(Story details:

Hazel has the ink illness, she's had it for a while now. She ended up getting an inkness attack while Mugman​ and Bekkah were out shopping, leaving Cuphead her only comfort. However, this time might be too much for her to handle... Told from Cuphead's ​POV)

It happened again.. of all times, when we were alone. I couldn't stand watching my daughter, only 13 years old, suffering like this.. she was coughing roughly, her pained cries loud, but also weak. Her face, hands and clothes were covered in ink. I could of swore my heart hurt more than the pain she was feeling.. "*cough, cough* D-da-aad..! It hurts.. So.. Much...!" Hazel wailed in agony. Both her eyes and mine filled with tears. "H-hang in there, Hazey..! You will be fine.. Just stay strong.. Please!" I Whimpered, hugging Hazel close to me by trying not to hurt her​. She was silent for a few moments. "Hey.. Ha.. Hazel..??" I asked in a concerned voice, looking for at Hazel. She was panting weakly. "D....d..dad..." She stated, her voice cracking from the pain she was in. "Y..yes?" I asked. I started to sob, and picked her up as she was so weak to sit up on her own. "T.. Tell.. Tell Mom... And Uncle......I love.. Them.." she whispered, looking up at me with heavy eyes. My eyes shot wide open and more tears started​ for flowing. "NO! DON'T YOU DARE GIVE UP!! I'M NOT GONNA LET YOU DIE, YOU HEAR ME?!" I yelled in anguish, holding her closer. "I need you! Your mom, Uncle... Your BROTHER needs you!! Don't you die on me!!" I continued. Hazel smiled weakly at me. "I know... But.... I never took have.. Truly left....." She then used whatever strength she might have had to hug me gently around my chest. "I... Love you...... Daddy...." She whispered. I started to hyperventilate while sobbing, and hugged her back. "Please..! Don't do this....!" I cried. Before I knew, Hazel's grip loosened, and she went limp. I gasped, and pulled back a bit too look at her. She was gone. My face went pale, and my body started to shiver from the shock I was in. My daughter died in my arms.. I then screamed in agony, tears flowing like a river from my eyes. "HAZEL!!!" I could barely breathe as I hugged tightly to my lifeless daughter, struggling for air as I sobbed uncontrollably. This had to be a dream.. a bad dream... A father's worst fear can't become reality.. It can't..