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Jan 14

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Six Splits For Four Chap 6 Hidden Pain

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Tags: Action/Adventure, Romance, fluff, angst with a happy ending!, blood, character death, injury, SMG34 is canon, split au

Four jolts up awake, he looked around the room for a moment then felt a sharp pain in his head. He rubs his head annoyed from the sudden headache, he looks at the time and sighs. It was morning, normally he would sleep in till the afternoon. “Thanks headache for cutting my sleep short.” A soft knock is heard at his door, getting up from the bed slowly. Not wanting to make the headache worse he keeps his slow pace till he makes it to the door, he opens it to see Producer biting his lip. “Um…we felt a strange spark, when we woke up D was missing. Have…you seen him?” Four shakes his head then immediately regretting that choice as his head pounds, seeing Four in distress Parent gently moves producer. He opens his pouch taking out a sack, he hums as he opens the sack taking out two pills. “Here you go original for the headache.”

Four takes the pills and smiles at Parent. “Thanks, not sure where this headache came from.” Four takes the medication hoping it will give him relief from the head pain, the front door of the castle slams open catching everyone's attention. Prince walks in looking drain, seeing this, Four runs up to him. “Hey what's going on?”

Prince looks over to Three's cafe, he grabs the hilt of his sword. He looks at Four with a concerned expression. “Original…I went to check on our fair maiden, the cafe was unlocked but not a single person was in sight. Not even our maiden's adorable child was there!” Four looks over at the cafe, feeling uneasy he walks past Prince making his way to the cafe. Ringmaster walks over to Prince patting him on the back. “Worry not Prince, he is the love interest in this story there is no way he is in serious danger!” Four sighs as he keeps walking to the cafe, he steps in seeing the place set up to open.

“THREE! EGGDOG!” He calls out to them as he walks around the cafe, he peeks into the back room to see no one there. He quickly walks over to the bookshelf pulling out a red book, once the elevator is revealed he goes into his boyfriends room. He looked around still not seeing anyone, he took a deep breath attempting to keep his nerve as he went back up the elevator. Now back on the main floor he sits on a chair thinking about where his partner could be, he looks down at the floor to notice a stain. He tilts his head looking at it, slowly he touches the black liquid.

He looks at his glove staring at the stain, a strange scent hitting him that brought back horrible memories. His eyes flash grey as anxiety hits him, he stands up from the chair looking closely to the area. “It can't be…we sank the castle, this stuff shouldn't be around anymore.” He stares at the chairs intensely hoping to see some kind of clue, Prince knocks on the door making Four jump. “The others are making plans to find him, have you found anything? Please…tell me you found something.” Four looks at the black stain on his glove, he then wipes it on his overalls. “No, but hey we know how Three is. I’m sure he had an internet graveyard emergency, he will be back in no time.” Prince looks down and sighs, he gives Four a serious expression taking the guardian by surprise. “If anything happens to him…then we are failures. We are supposed to protect him…protect everyone.”

Four walks over to Prince pulling him into a hug, he gently pats the personality back. “It's okay, let's join the others about what to do if and only if Three is missing.” They pull apart then slowly make their way back to the castle, as they walk Four couldn't help wondering how that black liquid ended up in the cafe.

------------------------------------- Delinquent rubs his head as he stares at Three, he double checks the chains around the man's body then the cuffs on his hands making sure he couldn't escape. Once he was sure Three was secure he headed to the bathroom, his pink eyes looking back at him. He glares at his reflection. “The face of a true monster..I need to cover all this up again.” He splashes water on his face, then takes a deep breath attempting to steady himself. Once he opens his eyes they begin to change, seeing his eyes orange again makes him smile. “Good start.” Now that he managed to hide his eyes he knew he needed to do something about his hair, he began his search for his box of hair dye. He hated that Professor E Gadd's old lab was so large, it was easy for him to lose his items, Delinquent leaves the bathroom thinking over where he could have lost his hair dye. His thoughts get interrupted by the sound of chains, he turns to see SMG3 waking up.

He groans as he looks around for a moment, he goes to rub the back of his head only to be stopped by the chains around his body. It takes him a few moments before his memory comes back, his eyes go wide as he looks around seeing Delinquent watching him. “Mind not moving a lot? No one ever tells you that the sound of chains is annoying, it's making it hard to focus on finding what I'm looking for.” Three scoffs as he glares at him. “Oh yeah, let me just lay back and cry like a damsel. Oh wait last i check you're not that personality am i right?” Delinquent rolls his eyes as he walks closer to Three. “I don't need to be a charming prince, I know my place. You should know yours, a villain no matter what.”

Delinquent walks away to keep looking for his hair dye, the moment he was far enough Three looks down. His hair falling down covering his face, he thinks over the personality words. “A villain no matter what…is that how you feel deep down Four?” He shakes his head getting the thought out of his mind, he thinks back how the other personalities acted with him. Delinquent was the only one of the group that hated him, there has to be a reason for it. He watches as Delinquent opens a box with a smile, he takes out a bottle of black hair dye feeling relief at the thought he can look normal again. Seeing the bottle in the personality's hand reminded Three of the time he touched Delinquent, the black stain on his glove caused by freshly colored hair. He moves making sound with his chains to catch Delinquent attention. “Have you been dying your hair from the start? How long? Do the others know?”

Delinquent summons a tentacle and covers SMG3 mouth, Three glares at the personality. Delinquent walks up to him, his eyes dark, devoid of life. “Shut it, you think I have you here for twenty questions? I need a special power you have in you, the key to fixing everything. So shut it.” With that he pulls his tentacle back, he starts walking to the bathroom only for Three to start yelling at him. “I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE!” Delinquent growls as he smacks Three. “YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT ME ABOUT ANY OF US!”

Three barks out a laugh pissing off Delinquent. “Oh yeah cause you're so hard to understand, you're a walking sign of a pick me girl!”

Delinquent hits the wall next him as a fire ignites in him “THE ONLY ATTENTION SEEKER HERE IS YOU! SHUT IT YOU ASS!” Three leans forward flashing his sharp teeth at Delinquent. “Make me.” With that Delinquent grabs him only to realize what he was doing, he lets go of the man, his breathing heavy from the yelling. Three could see the anger in the personality's eyes making him smirk. “Finally your eyes look alive, you must be the reason Four can always put up a good fight with me huh?” Delinquent scoffs as he turns around, Three chuckles as he watches the personality go into the bathroom. In the end of the day Three still had the talent to piss off SMG4, he celebrated that he hadn't lost his touch before changing his focus on escaping.

The door opens again with Delinquent muttering to himself as his hair drips black dye on the floor. “You're pretty shit at dying your hair.” Three stares at the painted spots on the floor, Delinquent lets out a sigh as he looks at his hair. “When your hair is like mine, color isn't a fan of sticking, but it works. Now I need to return to the others, I’m sure our meme sense acted up when I knocked you out.” Three watches as the personality opens up a small fridge, he hums as he pours something into a pot. Three stares at the strange liquid nervously, the familiar smell of coffee with hints of cherry hits him as Delinquent walks toward the exit. “I’m heading out, don't get too lonely.” Delinquent leaves the room before Three has a chance to speak up, with a sigh Delinquent steps forward pulling up his hood to hide his face as he walks through the mushroom kingdom.

As he approaches the showgrounds he starts to think up different stories to cover his disappearance, as he walks a woman bumps into him. “Oh so sorry, that hood of yours sure is a look.” She chuckles as she keeps walking, Delinquent slowly turns around to see who walked into him. He blinks when he sees no one behind him, he tilts his head confused for a moment before continuing his walk to the castle. “I thought I already lost my mind, it must be getting worse…” As he reaches the castle he looks around making sure none of SMG4 friends are around before stepping into the castle, the moment he steps in his head starts to pound. He groans rubbing his forehead, Parent steps out of the kitchen chasing after Prince. The personality storms up to Delinquent, he glares at Delinquent. “We felt a spark, Three is gone. Where did you go?” Parent frowns, grabbing Prince arm pulling him away from Delinquent. While Prince glares at Parent, Delinquent tilts his head confused. He made sure to make himself be seen as a threat. He showed his full form, he showed how unstable he has become since he got rejected. Yet everyone just felt the spark from the cosmic link, from the sound of things Three wasn't scared of him at all. Thinking back on Three’s smug face makes him clench his fist, his eye twitch at the thought of the man making a snarky comment on how he wasn't scary enough.

Parent sighs seeing how upset the personality is, he opens his fanny pack taking out a blanket. He hands the blanket over to Prince with a soft smile, Prince grabs the blanket then drops it on the floor. “Prince please, you're in stress and I do think taking a nap like Producer is doing will help you.” Prince scoffs as he walks away from Parent, Delinquent leans against the wall taking notes in his notebook while the pair fight. “Parent I understand you want us to remain calm, but if what we felt is a sign that our fair maiden is in danger we have no time for blankets! Not to mention, WHERE WAS HE THE WHOLE TIME!” Prince points to Delinquent. Seeing the attention is back on him, Delinquent sighs, closing his notebook. “I couldn't sleep with all your snoring so I left the castle, that's when I noticed the cafe door was open. I wanted to see his reaction to our prank, annoyingly he wasn't there.” He crosses his arms as he watches Prince, Parent nods as he bends down picking up the blanket to hand it over to Prince again. “See? D was looking for Three, now rest please. It's better to be rested in case of anything.” Prince growls as he smacks the blanket out of Parents hands again, Prince hits the wall glaring at the pair in front of him. “NO! You don't get it Parent, every second we waste the more danger the man we love is! I THOUGHT YOU LOVED THREE WAS THAT JUST A LIE?!” Parent stared wide-eyed at Prince, Delinquent steps in front of Parent.

“That's my thing, it's clear all you idiots love Three. As you know I don't care for him, Three could be dead for all I care. But I went out looking for him because I knew the heart would break, annoyingly so. Which means SMG4 isn't taking this well, is he?” Delinquent stares down Prince, after a few moments the personality looks down. “I will not lose my world.” With that Prince storms out of the castle, Delinquent sighs fixing his hood, as he fixes his hood a sharp pain hits him. He swears under his breath hating these headaches, seeing Delinquent in pain he takes out a sack from his fanny pack. He grabs two pills then offers it to the personality. “You seem to be in pain, these pills will help.”

Delinquent turns around crossing his arms, he didn't get why the others would still attempt to get close to him. “I don't need them, the pain is a good reminder how unwelcome I am here.” Parent frowns at the comment as he slowly returns the pills to the sack, he stares at the sack before speaking up. “You are welcomed. I thought the sleepover would have shown you this, isn't that why you stood up to Prince. Why you went looking for Three…because we are a team?” Delinquent thinks back on how he felt himself enjoying the mischief he got up to with the others, a small smile grows on his face before he shakes it off. He couldn't let what happened last night distract him, it's easy to pretend, to wear a mask around others. “No, I did it cause I didn't want to hear you all cry and complain about where your so-called perfect boyfriend is.”

Parent puts the sack away in his fanny pack, he leans against the wall thinking for a moment. Before the two could continue talking Four walks in, the pair stare at Four who only gives them a small smile. “Guessing Prince didn't want to hang around for long?” He looks off to the side, his eyes flashing grey catching Parents attention. Parent pushes himself off the wall as he walks over to Four, he takes the man's hand pulling him towards the kitchen. “Let's see if Artist finished those posters! Come D, I'd rather not have you stay here alone if Prince returns.”

Delinquent sighs as he follows them to the room, as he enters the kitchen the first thing that catches his eye is the mess of markers and pens on the table. Artist is focused on the paper as he draws away, his purple eyes glowing as he locks in. Ringmaster hums as he writes away in his notebook, it was a strange sight having those two next to each other without an argument breaking out. Delinquent makes sure to pull his seat far from the others, as he takes his seat he notices Parent staring at him. “What? If you have something to say then say it Parent.” Delinquent glares at Parent only to see the man shake his head, he walks over to the counter and starts brewing coffee.

Four takes his seat, he looks around the room then takes a deep breath. “Alright, the cafe is completely normal with no Three in sight. So I think we shouldn't worry too much about Three, I mean what we felt could have been nothing.” He looks at the personalities as they do their own thing, he awkwardly looks off to the side unsure what else to say. Parent finishes putting everyone's coffee together, he walks over to each of them handing their preferred coffee. He stops in front of Delinquent with a cup of black coffee, Delinquent takes the cup as he stares at the liquid inside the cup. Parent takes his place next to Four taking a small sip from his drink. “Producer is in his room, I'm sure he is extremely worried about this spark we felt. Prince…he stormed out of the castle which worries me, we still know nothing about this mafia that Three warn us about.”

Four frowns thinking hearing Parents comment, he was distracted with Three all morning it slipped his mind how currently they were all in danger. “Right…the mafia. We still know nothing about those guys, their whole plan. Ringmaster chuckles as he writes. “Please we have battled against an eldritch monster, our plot armor is so strong the mafia has nothing on us!” Four chuckles softly at the confidence his ego has, Artist then smacks the table to get everyone's attention.

Artist stops drawing as he looks up, he holds up the paper with a smirk. “Well I already made several sketches on how his missing poster will look, what do you guys think?” Four looks at the different sketches, he tilts his head as he looks at each one. “Why do some of these Three look way more handsome?” Artist looks down at his sketches. “What, do you think I should make him hotter?” Four blushes at the comment, he shakes his head then points to the first drawing. “You captured our boyfriend perfectly here, but in this one why is his hair loose?”

Artist lets out a small giggle. “Come on, we all know he looks real good with that hair free.”

Four covers his face not wanting to continue the talk, Ringmaster stops writing to look over the drawings. “His hair should flow more, come on Artist you should know better when it comes to capturing the charm of our lovely partner.” Artist rubs his chin thinking over the comment, he snaps his fingers as he begins to draw again. Delinquent looks off to the side thinking over the conversation, his mind thinks back on Three. Now that Artist mentions it thanks to the smack he gave Three, the hair band snap. He currently has Three locked up with his hair free from its constraints, the thought of how the others would simp over the sight makes him snorts.

Four turns when he hears Delinquent, noticing he got caught he looks awkwardly around the room. “What? You guys do know I have nothing to bring to the table.” Four gets up from his seat, he slowly approaches Delinquent. Seeing Four suddenly walk up to him causes him to panic as he drops the cup of coffee, Four jumps back in surprise. “Shit…uh I should check on Producer.” Acting fast he dashes out of the room, Parent runs over to make sure Four is okay before taking out cleaning supplies. “It’s okay original, I got this!” Four nods then looks at the kitchen door, he crosses his arm thinking. “Why did he seem so…scared?”

Ringmaster gets up from his chair, he then throws his arm around the guardian's neck. “Orignal, not sure if you notice that your little sour orange isn't a fan of being near any of us. The only one that can answer the question as to why is you.” SMG4 keeps staring at the door as he takes in Ringmaster words, Parent finishes up the cleaning with a small smile. “He also is suffering from headaches.”

Four turns to Parent as he pulls away from Ringmaster. “Headaches?”

Parent nods as he sits down, exhaustion hitting him suddenly. “Uh yeah, before you came back he was having head pains. I offered him some medications to help him out, but he rejected me.” Hearing this, Four leaves the kitchen to look for the personality.

A Thought came to his mind on the story about Three's heart, he could be overthinking the situation. The headache could be nothing, just stress from being around so many colorful characters. Yet a part of him couldn't help thinking that the headache could be more, that the headaches could be due to something he is doing wrong. He stops as he reaches the top of the stairs, he turns staring at the front door thinking back on how Prince was acting. He needed to accept this isn't a dream, these personalities are a part of him meaning his feelings and thoughts affect them. He lets out a sigh, feeling guilt bite him as he thinks over how the personalities could be feeling at the moment.

Delinquent opens the door staring at Four. “Is there a reason your dumbass is standing there?” Hearing Delinquent voice he turns, he then gives the personality a sheepish smile. “Sorry, I’m not doing a good job at paying attention to you all. I think it just hit me that all my panic and worry over Three is hurting you all, Parent told me you had a headache…you okay?” Delinquent crosses his arms as he leans against the door. “I’m not the one you should worry about, have you seen the others? Producer is napping from how drain he is because of your anxiety going off the charts, do I also need to bring up Prince?” Four looks down, seeing the man's reactions makes Delinquent roll his eyes. “Look, Three isn't in any danger we have no proof okay? You freaking out over this, blaming yourself for being weak, not being more aware, being so anxious that you're jumping the gun is hurting all of them.” Delinquent flicks Four’s forehead. “Last I checked we aren't damsels needing saving.” As those words escape his mouth a flash of Peach castle hits them both, they both hold their head as their eyes glowed pink. Four shakes his head, getting the memory out of his head, he silently stands there for a moment before walking away. Delinquent lets out a shaky breath as he watches Four leave, he slides down the wall attempting to stop his shaking. “Well that's new.”

He jumps when he feels something grab his hand, he turns to see Producer has woken up. Producer gives him a small smile as he gets closer, Delinquent was ready to move away till Producer tighten his grip. Delinquent sighs as he goes back to sitting, Producer takes his place next to the personality. “Do…do you feel better knowing someone is with you?” Delinquent looked at Producer in shock before turning his head away, he hated to admit it, he didn't want to admit it. “I guess…what happened just took me by surprise.” Producer nods as he lets go of his hand. “I know…I’m sorry if we did something to make you hate us. But I hope you know we are here for you.” Delinquent chest felt warm, he hated it, he knew deep down he doesn't deserve this care. “Haven't I told you guys that I'm not welcomed?” Producer shakes his head then hugs Delinquents arm. “You are, we want you around. P-please D…let us in, you don't have to deal with things alone.” Delinquent sighs as he pulls away, as he gets up he makes sure to quickly head to his room. “I can't PD, it's better for everyone that you guys dont see what's behind my walls.” With that he slams the door leaving Producer alone, the personality hugs his legs concern over Delinquent.

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Four stood outside the castle, he takes a deep breath as he grabs his cellphone. The whole situation with the personalities is getting to him, before he had Three guide him. Now he has no idea where Three could be, he is alone in this mess. He scrolls through his numbers landing on Mario’s number, if Three managed to figure out how to fix his own mess then he couldn't fall behind. He shoots a quick text then turns looking down the showgrounds path, there a green pipe appeared. Mario hops out of it then excitedly runs up to Four. “PASTA?!” He lifts up Four shaking him, the man lets out a scream as he attempts to break free from the shake. Mario then drops Four as he heads to the castle, Four scrambles to stop Mario only for the door to open up.

Ringmaster blinks for a moment staring at Mario, acting quickly he twirls his cane flashing a smile at the avatar. “AH My lovely co star, how wonderful it is to see you.” Mario's eyes cross as his mustache grows staring at the personality, he then turns, staring at Four then back at Ringmaster. Artist steps into the main room annoyed, as he was about to speak he gasped seeing Mario. The plumber mind buffered seeing another Four. “S M GEE 4 you never told us you had brothers!” Mario walks in the castle waving at the personalities leaving the kitchen, Artist looks at Four panicked only to get a thumbs up from him. Four walks after Mario letting Ringmaster close the door behind him. “They aren't my brothers Mario, you saw them not too long ago don't you remember?” Mario stares at him confused then turns to the others, he walks up to Parent then smacks him. “Ow! Why did you hit me?” Parent pouts, rubbing his arm, Mario squints at Parent then shakes his head. “Mario only remembers you being extra gay with S M GEE 3!” Four blushes remembering how he attempted to take photos of them kissing, he lets out a nervous chuckle as he hopes one of the personalities would help him. As Mario looks at all the personalities, a door closing catches the group's attention. Standing on the stairs was Producer staring at Mario in surprise, Mario waves seeing the anxious personality. “HUH MARIO?! Oh no he is seeing us at our worst right now, he is going to hate us.”

Seeing the personality panic Four was ready to help Producer relax, only for Mario to gently grab Producer's hand giving him a soft smile. “Mario is happy to meet the skittle color S M GEEE 4! You don't have to be scared, no matter what happens you all will be Mario's best friend!”

Parent walks over to Four, he lightly taps the man's shoulder to get his attention. “Original why did you bring Mario here?”

Four smiles seeing Mario interact with the other personalities, he then turns to Parent. “Is it bad that even though D says we shouldn't, I wanted to see if we could make content to help us relax. We can all dress the same that way it can feel more of a skit, no way someone will pick up what's going on if we do that!” Parent frown thinking over the plan. “I don't know…Producer gets really stressed about making videos, you know how you like things to be.” Ignoring Parent, Four takes out his phone checking his channel for a moment before snapping his finger. He had the perfect idea for a video. Before he could announce his idea he looks around the room noticing Mario missing. “GUYS! Where is Mario?” The group stays silent looking at each other, Producer shyly raises his hand as he begins to speak. “Mario went to see D.” Four panics running up the stairs, he could only imagine how annoyed Delinquent is.

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Delinquent sighs as he throws himself on his bed, he turns to look at the clock on his side table. “I should think of food to give him, or just hand him a bottle of hot sauce. That idiot weirdly handles spice like no other…” He knew he couldn't stay away from the lab too long, he had to finish his drink along with making sure Three wouldn't starve to death. He sits up rubbing his head, as he rubs his head he hears the door to his room open. He looks up staring at Mario with wide eyes, Mario slides up to him with a smirk. “Why are you hiding in here, are you the Four that hides all of the spaghetti?”

“Mario? Uh what are you doing here?” He gets up from his bed then walks over to Mario, he stares at the plumber then jumps when Mario grabs his face. Delinquent panics for a moment remembering his hood is off, he keeps staring at Mario getting nervous that he would notice his hair being a lighter black from the others. “You're hurt.” Delinquent eyes flash pink before pulling away from the plumber. “I’m fine Mario, the important thing is you're here, that could be a sign that he noticed something.” Mario rubs his chin as he watches Delinquent walking around the room talking to himself, suddenly an idea comes to him. Mario decided to cheer up his best friend's personality by showing him how many spicy memes he could put in his mouth, Delinquent stops walking when he notices Mario taking his hat off. Mario takes out a bag wiggling his eyebrows, interested in what the plumber was up to, he sits on the bed. He watches as Mario opens the bag showing a meme, Delinquent tilts his head as he watches the plumber put it in his mouth. “Um, is there a reason for this?” Delinquent wasn't sure what exactly the plumber was trying to do, yet he still found himself watching as Mario put another meme in his mouth.

Mario’s eyes start to water after putting the fourth one in his mouth, seeing the distress in Mario's face. Delinquent reaches out to take the bag away from him only to stop when Mario screams, fire blasting out of his mouth from the spice of the memes. He runs around the room screaming from the spice, he then grabs water from Delinquent desk chugging it. Delinquent covers his mouth as he laughs at the site, he gets up to make sure Mario is okay as he keeps laughing.

The door to his room slams open making Delinquent scream pulling his hood up hiding his face, Four blinks in surprise that he was hearing laughter. He saw the always grumpy personality have a smile on his face, he looked to Mario wondering how he did it. Embarrassed he was seen acting out of character he dashes out of the room, Four turns to chase after Delinquent only to be stopped by Mario wrapping his arm around Four.

Four turns looking at Mario confused for a moment, the plumber turns to him, his eyes crossed. “Ima hungry!”

Four smiles at the plumber. “Dont worry, Parent started on that when you vanish to see D. Speaking of, how did you manage to get that guy to not kill you?”

Mario shrugs as he starts to leave the room. “Mario has seen all sides of you, he doesn't want to hurt others. He is just cranky, reminds Mario how you were on Mario day!” Four frowns at the memory of the day, he rubs his arm feeling the guilt bite him. “Yeah…I’m still sorry I ruined that big day for you.” Mario shakes his head as he shoves his hand in his pocket, he then takes out a drawing of the two of them. “You will always be Mario's best friend!” Fours eyes water as he grabs the drawing, he smiles at the plumber feeling himself relax. “GUYS DELINQUENTS ROOM IS ON FIRE!” Hearing Artist scream, Four runs into the room helping the personality stop the fire.

Once the fire was dealt with, Artist laughed. “Never knew D room was so lit!”

Four shakes his head as he walks away, Artist pouts as he chases after Four. “Oh come on! We have been so seriously worried about Three, let me have this one!”

As they head to the kitchen Four stops walking, he looks at the front doors of the castle. “Hey I will meet you guys in the kitchen later, I should get D back in the castle.” He leaves the castle looking around for Delinquent, after a few moments he finds the personality sitting on a bench. “Did you really run all the way here to pout?” Four sits next to Delinquent only to get the man to scoot away from him, the personality sighs making sure his hood stays up. “No, I am here to think. What are you even doing here?”

“I was worried about you, I mean while I still don't know who you are. You're still a part of me.” Four smiles at Delinquent, seeing the smile he rolls his eyes. “You don't care, trust me out of the whole group you want nothing to do with me.” Fours smile drop hearing the bitter tone coming from Delinquent, Four stares at the cafe. “I know I have been distant, but I am trying. I brought Mario to help lighten the mood , we are all pretty stressed.” “Stress? Your being all weird cause Three left, we don't even know if he is in danger but here you are pouting. Not to mention we have so many friends, we can tell the crew what's going on!” As Delinquent starts to tell Four his thoughts, Four slams his hand on the bench table. “WE CANT TELL THEM! You want to put them at risk, we don't know what the mafia knows. We can't put them in danger!” Delinquent stands up glaring at Four, his orange eyes turning pink confusing Four. “BULLSHIT, HOW MANY ADVENTURES HAVE WE BEEN ON WITH EVERYONE! WHY CAN WE NEVER ASK FOR HELP!"

Four gets up glaring at Delinquent, he could feel his rage build up as they continue to talk. “I am not risking our friends, I thought you were the smart one!” Delinquent scoffs. “Oh rich, like you know shit about me. You think you know me like you think you know Three, the perfect boyfriend. NEWS FLASH DUMBASS, YOU KNOW SHIT ABOUT ANYONE! The whole world is about you and only you, because who cares about what our friends are going through.” SMG4 eyes glowed pink as he shoves Delinquent, he loses his footing falling down. Four gasps noticing what he did, as he goes to check on Delinquent he felt something hold him in place. He looks around confused, Delinquent could feel his insanity wanting to come out. He wanted to make Four hurt, feel the pain that he is feeling. Taking a deep breath he gets up, fixing his hood.

Delinquent looks into Fours eyes. “You know what Four, you're right. We can handle everything alone can't we? Because our friends will look at us differently if we ever ask for help right? Memes, you never change.” With those words Delinquent turns making a run for it, Four attempts to follow only for his legs to feel heavy. He swears as he falls to his knees unable to follow the personality, he hits the floor frustrated at what he has done

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Three jumps when he hears the door slam shut, he looks around to notice Delinquent standing by the stove. “Oh you're back, so how did things go with the others?” Delinquent walks to the bathroom rinsing his hair, after a few moments he steps out looking defeated. He walks over to the stove to check on his creation, he stirs the concoction. His mind repeating what SMG4 said, he growls breaking the serving spoon in half. Three nods as he leans back, his chains breaking the personality from his thoughts. “Whats got you in such a bad mood?”

Delinquent falls to his knees, the moment he felt his eyes water he quickly covered his face. “I’m a failure…no matter what I do it's not enough. I was an idiot, I will never be enough…” He feels his chest getting tight as he struggles to breath, he feels his body shake. He was a failure of a personality, Four doesn't even care about him. If he were to vanish then everything would be fixed, yet he knew that happening would erase the SMG4 everyone knows. Three moves forward attempting to comfort him, he gets pulled back by the chains making him swear under his breath.

“Delinquent listen to me, you're not a failure I mean come on look at me all chained up. Annoyingly you're very smart, just because SMG4 is struggling to understand you doesn't mean you should vanish! You're not alone, no matter what happens I will always be by your side!” The room gets silent as Delinquent stops crying, slowly he removes his hands from his face turning to stare at Three. Seeing the personality stare at him, Three gives a small smile in hopes it reassures him. Delinquent looks at him with a quizzical expression, a blush creeping up on his cheeks. “How hard did I hit you?”

Delinquent stands up pointing at Three. “I KIDNAPPED YOU! Why are you trying to comfort me? Are you stupid, I plan to make you suffer and so much more yet you're comforting me?!” Seeing the personality so flustered is an odd sight for Three, yet it reminded him so much of SMG4. “D you’re my boyfriend, a part of him. SMG4 is an idiot that doesn't think a lot of things through, but he cares about us all. You can do your worst but I know you're not evil, I have been watching you…as I said I know what you are.” Delinquent looks away from Three, he looks at his hands. He remembers the symbol on his gloves before throwing them away, he closes his eyes taking a deep breath.

“You really are some kind of idiot…maybe that's why they all love you.” He keeps his eyes closed, he attempts to keep himself stable. Slowly his mind goes back to the group at the castle, the pranks they did during the sleepover. The moment SMG4 popped into his mind his eyes glowed pink, the walls started to leak a black liquid. Three looked around recognizing the liquid, the memory of almost drowning in the liquid coming back to him. He brings his legs close to his body as he looks up at Delinquent. “DELINQUENT ARE YOU DOING THIS?!” His eyes go wide as he sees the psychotic look on face, he laughs as he runs his hand through his hair. “You're really blind if you can't see the truth…I am the monster. I’m his monster. The longer I'm here the more I'm losing whatever I'm supposed to be, that's why I need your power.”

Three shakes his head as he watches the dark substances inch closer to him. “Delinquent you're not a monster, not to mention I still don't understand what you're talking about. We both meme guardians, our powers aren't that different from each other.” The dark liquid stops close to Three's feet, he relaxes slightly as he goes back to focusing on Delinquent. The personality walks over to the concoction he had been working on, he pours it in a cup with a hum as he stares at the content of the cup. “You're very slow, or maybe you have a feeling what I am planning.” Delinquent slowly walks over to Three sending chills down the guardians back, he struggles against his chains hoping to find a way to slip out. Delinquent chuckles at the sight, Three looks up glaring at the personality. “Do your worst but hear me when I say don't let rejection erase who you really are, don't let this insanity take over!” Delinquent growls grabbing a handful of Three's hair, he aggressively yanks the man's hair. Three opens his mouth in pain, seeing his mouth open Delinquent shoves the cup to his mouth forcing him to drink a pink liquid. “You will drink this poison and give me what I want.”

Three held back from swallowing the best he could, the warm liquid filling his mouth. The moment his body forced him to swallow it was all over, the powerful taste of cherry hit him. He attempted to shake his head free only for Delinquent grip on his hair gets tighter, from the struggle Three could feel himself choke. The moment Delinquent heard a muffled cough he panicked, he pulled the cup away. The dark liquid vanishes as Delinquent quickly hits Three's back, his pink eyes changing to orange as he looks at Three in concern. “Shit are you okay?”

Once SMG3 catches his breath he spits out a bit of the pink liquid. “How sweet to care after you pulled that shit with me.”

Delinquent crosses his arms. “You choked me during your villain arc, now we are even.”

Three lets out a sarcastic laugh. “OH YEAH THIS IS THE SAME! DELINQUENT DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU’RE DOING?” Delinquent gives him a cold expression, the concern from before gone. He walks away putting the cup in the sink, he grabs a small bag filled with pink salt. “I found these remains of the cherry power up in the cup in SMG4 room, when I saw this I knew exactly what I must do.” Three glares at the personality, Delinquent walks back to him tapping on his pins. He then flicks at the spade pin before turning around, his voice sounding soft. “I hate your guts but you're the only one with the power to fix this, I will bring you something to eat later.”

Once Delinquent leaves the room Three sighs looking at the drop of pink on the floor. “Oh Blue…you're not alone so why are you hurting yourself like this.” He needed to reach Delinquent before things go too far, before his insanity takes over and any traces of what Delinquent is supposed to be is gone. The effect it could have on SMG4 is unknown, which makes Three's blood run cold at the thought of what could possibly happen.

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