Jun 13, 2014
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“Put the fucking gun down, before someone gets hurt.”
Of course, the dumbass pulls the trigger. And you were fully ready to take it, because, hey. You're already dead, and you can heal. However. You weren't expecting your red interest to jump in front of you, and take two bullets to the chest.
All you can do is watch in horror as he falls to the ground. The shadows begin to curl around you, and you're shrieking at these fucking morons and suddenly—suddenly you're at home. You're at home, with Kankri in your arms. And you're trying your damnedest to patch him up, tears rolling down your cheeks.
“Stay with me, you little shit. Don't you dare leave me—!”
