Chapter 3: A Killing Urge

When the door bell rang, I knew it was Failboat. My puppeteer made me go down from the ceiling and downstairs to the door.

I opened the door and saw Failboat with a letter in his left hand. "Hey, so what was it, you needed help on?" I asked as I lead him to my couch.

"Um...this is gonna sound embarrassing." He responded as we both sat down. He had a faint blush as if he was going to confess a dark secret. "Come on, I promise I won't laugh!" I said a bit curious.

As always my puppeteer made me feel curiosity and made me say that. "Well...fine, this is a love confession letter." He said while blushing. This time I was more curious than ever before.

"To who?" I said. "Septic." He responded. That name made me feel overprotective again. I guess I can't confess at all. "Well, here what did you write?" I asked with happiness and anger mixed in with my tone.

He wrote down all the things he loved about her and then it ended with a "do you accept me being the person who is sunshine in your life?"

At that point, I had a sudden urge to kill her but, I made sure Failboat didn't figure out this urge. "So...what do you think?" He asked a bit nervous this time.

I wanted to say that maybe someone else might like him and might be heartbroken after they found about him and Septic. I shook that thought away and said "It's the most romantic love confession I ever seen." At that moment I lied.

He smiled and then waved goodbye. He went out the door, leaving me alone. I got up and went to my room. As always my puppeteer made me go up on the ceiling and hang around. [A/N: Did you like what I did there? No...ok.]

I thought for a moment. I thought about why Failboat loved her so much. I finally got an idea why. She was always cheerful, studying about the world around her, and she always had this cute smile on her face.

And me? Well, I acted sarcastic most of the time, I mostly thought about video ideas, and I mostly didn't have any emotion on my face. [A/N: This is actually how I act in the real world.]

I got down from the ceiling and went to my kitchen. I got cheese from the refrigerator but, then I saw a knife on the counter. I walked over to it and picked it up.

It's edge was super sharp. For moment, I had an idea. Maybe I can use this knife to sabotage his confession to her. I shook that thought away and put the knife down.

I went to my room and ate. Septic won't possibly accept his confession right? Right!?

End of chapter 3

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