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I walked up to Wilford when he was in his room. I put my hood on over my head and kept my sleeves down. Maybe if i tell him we can actually be on each other's good side. I saw him sitting on his bed cleaning his gun. I looked at him. "U-um Wilford" i stuttered he pointed the gun at me. MIND DONT LET ME SAY WHAT I THINK I AM ABOUT TO SAY!!! I stared at him emotionlessly. "Go ahead, that'll just fix all of my problems" I said. He looked at me with... concern? He put the gun down fuck you too brain. "What's wrong?" He asked. I lifted up my sleeves and rolled up my pants revealing deep scars.
He put his hands to his mouth and gave me a hug. This was the most unexpected thing in the universe. "Why would you do that though? I mean i know we weren't on the best side of each other but that doesn't mean I don't care" He said. I smiled at him. "Hey wanna go to the carnival to get your mind off things?" He asked. "Yes, thank you" i replied. "Will ut let me feel happiness?" I asked.
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Dark's wittle kitten. (Darkiplier x child!Reader)
ФанфикY/n had her own style. Pastels and black. her parents hated it and her style. Living like this for 13 years plus abuse you finally learned how to block out the pain, you only cry in anger at yourself because you didn't do anything about it. You do...
