Blood Vines (Part 2)

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A/N: alright so since I'm caught up on Canon death's, instead of characters being able to respawn indefinitely, they have the life system. But normally its rare that someone cononically dies so they live for a pretty long time...also uh— Ghostbur's chapter is up next because the chapter with dream, Tommy, and Phil is gonna be about 5000 words, at least it might be around there, just to give you all an update on the chapter progress.

Bad, Puffy, and Antfrost went down to check on the egg after feeling a disturbance. The egg was covered with obsidian again. But Skeppy was gone.

Bad freaked out, then heard someone crying in the egg.

"Geppy?" He asked.

"Oh my goodness guys he's in the egg!" He heard the small sobs...it broke his heart.

"I'll get you out Skeppy...dont worry."

Bad got the other two to come with him to remove the appendages and vines on the surface....leaving Skeppy in the egg.

Skeppy was balled up in the egg. He was crying.

He hated the egg...

But simultaneously...it was the only one there for him at the moment...

↸𝙹リ'ℸ ̣ ||𝙹⚍ ∴ᔑリℸ ̣ ℸ ̣ 𝙹 ʖᒷ ⍑ᔑ!¡!¡|| ᓭꖌᒷ!¡!¡||?

"Yes....I wanna be happy." He said through his tears.

⋮𝙹╎リ ⚍ᓭ, ʖꖎ⚍ᒷ 𝙹リᒷ. Wᒷ'ꖎꖎ ℸ ̣ ᔑꖌᒷ ᓵᔑ∷ᒷ 𝙹⎓ ||𝙹⚍.

"You'll take care of me....."

||𝙹⚍ ⍑ᔑ⍊ᒷ リ𝙹 ↸ᒷᓭ╎∷ᒷᓭ

"I have no desires...." his voice was going monotone...the blood vines started consuming him.

↸𝙹リ'ℸ ̣ ||𝙹⚍ ⎓ᒷᒷꖎ ᒷ⚍!¡⍑𝙹∷╎ᓵ?

"I feel...euphoric." Skeppy said...he had the equivalent of a smile.

||𝙹⚍ ᔑ∷ᒷ ⍑ᔑ!¡!¡||.

"I am happy."

The vines consumed him.

These phrases repeated over and over and over again.

Until a couple hours later, he heard Bad's voice.

Bad got him out of the egg...but he wasn't the same.

He was covered in the blood vines.

His eyes changed from their normal dark brown to a maroon color.

There was a glint of teal in them...

But...

"Oh my goodness Skeppy! Are you ok?" Bad asked. He had been extremely worried about his best friend.

"Hello...." Skeppy answered.in a.monotone voice.

"Oh my goodness Skeppy...are you feeling ok?" Bad asked. There were waves of questions he wanted to ask.

"I feel...amazing." Skeppy answered looking at Bad blankly with a monotone voice.

"I— you— uh—" Bad was having trouble coherently speaking.

After a moment he recollected his thoughts.

"Do you feel diffrent at all? Cuz, s-s-skeppy you're red." Bad says.

The vines made it look to others like his clothes were red, when they were still baby blue in reality.

"I feel great." Skeppy answered blandly. He seemed to have had lost his personality.

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