There is so much feels
WARINING: so much self violence

Please don't this, i beg you please don't this.
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**Fresh's P.O.V **

(Trigger start here and I know it's too early for chapter) (I'm sorry little cinnamon rolls)

After the little accident caused by Undyne. That jerk. Pj hurted his Brother, Pallete. What an idiot, is he always pissed because of me? The reason, give me a reason? Like that? Pallete couldn't make a reason and he just hurted him? What an idiot. He didn't even give him time. A jerk would always do that. I mean we're all fools here right? "Fools do rush in"
I thought. As night fell, i walked out bringing the pocket knife with me, inside my pocket (I got that knife inside my pocket, i got that knife under my feet, i have to I'm sorry). I walked somewhere I'm never visible. I walked on a path that lead to a cliff, its a perfect place to cut, cause they won't know blood spilled anywhere on the ground. I looked upon the cliff, it was deep, there was a river on the steps. It also had a bridge, connecting somewhere that lead a place somewhat is undiscovered.

A stood a few inches away from the edge, then started to pull the pocket knife out of pocket and began to cut. Cut...cut...cut...cut...I cutter until I stopped on think 50 cuts on my each of my hands, they were all covered in dried blood, the cuts were visible on the shirt I'm wearing, looks like I have to sneak. I went back following the trail I have made to keep me feom being lost in this dark, gloomy and creepy place, it reminded me of slederman, that sent shivers down my spine, thinking about it makes me wanna run off and hide, or even just 'forget.everything.and.run'
I started to run back, because I'm a coward. I didn't really care about anything in my path, i just wanna go home.

I reached the van, i started to change into a sweater where my cuts aren't visible or seen by any cost. But why would they care? It's called 'crippling depression' of course. Now's being depressed is killing me. In fact, i heard a crack, i took my soul out carefully, i guess I got a crack, this will continue breaking a few more days then I'm gone....

(Trigger ends here, if ya cinnamon rolls don't like it, pls kill me)
** Althee's P.O.V **

My poor ears, but something wasn't right, i fell on the floor and clutched my stomach were the pain always starts. Chara helped me get up, "A-are you okay?" She asked with worry I nodded in response reassuring her, "does this always happen?" She asked "this happens when I feel a crack, the breaking of a poor and innocent soul, thanks to those Damn Bastards"
Her eyes widened, does she know what i mean? "Your a matchmaker?" She asked I stood up trying not fall, i used the wall for balance, she saw this and helped me get to sit on my bed, surrounded by various, cute, adorable, fluffy, and puffy.. *inhales* cats.

She was starting to like them around as company, i told her that I'm actually stalking them by my computer. She even asked me about the names of my cats, she can't memorize them, their too many of them, then asked why i had this many and how could it fit in my room? Well that's a question I can solve quickly, killer had these questions and well, we had thought of a solution.

I showed her the room where my kits you usually sleeps. She was surprised. My house looked so small on the outside, but it's big in the inside. It's weird right, yeah weird, #WeirdandProud be part of this squad if your weird. A really weird person. Normally only 10 members have in this group composed of, me, Rosemary,Rosemarylilliane,Maya,Briannah, Pallete,Cross,Fresh,Alphys and Killer. We were so weird we are so proud of it. Like no one would judge us, cause we are weird.

I dragged her out my kits room and showed her that I'm actually stalking them, she asked me if she can stalk too. And of course I said yes, cause if she didn't, she's gonna chase me 10 minutes straight not even giving up. Its so easy to hide from her, but it would be pain in the butt when you hurt a kid's feelings. It would really be pain in the butt.

I would say swear words when I'm serious, only serious. I fell again unexpectedly, fresh is getting another crack. These things are killing me. If your a matchmaker, your punishment for breaking your ship apart is when they hurt each other, one's pain would reflect the matchmaker, feeling aggressive and painful pain. It's really bad, cause it would even last for eternity until they die, if they die, there's a consequence. Which is really terrifying. But I would not bother tell you guys about it. It's sh*T

I offered Chara to stay in my house to look over cross and after a few more days.
It's going to hurt me alot when this happens. After all, i am a matchmaker.
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In a hurry please kill me.

Don't be serious about cutting yourself my beautiful readers.
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