Neglect for Blue, roll whatever you like
Rolled a 8 on D10
CW: SELF HARM; knife/blood; neglect; mild starvation; it as a pronoun; dehumanization; conditioning; alcohol; low self-esteem;
On the first day Master started to ignore Blue, it figured it was just because Master was busy with something more important than a dumb pet. Master didn’t feed it at lunch, but he fed Blue at night, so it slept with its stomach full, although a bit sad, because it and Bonnie weren’t invited on the bed with Master.
In fact, Master just collapsed on the bed, not even bothering to change into sleeping clothes. Blue got up after a while, picking up a blanket and pulling it over Master. It could get quite cold at night, and Blue wanted him to sleep well. Then it went back and nuzzled with Bonnie, watching Master’s peaceful sleeping face.
…The next day, Master woke up earlier than Blue. It was nice of him to let Blue sleep more, and there was oatmeal on its. But Master didn’t come home for lunch again… All there was left was a can of Pet food. Blue twisted its nose. It hated that thing. It was one thousand times better than dog food, but… Blue had been spoiled by Warren, it liked human food so much more!
…But as much as Blue didn’t want to eat it… By nighttime, it was hungry. And Master just came home, showered and collapsed on the bed again, not even saying anything to the whimpering pet. So… Blue ate it, to appease the growling stomach.
At the third day… Blue really wanted to take a shower. But Master hadn’t allowed it to. It didn’t like the way it’s hair got dried and tangled. Worse – it was time to paint it again, the ugly brown roots were showing. Blue ate that day, another can of awful disgusting food. And It cleaned itself a bit on the sink. It figured that would be okay, right? It wasn’t disobedient, and wasn’t a shower… so?
The day after that, Blue was very excited because Master worked from home! Sitting at his desk, Blue quickly got up and put its chin on his leg, so happy to be close to Master. For a while… That was fine. Then, Master made lunch for them and… And didn’t cut Blue’s food. He picked up his plate and went to the computer, leaving Blue to serve itself.
…Blue crawled to the door, peeking inside.
“M-m-master?”
“What, Blue?” Master sighed, heavily annoyed.
“M-m-aster d-didn’t cut… Cut B-blues food…”
“Do it yourself. I don’t have time for you today” Master said, a cold tone. Blue whined, and to that, Master closed the door on its face.
It returned to the kitchen, feeling very miserable. The knife and fork felt so weird on its little hands, and it took Blue so long to get the food on small enough chunks that chewing would be easy... Still it was a choppier job than what Master usually did. Eating… hurt.
That night… It was feeling lonely. So lonely. Master had barely talked to the dumb stupid pet, and that feeling… hurt. Hurt Blue’s chest. It wanted Master’s attention… Just a little bit. But Master went out again, with friends. So…. Blue misbehaved and crawled onto Master’s bed uninvited, Bonnie on its arm.
…When Blue woke up, it felt Master falling over it, smelling like booze and already asleep. Blue freaked out for a moment… But Master wasn’t mad. He was just… So drunk he didn’t even realize Blue was there. Somehow… that was worse. Blue crawled back onto the floor. It disliked the booze breath.
It was only on the following morning – when Blue saw how angry and grumpy Master was, with a headache… That it occurred to it that this was a punishment.
Blue must’ve done something bad. Something so bad… Master didn’t want to talk to the dumb pet anymore. Blue tried to apologize, and Master got angry and told it to be quiet. But… That feeling kept digging into Blue’s head the whole afternoon… Until it decided that maybe, it needed to prove to Master it was sorry.
Since saying it didn’t work… Blue would show Master. Blue cradled through the knife drawers on the kitchen – Blue knew Master liked the belt more. And honestly, Blue did too… but… It couldn’t do that one alone…
So it took the sharpest knife and rolled its shorts up, making a gash across its leg, hoping it was deep enough. Blue bit down through the pain, slow whimpers coming from its throat, trying not to clench it’s jaw because that would hurt too.
Blue was in pain. It hurt. It didn’t want to move the knife but… Blue needed to prove it was sorry. Blue wanted Master to love it again… So… Blue pushed through…
“Oh god Blue what are you doing!?” Warren rushed to Blue’s side, ripping the knife out of its hands, picking up a towel to stop the blood.
Blue opened a wide smile.
“B-b-blue wanted t-t-to show M-master it is… Is s-s-sorry…” Blue nodded to itself. That’s right! “B-b-blue… w-will be better… B-behave better…”
…Master cupped its face, pulling a few strands of hair behind its ear…
“Blue what are you talking about?”
“Mm-master… D-d-doesn’t want to, to, to be near pet anymore…”
“Blue!? No!”
Master’s shocked expression… Told Blue that maybe it fucked up. Master wasn’t happy? Maybe… Maybe it was the blood. Master didn’t like to have blood all over his floor.
“It, it, it w-w-will clean it, it-“
“No! Blue that’s, that’s not it” …And Master scooped Blue up, rushing it to the bathtub. Blue was getting a shower, then? Master started to scramble through the cabinet.
“Nn-n-eed… paint hair…”
“What are you even thinking? Forget your hair, this…” Master rushed to its side, properly cleaning the wound “Why? Why did you do this?”
“S-s-so Master… S-s-tay… w-with Blue?”
…Master blinked a few times, as if… Finally seeing Blue for the first time, this few days. Master took a deep breath, as he bandaged the wound.
“Blue… I’m sorry”
…Sorry? Master was… Sorry? This didn’t made much sense… Master tilted its head, a hand on Blue’s chin.
“Listen. I was busy this days. I wasn’t tired of you. It was just work. I’ll be more… attentive from now on” …Master then pointed at its leg “But this? Don’t ever do something like this again, understand?”
“…That… not, not good?” Blue whimpered, looking at the bandages…
“No. That’s bad. Fucking awful, really. I won’t punish you this time, but don’t ever hurt yourself. Your punishment is for me to decide, only me”
“Hm… S-s-sorry…. T-t-thank you Master…” Blue looked down, feeling Master’s eyes burning onto it. Master leaned forward and kissed Blue’s forehead.
“I’ll be more careful too. Promise”
And Master smiled, saying Blue could stay with him while he worked tomorrow. Blue felt like crying, Master was, was really concerned about the silly pet?
Blue had… the kindest Master in the world.
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