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“Can’t you just tell him to leave me alone!?" Mr. Egg said, his voice louder than usual.

"Listen..Mr. Cheese just likes to tease just ignore hi-"

"TEASE!?" Mr. Egg spat.

"Him constantly calling me names, picking on me, killing me first in every one of our games is simply not teasing!”

“So if you can kindly please stop defending him when he is clearly in the wrong that would utterly be great." Mr. Egg had finally lost his temper and yelled at TheGentleman.

The whole crew in the Lobby watched the situation unfold, everyone was shocked as their eyes were glued to the quarrel the two crewmates were having. Mr. Egg never raised his voice, at anyone. The crew never saw Mr. Egg this mad before, well. They’ve never seen him mad at all, it was so out of touch for someone like him. TheGentleman sighed as he took a deep breath.

“Mr. Cheese doesn’t like you, I get that. Yes he targets you all the time, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t blow up over this round-“

“I shouldn’t blow up over this!?” Mr. Egg scoffed, he balled his fists in anger, the pink suited astronaut clearly growing more impatient and angrier by the second.

He drew in a deep breath and sighed, trying to calm himself down. “Gentleman.” He began.

“We literally SAW him kill Veteran, and instead of voting him off, you voted me. And on top of that, you didn't do anything at all when he began calling me names, again!” Mr. Egg felt as if he was on the verge of tears, years of Mr. Cheese’s treatment finally had caught up to him and made him snap.

Everyone witnessed what happened in the game, the crew could understand his anger. Mr. Egg was done extremely dirty and seeing TheGentleman made everyone lose just for Mr. Cheese was annoying, they’ve all grown tired of TheGentleman and Mr. Cheese’s teaming.

TheGentleman snapped in. “Okay well sorry for wanting to support my own boyfriend!”

“Yeah support your boyfriend who is a psychopath, a brat, and to give him the whole entire audience, a narcissi-“

“Shut up!” He hissed.

“I will not let you call my boyfriend names, you are stepping way out of line Egg, I’ve been able to keep it formal with you up until now but this is the final straw.” TheGentleman informed him, staring him down with a stern look.

“I don’t care if he does these things!” TheGentleman snapped. “He’s MY boyfriend, and I’ll always pick his side over yours!”

Mr. Egg felt tears forming in his eyes but he pressed on trying to keep a strong composure. “I-I’m not asking you to pick his side over mine!” He yelled. “I am asking YOU to be a decent person again!”

“I AM a good person, for your information.” TheGentleman grumbled, clearly he was quite offended at Mr. Egg’s remark towards him.

“Clearly not when you keep pulling this tomfoolery.” He mumbled. “What was that!?” TheGentleman asked.

“My patience is running thin with you right now, I can’t believe you’re acting so immature right now! This is highly inappropriate behavior Mr. Egg, and you know it-”

“I CARED ABOUT YOU SO MUCH.” Mr. Egg cried, cutting TheGentleman off.

TheGentleman was shocked about the sudden cries of his ex associate, he didn’t think he would react so over the top like this.

“I feel like I don’t even have the right to be upset with you sometimes! I can see why you are like this but come on! For goodness sakes TheGentleman!” Mr. Egg began, he clenched his fists in anger, his breathing was heavy as he tried to calm himself down. But even he knew that would be a tough battle.

TheGentleman realized that there was no point in arguing with him anymore, he couldn’t even defend himself. He knew how Mr. Cheese and him had been acting in the lobby, sure he didn’t want to admit it but he knew they were playing completely unfairly and of course. Mr. Egg had to fall victim to it multiple times, completely by purpose and by chance too. TheGentleman took a deep breath and straightened his already tall figure out. He tried to speak to Mr. Egg in a much calmer voice but that just made the pink-suited crewmate even more emotional.

“You are literally so rude now! I..It’s unbelievable! That’s all you are now!” Mr. Egg screamed with a shaky voice.

“You’re completely different from who you once were, where’s that sweet old grumpy man I once knew!?” He cried.

“All you do is just ignore Mr. Cheese’s blatant problems!” He shouted. “Where were YOU when he started WRONGFULLY insulting Player and Veteran!?” Mr. Egg question, remaining his gaze locked onto TheGentleman.

TheGentleman stayed in eye contact with Mr. Egg as he listened to him ranting, he felt awful. He had witnessed his associate picking on the two again, he could have said something or at least get Mr. Cheese to lay off. Having Mr. Egg snapped and finally putting things in perspective for him really did help make him see how much of a dick he was truly being. He wanted to say something to Mr. Egg, but what could he say? I’m sorry? A mediocre “sorry” could not be able to fix this whole situation for the both of them.

“Y-You just say yes to everything he does and say now! Not much better than I was! “ He screamed. “Oh! Because he’s my “Beanie boy!” “My sweet little beanie boy!” Mr. Egg mocked, he looked away from TheGentleman as he began roughly rubbing his tears away with his arm.

The lobby finally fell silent, everyone looked at one another. No one knew what to say or if they should jump in this conversation, they were all processing this at once. Pretty much everyone was shocked into silence, from Mr. Egg’s blowout to TheGentleman’s silence. TheGentleman’s furious expression was gone, It was now replaced with a very regretful and sad one. TheGentleman stuttered over his words as he tried to speak, to try and get anything out to help make this situation any better, he gave up on trying to say something and decided to try and comfort Mr. Egg with a hug of some kind or a comforting hand.

He reached out his hand to touch Mr. Egg’s shoulder.

“Mr. Egg, I-“

But Mr. Egg quickly slapped his hand away.

“D-DON’T..T-Touch me…” Mr. Egg yelled through choked sobs, all the anger that he felt was gone. All it was now was disappointment. He felt more tears roll down his cheeks as he looked at TheGentleman. The look of disappointment in his eyes said everything, TheGentleman’s heart broke as he realized the damage he had actually done, he wanted to say something. Anything. But he couldn’t, he felt too ashamed to say anything, he felt like an absolute fool. Mr. Egg spoke again.

“I ruined my mental health so much for you, I ruined everything for you. I didn’t have too, I didn’t. I loved you so much…I love you so much I-I just wanted for you to at least see how much I cared for you, but you never seemed to care. You never did care. Did you?”

He was silent, he didn’t know how to respond, he shamefully looked away.

“But that doesn’t matter anymore, it never will. Because I’m done, I’m so done with you. I’m so done with him.” He said in a low voice, pointing over to Mr. Cheese who had been silent this whole time just standing still. “I’m so done with everyone!” He said with a disappointed laugh.

He rubbed his face with his hands and stared at TheGentleman once more.

“I hope this can finally open your eyes and make you realize how awful Mr. Cheese and you have been, but then again. There is a part of me hoping not, because there is a part of me wishing for you to suffer just like I have.”

Mr. Egg pulled out the game panel out of his pocket and opened the leave selection screen, but not before looking at TheGentleman in his eyes for the final time. Whose eyes were full of tears by now.

“TheGentleman, loving you was the worst mistake I ever made. Forever and ever I wish I never fucking met you.”

Mr. Egg has left the lobby.

TheGentleman just stood there staring at the last spot he’ll ever see the pink crewmate again, he wanted to fall to his knees and sob. He wanted to fucking punch himself, how fucking stupid could he have been!? TheGentleman began sobbing as he ended up slouching to the floor, he buried his face into his arms as he tried to stop.

Just as before, nobody knew what to do. They didn’t know what to say or if they should even say anything at all, finally Mother walked over to TheGentleman and kneeled down. She pulled him into a hug as he sobbed still, she began rubbing his back in comforting circles as they sat there.

“I-I’m such a fucking simpleton! W-Why didn’t I…J-Just why d-did I say those awful t-things to him…W-WHY COULDN’T I KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT FOR ONCE?!” He yelled.

“Shh shh it’s okay Gentleman.”

“NO IT’S…IT’S NOT!” He cried out.

“I’ve treated him so poorly for so long all because of what…” he trailed off, looking at the ground.

“Some guy who doesn’t even have basic human decency.” He whispered.

“Gentleman…” Mr. Cheese walked up to the two crewmates, he looked around nervously. He was clearly uncomfortable after the whole meltdown that had just happened, he felt quite embarrassed and angry with how badly Mr. Egg called him out. He was mad more than anything but tried his best to comfort his boyfriend.

“Hey um…Don’t…Worry about that! It’s just a little meltdown, heck! Why should we even bother to worry about him..!” He nervously laughed.

“He just doesn’t matter anymore. He’s gone and we can’t change that, but we do have each other! So come on, let’s get out of here and spend some time together. Let’s head down to Cheese Louise and I’ll whip us up some of my finest cheesiest cheese burgers. That’ll cheer you up!” He beamed.

Mother looked back at Gentleman who was silent now, other than his sniffles here and there. He nodded and stood up, Mother still stayed on the floor as she watched them. Mr. Cheese happily grabbed TheGentleman’s hand but TheGentleman slowly pulled away. Mr. Cheese confusedly looked at TheGentleman.

“Huh..?” He questioned.

“I think you and I need some space Mr. Cheese.” TheGentleman began.

“I need some space, I need to think about what just happened.” He mumbled.

Suddenly Mr. Cheese went quiet, but that quietness was quickly replaced with anger as got red in the face and yelled at him.

“Are. You. Kidding. Me!?” He screamed. “ Are you REALLY gonna let OUR relationship END because of that STEWPID moron!? He doesn’t matter anymore! That’s that! H-He never did to begin with!” He shrieked, Mr. Cheese just about had it with TheGentleman. Now it was time for his anger that was boiling for years to be released.

“NOT RIGHT NOW, NOT FOR THE PAST 2 YEARS HE DID. SO DON’T TELL ME YOU’RE GONNA THROW AWAY EVERYTHING WE’VE FREAKING BUILT FOR THE PAST 3 YEARS JUST BECAUSE OF SOME STUPID FREAKING MENTAL BREAKDOWN!? THAT’S SO STUPID! EVEN FOR YOU!” He shrieked, Mr. Cheese was shaking with anger.

He couldn’t fathom the fact that this was TheGentleman’s reaction, he HATED that was how his boyfriend reacted. He clenched his teeth together to the point of it hurting, each sob drove Mr. Cheese angrier by the second. He stared at the charcoal crewmate and waited his answer, he waited for him to apologize. That’s what he deserved in Mr. Cheese’s mind. An apology for completely shoving him away for his ex. That’s how he saw it.

That’s how he always saw it.

“I SHOULD'VE CHANGE MR. CHEESE.” TheGentleman finally softly yelled out, he began crying once again.

“IT’S SO MUCH MORE THAN THAT, IT’S SO MUCH MORE THAN JUST A BREAKDOWN! IT’S SO MUCH MORE THAN A GAME! IT’S SO MUCH MORE THAN EVERYTHING! IT’S YEARS OF VERBAL ABUSE AND BULLYING CATCHING UP WITH HIM…IT’S YEARS OF MISTREATMENT THAT FINALLY MADE HIM SNAP! IT’S-IT’S.” He sobbed, he paused, taking a moment to wipe his tears away with his sleeve.

“…Years of being ignored and treated poorly by someone he loves so dearly that finally caught up to him, it’s years of me. It’s all fault. Everything is, I should’ve been there with him from the start. I should’ve treated him good, not poorly just to please you. I should’ve been there for him! I-I should’ve told him how important he was to everyone here, I-I should’ve at least lent an ear when he tried to talk to me. I-“ He choked on his tears.

“I should’ve told him how much he meant to me..” Mother stood up and hugged TheGentleman again, she sighed as he sobbed into her shoulder. “H-How much I-I truly did love him.” He whispered.

“You know what TheGentleman?”

“We’re done.”

“I've done everything for you, I did EVERYTHING for you. I’VE FREAKING LOVED YOU SO MUCH UNCONDITIONALLY I’VE-“

“I agree.” He whispered, cutting off Mr. Cheese.

Mr. Cheese was severely taken aback by this, he was expecting him to beg him not to go again or to ask for forgiveness, anything to appease him. But he didn’t, and that made him mad.

“W-Wait what…You’re not even gonna FIGHT FOR OUR RELATIONSHIP!?”

“Yes.” TheGentleman slowly stood up and turned around, he stared Mr. Cheese in the eyes. Mother slowly rose to, still keeping a comforting hand on TheGentleman’s shoulder.

“I’ve finally come to realize how awful you truly are. I was way too late to realize, you’re selfish. You’re narcissistic, you’re a complete total asshole now. You’re way too possessive!” TheGentleman yelled, he felt his throat grow more scratchy as the tears on his face were no more.

“I can’t ever play with any of my friends anymore without you throwing a fit, you get super pissy when I don’t do what you want to do, you you fucking completely bullied Player and Mr. Egg into the point of depression!” This time TheGentleman’s sadness turned into anger.

“YOU’RE PSYCHOTIC AND FUCKING CREEPY!? Y-YOU MADE A ROBOT VERSION OF ME FROM WHAT PLAYER AND EVERYONE ELSE TOLD ME, AND YOU ARE SO UNBELIEVABLY VIOLENT FOR NO REASON! YOU GUILT TRIP ME CONSTANTLY YOU TRY TO CONTROL EVERYTHING I DO NOW! I-IT’S FUCKING UNBELIEVABLE! I-I’M SO MAD NOW I AM JUST FUCKING FINALLY PUTTING TWO AND TWO TOGETHER NOW!”

“SO YOU KNOW WHAT MR. CHEESE!? WE ARE DONE. I AM DONE!”

Mr. Cheese stood still for a few moments, not saying anything. For him the world seem to at those soul crushing words he was greeted by yet again. It was one thing for him to say those things but for HIM to say it was a whole other story, Mr. Cheese began laughing historically. Doubling over as his face turned to a now taunting grin, everything. I did EVERYTHING FOR HIM. And this…Is how he pays me pack…I gave him everything…How could he fucking do this to…me!? Through laughs he choked out.

“You did this…” He mumbled.

Everyone was horrified as they saw the orange crewmate’s reaction to the whole ordeal, everyone grew uncomfortable as he continued laughing hysterically. Mr. Cheese finally looked up, a crazed and deviled look in his eyes. The grin that was on his face stretched from ear to ear now, he stood up straight. He reached into his pocket for the game panel and held it in his hand hard, his whole hand was shaking as he squeezed it.

“Since you seem to care about your little eggy boy sooooooooooo damn much I would actually like to put that to the test.” Mr. Cheese giggled.

With his other hand he reached into his pocket and took out his knife, as Mr. Cheese brought up the knife to his face he began laughing maniacally again. Everyone’s hearts dropped as they realized what he had meant, TheGentleman immediately began yelling at Mr. Cheese but he just stood there with the biggest grin on his face.

“Mr. Cheese what the bloody hell!?” He cried, Mr. Cheese just stood there grinning, completely in no means of caring of what TheGentleman had to say.

M-Mr. Cheese calm down…You’re not going to..” Player’s voice trailed off, he had been standing right next to him, slowly backing away as he met Mr. Cheese’s eyes.

“Oh Player, Player, Player. I am DONE. With ALWAYS being put second to that stupid egghead. He needs to fucking pay, and I’m going to finally give him that well deserved karma he so desperately needs!” Mr. Cheese taunted.

“Mr. Cheese, you control yourself! Now, put the knife down and let’s talk about th-“

“Shut up!” He shrieked, Mr. Cheese laughed again as he doubled over, still clenching the knife as tight as ever. I’m going to make him fucking pay, this has gone on for far too long.

“I’ve let you be fucking friends with that shitty moron, I’ve let you play with him even though you knew how much it hurts me.” Mr. Cheese said, his voice shaking.

“But noooooo…YOU never cared. You couldn’t sacrifice this one person just for me, the one person I truly fucking hated.”

“Oh Gentleman, you’re going to regret this. I’m going to fucking make you regret this decision for the rest of your pathetic life!” Mr. Cheese pulled out the game panel himself and let out one last giggle.

“Bye bye, TheGentleman~” He sneered.

Mr. Cheese has left the lobby.

~

“Gentleman calm down! You’re having a panic attack!”

TheGentleman’s breathing was sporadic and shaky, he had fallen back on the floor again as Mother and others desperately tried to comfort him. But nothing seemed to work, Veteran felt a sting of guilt for him, although they never were on the greatest terms he still cared about him. Veteran got on his knees and began rubbing TheGentleman’s shoulders in any way to try and comfort him. Even from all the comfort he had been receiving from his friends, nothing seemed to calm him down.

TheGentleman grabbed his throat as he desperately tried to breathe, the attempts in calming himself down only came down to pitiful moments as overwhelming feelings of dread and frustration washed over him, he knew what was going to happen he knew what was going to happen. He knew him all too well, he hated that. He’s going to find him, he knows where he lives already oh my god.

He dug his fingers through his hair and fisted a bunch of his hair and tugged on it. He tried to drown out everyone’s voices with his thoughts. He shook violently as he felt the intense pressure in his throat building up to vomit, he clenched his stomach with his arms as he leaned over. He wanted to vomit so badly but he couldn’t, it only caused him to feel even more sick. He felt pats on his back by his friends but still, nothing changed.

“Y-You need to call the police..right now.” He rasped.

Captain shared an awkward glance with the crew as he walked closer to TheGentleman. “Gentleman, I’m sure Mr. Egg is going to be fine. Mr. Cheese isn’t obviously going to-”

“NO!” Captain was interrupted with a sharp scream, TheGentleman kept muttering and repeating the same phrase.

“P-Please I b-beg of you. I know how he is. He is going to hurt him. Call the police.”

“Gentleman, you’re just overreacting at the moment, you’re having a panic attack you need to calm down-“

“I can’t fucking calm down where Mr. Egg’s life is in fucking danger right now!” He snapped back.

“I won’t ask you guys again, call the police.”

Silence. No one really believed that Mr. Cheese would actually go out of the way to hurt Mr. Egg and find out where he lives, well for crying out loud no one knew where anyone lived. They didn’t want to involve the authorities over a panic attack, sure in any other circumstance they would listen but since Gentleman was suffering from one they all thought he was just way over his head.

“Gentleman..Mr. Cheese says a lot of stuff when he’s angry. He’s not actually going to-“

“PLEASE!” He cried.

“He’s going to hurt him, he’s going to hurt him, he’s going to hurt him, he’s going to hurt him.”

“Call the police right now!” He screamed at them, TheGentleman began sobbing. He was a total emotional wreck.

“Dude, we don’t even know where he lives! What are we even gonna tell the coppers?” Stoner questioned, he had entered the room with a nice cup of hot steaming tea, he walked over to TheGentleman and set it down next to him.

“Drink this to calm your nerves dude. It works. One hundred percent!” Stoner said happily.

“Uh..Are you sure this works?” Captain asked. “It doesn’t like have any weird uh…plants or anything like that?”

“Chillax bro, this stuff totally rocks and calms down the old steam engine.” Stoner gave Captain a little wink.

Captain a bit confused shrugged his shoulders, “Eh if you say so then!”

“I don’t want anything to drink, I want you to call the cops.”

His mind raced to where their last interaction was, Mr. Egg’s words played in his mind over and over again. TheGentleman bit his tongue as he remembered the psychotic look Mr. Cheese had in his eyes, he knew he had every intention of harming him.

“We need to call the cops.”

“But we don’t-“

“Captain!” TheGentleman shrieked. “You have access to everyone’s files, records, e-everything! You can see where he lives.”

“W-What!? But that would be heavily against all I’ve been taught in crewmate college!”

“C-Captain please!” TheGentleman begged, his sleeve was drenched in his tears as he still tried to hold them back.

“I’m b-begging you..all of you.” He whispered.

“I..It’s just.”

“Please!” He cried out again, he buried his head into his hands as he continued to mutter and desperately plead with them.

He felt like a headless chicken running around in circles, getting nowhere. Feeling suffocated, he hated it, he despised this feeling of not being able to help. He fucking hated it.

“Uhm…okay..I-I..Uh.”

“I beg you!” TheGentleman screamed again.
Uh uh
Captain kicked his feet and sighed. “Okay.”

TheGentleman removed his head from his hands as he made eye contact with Captain, his face still flushed with red and wet with tears.

“We’ll call the cops.”

~

Mr. Egg felt awful, he was lying down in his bed. Trying to recollect everything that had just happened that day. TheGentleman had been trying to call and text him for hours, even leaving an abundance of voice messages. He even saw some of the crew trying to call him, but he just assumed it was them trying to get him in touch with TheGentleman so he didn’t respond. Mr. Egg didn't listen to them or open any of the texts, he just couldn’t. He felt so bad for lashing out at TheGentleman like that, he knew he should have pulled him aside and talked to him privately. He felt so guilty he let his emotions get the better of him.

Mr. Egg knew he didn’t mean what he said, he didn’t mean those things. He didn’t, that’s what he kept repeating to himself, as much as Mr. Egg tried to get over TheGentleman he never could. Maybe that’s why I foolishly lashed out at him much more harshly than intended, but even if that is the case. It doesn’t make it right, I shouldn’t have said those things. W-Why just why did I have to yell at him, I’m so stupid! Mr. Egg buried his face into the white pillow as he began to weep, he couldn’t help it anymore.

Mr. Egg began rubbing his eyes more fiercely as tears still pooled out of them, he sighed and closed his eyes shut. Trying to just sleep off the whole ordeal until he was in a more clearer headspace to think about everything, finally. He had successfully cried himself to sleep, Mr. Egg had slowly begun waking up. He rearranged himself in the bed as he was trying to figure out why he had woken up so suddenly.

His thoughts were stopped as he felt his phone vibrate from underneath his side. He was about to grab his phone until he stopped, it’s most definitely Gentleman. He didn’t want to keep ignoring TheGentleman but he didn’t want to answer either because of the mixture of anger, sadness, frustration, and guilt he felt. He closed his eyes again trying to go back to bed, but then he felt his phone buzzing rapidly. Mr. Egg sighed and sat up, he wanted to silence his phone but didn’t want to have to look at the text messages that were being sent.

He finally decided to go grab a drink to calm his nerves down. Mr. Egg used his hands to guide him across the dark room, he felt for the wall for his light switch but when he found it and tried to flick it, the light didn’t come on. Mr. Egg was quite confused and he tried again, nothing. He let out a disappointed sigh and figured he would just deal with it later, he had no idea why the light switch wasn’t working. It’s not like he lived in some worn down house, he lived in a quite nice house by the beach. Basically a beach house.

He walked down the hall and into his living room, he stopped walking, confused once again. He could’ve sworn he left the lights on, Mr. Egg looked out to the balcony that was located in his living room. It was still pitch black outside and with no signs of any breezes, he stepped onto the outside area and tried to spot if any of his neighbors lights were out too. But unfortunately, no matter how high he tried to look, his view was obscured by the big palm trees and mountains, making it basically impossible to spot his neighbors. Quite frankly, he didn’t even know why he’d try in the first place, probably because he was still half asleep and groggily from just waking up.

Mr. Egg wondered if he can even call them neighbors, their houses may have been in the same vicinity of each other but they were still quite a long way away from one another. Mr. Egg stopped dead in his tracks, he felt uneasy all of a sudden, the thought of his power going out randomly with no explanation scared him. Also might be talking from the paranoia from constantly playing Among Us but still, he went into his kitchen and began searching the drawers for a candle.

Mr. Egg could luckily still kinda see thanks to the moonlight illuminating part of the living room and kitchen, I suppose that’s why he didn’t spot it at first. As Mr. Egg finally found a candle and pulled it out, he walked over to the coffee table by his table and grabbed his lighter, he made his way back to the kitchen and lit the candle. The candle wasn’t very powerful but at least he can still see a little more, that’s when in the farthest darkest corner of the living room he saw it.

A silhouette. His heart dropped. Mr. Egg froze with fear and tried to focus his vision on it, reasoning with himself he was just seeing things. He tried everything, maybe it was just a coat rack, a random piece of furniture, a mannequin? Does he even own a mannequin!? The fear in his eyes only grew more when the silhouette stepped into view of the partially illuminated room, that’s when he saw it.

“I-I…wh-wh..M-Mr..Mr. Cheese!?” He yelled and tripped over his own feet a little as he almost fell backwards, he quickly grabbed onto one of his kitchen counters with his hand.

“Nice place ya got here Mr. Egg! I knew you were wealthy but wow! This…This is nice!” Mr. Cheese said happily, his hands obviously hiding something behind his back, he stepped forward and tilted his head when he noticed the terrified look on the pink crewmate's face.

“Aww…what’s wrong?” He asked innocently. “Dontcha wanna spend some time with your little old cheesy friend!?” His smile grew more as he began peacefully humming.

Mr. Egg was just about ready to scream, but he couldn’t. He was terrified, frozen in place. He wanted to move but he was shaking so much, that’s when Mr. Cheese taking another step forward snapped him out of it and he was able to yell out shakily.

“D-Don’t come near!” Mr. Egg grabbed a glass vase he had kept on the counter top and armed himself with it, Mr. Cheese stopped as he was trying to take another step. He stood there for a few seconds, quietly studying Mr. Egg, he then sighed and shook his head.

“Ya know egghead, I deserve so much better than I was given, I deserve to have at least SOME amount of justice. YOU deserve at least some karma, but that never came.” Mr. Cheese’s happy face broke as it was now replaced with an angry smile of some sorts, that’s when he pulled out what he seemed to be hiding behind his back.

A knife.

Mr. Cheese took the knife out and began playing with it, gently gliding his finger down the sharp edge of the blade and giggling. He didn’t flinch away or pull back when a cut slowly opened up on his finger, instead he stopped and pulled it up to his face, and examined it.

“You know…” He began. “I could easily just get the job done right now, I could’ve just easily killed you when you were fast asleep in your room~” Mr. Egg’s heart dropped as he heard that sentence, his breathing now shaking as he remembered when he woke up so suddenly.

“It was quite cute honestly, seeing you sleeping with not a care in the world to spare, watching texts and calls from TheGentleman and everyone else trying to warn you for what was about to come.” Just then, Mr. Cheese took his finger and placed it in his mouth, he licked the blood clean and then smirked.

“No wonder why TheGentleman loves you more than me, ever since I met you from the start I just knew, absolutely KNEW he loved you way more than me.” Tears began welding up in Mr. Cheese’s eyes as he began choking up.

“And that killed me.” He whispered.

“But now I’ve come to realize that the only way I can be happy is if you’re suffering, I can’t live a happy life without knowing you’re in some type of pain.” Mr. Cheese’s eyes started right through Mr. Egg, with a burning hatred, one that’s been boiling for years.

“I was supposed to never see you again, but of course you just had to come crawling back, and you kept coming back.” He gripped the knife tighter and tighter, his hand beginning to turn a light shade of red.

“But not this time.” He giggled taking more steps forwards, Mr. Egg’s voice got caught in his throat as he tried to yell at him so instead he raised the glass vase at him again, but Mr. Cheese had no reaction and kept taking steps forward.

“This time…” He loosened his grip on the knife and smiled.

“THIS TIME IT’LL BE DIFFERENT!”

With that Mr. Cheese lunged for Mr. Egg, Mr. Egg panicked and quickly threw the vase at Mr. Cheese with all his strength. But it sadly missed and smashed into pieces on the floor behind them, Mr. Cheese attempted to plunge the knife into Mr. Egg’s chest but he quickly grabbed the handle of the knife and grabbed it pushing back at him. They both struggled for a bit until one slipped and sent both of them tumbling into the ground. Mr. Cheese was the first to get up and sent a string of punches and kicks into Mr. Egg’s face, stomach, and head.

Mr. Egg threw his arms around his head attempting to shield himself, but the blows still came. He quickly looked around for the knife Mr. Cheese had dropped, despite the mass amount of pain being dealt to him he was able to find the handle of the blade and grab onto it, but the orange-suited crewmate saw this and slammed his foot down onto Mr. Egg’s hand. Mr. Egg cried out in pain and immediately retracted his hand to the safety of his stomach, but failed to bring the knife with him.

Mr. Cheese began giggling maniacally as if he couldn’t stop, he bent down and picked up the knife and raised it over his head. Preparing to stab the smaller one repeatedly but Mr. Egg turned onto his side and kicked Mr. Cheese’s legs out from underneath him, he slammed onto the floor with a hard thump and stopped moving. Mr. Egg quickly scrambled off of the floor and stared down at his attacker, he lied there still as day. No words or peeps uttered out from him, Mr. Egg’s heart raced as he panicked that he had actually killed him.

He never wanted to kill him, it was all just in self defense he didn’t actually want to end his life. He didn’t mean it, he didn't mean it, oh my goodness what have I done…I killed him I actually killed him didn’t I! Mr. Egg took a deep breath and tried to calm himself, n-no he can’t just be dead like that, just check on him I’m sure he’s fine…Mr. Egg nudged his foot and prodded Mr. Cheese on his side, no response was given. Mr. Egg couldn’t tell if he was breathing or not so he slowly bent down and leaned in a little close towards him to see if he was breathing.

Doesn’t look like he’s breathing. Oh my goodness what have I done- Just then Mr. Egg felt a sharp burning pain in his stomach, he screamed and stumbled backwards falling onto the ground. His hand shot towards where the pain was and then he realized he'd been stabbed. His head shot towards where Mr. Cheese had been lying but now he was no longer lying down but standing up, laughing.

“You fucking stewpid egg-head! I knew you would fall for it.” He burst into maniacal laughter as he began playing with this knife again, which was now soaked with Mr. Egg’s blood. Mr. Egg helpless crawled back into the living with one arm as his other hand tried to stop the bleeding wound, cries of pain could be heard from him as he desperately tried to get away. Mr. Cheese began licking the knife clean. He didn’t seem to care when he cut his tongue multiple times with the knife, all he focused on was the blood. After he was done he looked at Mr. Egg, he was smiling so much he was sure it had to hurt by now.

“The days I’ve dreamt to finally fucking have a taste of your blood is so unmatched to everything else I’ve ever wanted.” He began walking towards Mr. Egg again as he had now propped himself up against the coffee table in his living room.

“Finally, after too many painful FUCKING years.” He stood over him, staring down with his wicked grin and his knife tight in his hand.

“I can finally watch you bleed out permanently in front of me.”

He slammed the knife into Mr. Egg’s right leg, he let out a blood curdling scream as Mr. Cheese dug the knife into his leg and began dragging it down, pulling Mr. Egg towards him. Mr. Egg used his other leg to kick his hand away, it worked for a moment but that earned him the knife flying down into his other leg and being harshly yanked out. Mr. Cheese then grabbed Mr. Egg by the hair and began pulling him towards the center of the room. Mr. Egg’s feeble attempt of trying to unhook the orange crewmates grasp wasn’t successful, Mr. Cheese let go of him and slammed him into the ground.

Mr. Egg groaned as his head hit the hard floor boards, his breathing started to lessen as it came out on hard huffs and puffs, he shakily did his best to get up from the floor. He used his elbows to push his body up but Mr. Cheese kicked him back down, he whimpered as he hit the floor again. Mr. Cheese used his foot and jabbed him in his side before pushing him over on his back, he bent down and put the knife up against his throat, using his other hand to grab his hair again and hold his head back.

“You know, I almost feel bad.” He grinned, titling his head. Mr. Egg felt tears going down his face as he tried shaking him off, but there was no use.

“M-Mr. Ch-Cheese stop! Please!” He begged.

Mr. Cheese ignored him and applied pressure to the knife as he began forcing the blade towards Mr. Egg’s throat, a big cut wound began opening up as blood began seeping out of it and down Mr. Egg’s chest. Mr. Egg began shaking even more as he slowly felt Mr. Cheese’s knife tear into his skin, he closed his eyes shut. Preparing for him to completely slit his throat but that never came, he slowly opened his eyes as he was met with Mr. Cheese’s. He stayed there not moving at all, his face no longer in a grin but a questioning type of look.

Confusion flooded over Mr. Egg as he eyed his attacker, just then the knife was removed from his throat. A wave of relief went over Mr. Egg as the blade was taken away from his throat, but that quickly subsided when Mr. Cheese’s devilish grin reappeared.

“I could just slit your throat right now, you can easily die. Have a mostly painless death. But no, I don’t want that.” He giggled as his face lit up. The orange crewmates clearly had an idea and Mr. Egg knew it wasn’t a good one.

“I want you to fucking die slowly, I want your last moments on Earth to be filled with painful pitiful screams and complete and utter agony.” Mr. Cheese spat, a few drops of spit landing on Mr. Egg’s face.

He let go of Mr. Egg’s head and used both hands to grip the knife. Mr. Egg fell paralyzed once he realized what Mr. Cheese was doing.

“W-Wait..S-St-“ He could barely finish his sentence as he let out another scream.

The knife flew down into his stomach again, and then again, and again, and again. He was no longer screaming or crying, no whimpers or groans could be heard anymore, nothing could. Mr. Cheese’s hand and knife became a bloody mess as he continued to stab him, the sound of flesh tearing and the sirens in the distance all became nothing but white noise to him. Finally after what seemed like forever he stopped, granted it was only a few minutes.

He stood up from the corpse and stared down, his stomach was a pool of blood, flesh, guts, and skin. Mr. Cheese began laughing hysterically again, after years of dealing with him he was finally dead. He was gone. Sure so was his relationship with TheGentleman but he didn’t care about that at the moment, all he cared about was leaving.

“Well Mr. Egg.” He sighed. “It sure has been fun, say hi for me wherever you’re going.” With that he began to the balcony, his way of entrance into the pink crewmates house. But not before grinning and spitting on his dead body, he climbed down the balcony and left. Leaving Mr. Egg’s corpse to be discovered by the authorities.

~

The sound of squeaking tires were sharp as it died down, TheGentleman was the first one to leave his car and run to Mr. Egg’s front door and began knocking rapidly. The sound of other car doors slamming as everyone else got out of their cars and made their way up to the doorstep.

“Mr. Egg it’s us! Please answer the door.” Player called Captain and Gnome went around the house and tried to peer into the windows but with no luck.

“Gosh damn it, where are the police?” Veteran grumbled.

“Well to be fair, Mr. Egg doesn’t live in a quite isolated area. It must take at least an hour for the police to arrive.”

TheGentleman grew more and more anxious hearing everyone’s conversations, each passing moment without the door being answered made him nauseous.

“Maybe he’s asleep?” Mother said.

“No…He’s a light sleeper, he would've been awake by now.” TheGentleman mumbled.

“Uh…Maybe he’s just not here..?” Gnome said, removing herself from one of the house's windows.

“No. His car is still here.” He pointed to the silver Bentley that was nearly parked in the driveway.

“Did you see anything Gnome?” Captain asked.

She sighed and shook her head, “Everything is so dark, I can’t see a thing.” Well that is true, it was pretty dark outside and what didn’t help was that there were no lights on inside the house either.

“That’s it.” TheGentleman said, he raised his foot and began kicking at Mr. Egg’s door.

They all turned to look at him.

“Gentleman wait-!”

The sound of wood snapping rang throughout the air as the door flew open and came off its hinges, TheGentleman ran into the house with everyone soon in pursuit. TheGentleman began calling for Mr. Egg’s name but with still no answer, he began to panic even more, he felt his heart in his throat at this point and his eyes shot all around the house.

“Everyone split up! Half of us go search up here and the other half down-“ Captain was interrupted with a loud gasp and a wail.

Captain turned his head and his face immediately turned white, there he was. Lying still as day on the ground, a massive puddle of blood surrounded him as he laid there motionless. TheGentleman quickly ran over to him and threw himself by his lifeless ex-associates side, he used his hand to support Mr. Egg’s head as he leaned it up towards him, TheGentleman began crying even louder.

“M-Mr. E-Egg…Please….N-No…No..No.” TheGentleman placed his head against his chest, desperately trying to hear for a heartbeat. Once there was none his mouth went dry and his pleads grew louder.

“Eggy…P-Please answer me!” TheGentleman shakily brought his hand up to cup Mr. Egg’s face, his eyes were closed and it was completely cold. Th

“Wake up please!” He screamed, but there was no answer.

He looked at the knife wounds that were in his stomach and he fell nauseous, he removed his hand from his face and ran his hand over the knife wound holes in his stomach, more blood began leaking out from the mush of flesh and blood. Scraps of skin barely hung on as it meshed with the torn piece of clothing inside of him. TheGentleman’s fingers brushed by the gaping wound, he closed his eyes shut and gagged. He couldn’t take it, he couldn’t take seeing him in the state.

TheGentleman then opened his eyes and grabbed Mr. Egg’s lifeless hand and held it. He gave it a small squeeze, hoping he would feel something back. Anything at all, but he never got a response.

“I’ll do anything!” He continued to beg.

“P-Please just w-wake up…I promise I-I’ll treat you so much better…wake up…my love…please.”

“Please.”

“Eggnog.”

“MR. EGG!” He buried his head into Mr. Egg’s face as he cried his eyes out, Mr. Egg never responded to his cries or pleading, he still layed there limp and unresponsiveness. TheGentleman

TheGentleman wrapped his arms around Mr. Egg’s bloody stomach and pulled him into a hug. He didn’t care if he was covered in blood, he didn’t want to believe that he was dead. He couldn’t be gone just like that, he kept trying to tell himself. M-Maybe he’s just faking it, he’s not actually dead is he!?

“Mr. Egg please wake up, this isn’t funny if you’re faking it, please stop this.” He cried.

TheGentleman tried to speak more but it only came out in choked sobs, his tears ran all the way down onto Mr. Egg’s face, his cries were the only thing that could be heard.

“I’m sorry.” He whispered.

He stayed there sobbing and holding Mr. Egg, until the police had to pry him off.