(I AM SO SORRY BUT MY FREIBD DARED ME TO ASK YOU THIS AND I NEED THAT FIVE BUCKSD)
It’s What Friends Do (Sprunki)
Here’s the thing, I wanted to do a Sprunki post, but there’s very little lore or solid base of the characters for me to try it, so I’m mostly winging it here.
You quickly duck behind a tree, catching your breath while also trying to keep it as quiet as possible.
You didn’t understand what happened. One moment, you were singing pleasant songs with the other Sprunkis, but..when Black wanted to join…
Everything was wrong. Very wrong.
Your friends. Mutilated beyond recognition while others mortified at the sight before them like you were. But one Sprunki scared you the most beyond the rest, Wenda.
You only thought of yourself as acquaintances with her, so imagine your shock when she appeared with blood on her, wielding a drenched knife.
That look in her eyes, empty yet crazy. And the smile, ear splittingly wide.
And now, you can only hope you’ve outran her-
“Y/N~ Come out, come out, wherever you are~”
Looks like you didn’t outrun her enough, hearing her voice somewhere on the opposite side of the tree…
“Don’t you worry, I won’t hurt you. The others, not so much.”
It was bizarre, hearing her nonchalantly brush off her slaughter with that sickeningly casual whispering of her as she cackled.
“You know, it’s not very NICE to hide from your friends. Friends DON’T HIDE from other friends…”
Was she a friend really? Even like this?
You stay where you are, as Wenda seemed to be passing by as she kept rambling.
“It was just so ANNOYING to see you singing with the others. Your precious tune RUINED by such vomit. GAH!”
You felt like your heart stopped when the tree you were hiding behind violently shook. She had stabbed her knife into it from the other side with so much force, she shook the tree.
“Hmm, maybe you have moved on…what am I doing, wasting my time here…”
She pulled back the knife as you hear her presumedly walk away.
You didn’t move for a while, worried that any noise could bring her back. You gave it 15 minutes before you can calm your breathing and peek around the tree.
You didn’t see her, but you did see the violent gash she left on the tree, bits of blood being visible.
With a calm breath, you step out and try to head in the opposite direction-ONLY to be suddenly pinned to the tree, a knife being stabbed right next to your head to keep you trapped.
You were not ready to see that psychotic smiling face right up against yours.
“Found ya~ While you were busy cowering against that tree, I got a gift for you. It’s what friends do for other friends.”
Was…was that Oren’s heart in her hand?
“Since I got you one, where’s my gift? Is it still in your chest? Beating as wonderfully as ever? Mind if I have it now?”
