I rub my arm, standing awkwardly. I didnt know what to say. "Don't you trust me bro?" Papy says in a hurtful tone. I grip onto my arm hard. I shouldn't have said anything. "Yes! Of course I do!" I said looking at him. "Then why didn't you tell me..?" He says. I look into his eyes, ( eyes? Eye sockets? I didnt know what to call them) He looked sad. "I-I..." Disappointing. Everything you worked so hard to make things work. It failed. Your existence isnt needed, you absolute waste of spa- "Blue, it's ok to now. We know the truth and we can work this out." Ink says with a smile on his face. Right. We can try again. I take a deep breath and hugged myself gently.
"I-I'm sorry Papy. I wanted many times tell yo-" lies. ".....No, I was a coward." I said. "Br-" "NO." I interrupted Papy. "Papyrus, I felt weak and stupid. I worked harder and stayed up a lot. Only having about 4 hours of sleep. I'm sorry that I wasn't as great as I looked." I said as I cried. Papy looked shocked and Ink looked a little sad. "And honestly..." I felt angry, I wanted to let my brother know what I'm feeling and Ink too. They really should know. "Honestly, hated both of you guys out of jealously. (Wow, plot twist) I admired you Papy because you were so fucking famous and-and you didn't do anything! You were always lazy and only sitting around at Muffet's! BUT, people still loved you and I hated that.......I worked hard to get into a position that I KNEW I wouldn't get into." I cried more as I let out my frustration. They both look at me with a mix of sad, guilt, and shock.
"And Ink, I admired you because everyone loved you! You have great friends and your so-so...lovable!!! Like- why does everyone put up with me!?" I started crying more, my hands clenched into a fist as my frustration starts washing away. "I know I'm annoying, so why do you guys don't tell me to shut up? Why do I seem so fragile to you-you g-guys." I start to quiet down. Nothing left to say? I was a little out of breath, I feel so shaky and lightheaded. I needed fresh air. I teleported to a universe. Didn't know which one, my mind was clouded. Just left them to all your insults stabbed right into them. I was where a Sans and a Frisk would meet. I sat down on the ground staring to who knows where. But then...I slowly lay down on the snowy ground. Feeling restless.
My vision begans to fade.......
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Smiling is a Coverup(Depressed Blueberry sans)
FantasyBlue is always keeping himself busy, trying to run away from feelings he keeps catching on too. But it will always eat him up. He keeps acting weird and "not himself", what happens when his friends notice this? !WARNING¡ * bad thoughts * depressed ...