Slendytubbies Fanfiction

My name is Jasper and my pronouns r she/her or they/them.

This blog may post about Dead Dove.

I don't post on this blog very often, because it's a side blog (take a shot every time I say "blog".)

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Laa-Laa’s chest felt like it would burst any minute. Her breathing was labored and came out like wheezes. The custard Po had given her was starting to take effect. Was the custard really what caused this or is that just a lie?

Her mind was fuzzy and she saw double.

She dragged her feet behind Guardian, glaring up at the man. The only thing she could feel when she saw him was hate.

Hate. She hated him so much. He watched Tinky massacre her friends, and instead of helping them he just sat on his ass and watched.

Guardian proceeded on to those large pillars. “The satellite station isn’t far from here. Let’s go.” He said, glancing behind himself. He stopped walking when he saw her sitting on the ground. Her eyebrows were furrowed and she groaned in pain.

Laa-Laa coughed up blood, her throat burning.

“Come on Laa-Laa, we need to move forward!” Guardian was starting to get anxious, Laa-Laa could tell when she looked up at him.

“I know, I know..” Her voice was hoarse.

“C’mon, get up!” Guardian approached her. She flinched as he tried to touch her shoulder. His fur was so dirty and disgusting.

“I.. can’t…go on..anymore.” She huffed. “My whole body hurts..” As she started to think about what would happen after this, she started to feel dread and terror fill her mind. She’ll end up like Tinky, a bloodthirsty killing machine.

“I don’t want to turn into a monster.” Laa-Laa whispered, her voice barely audible. 

When Tinky turned, he was asleep. He couldn’t feel the pain she was feeling now. Maybe if she went to sleep, she wouldn’t hurt anymore.

Maybe she’d have a nice dream about her friends, and she wouldn’t have to worry about monsters or death.

“I just need to sleep..for a minute,” Laa-Laa said.

“I-..Okay Laa-Laa. Just keep your eyes closed, you’ll be fine.” Guardian looked to the left but Laa-Laa didn’t care what he was looking at. She closed her eyes and her head drooped a little. She heard Guardian begin walking.

Her body tensed as the pain grew stronger. “It hurts..so much..” She dug her claws into her knees. “I don’t know if I’m going to be okay..” Laa-Laa couldn’t tell if she was talking to Guardian or if she was talking to herself anymore.

“Everything’s going to be okay, just count down from ten.” Guardian was behind her now. “Okay.” Laa-Laa replied.

“Ten..nine…eight..”

Guardian raised the rock.

“Seven..six..five..”

Laa-Laa felt something heavy hit her skull and she heard a crack. Then everything went completely black.

Guardian quietly seethed with rage. He wanted justice.

But he wasn't allowed justice. He had to just live with what they had done to him. Noo-Noo, the shadow, Richard, the White Coats. He had to just live with it.

He couldn't do anything about it, and it made him want to rip himself apart.

He had never felt so angry at someone before. He wasn't angry with them, he was angry with himself. He hated how weak he was. It was his weakness that was stopping him from ever getting the justice he deserved.

Everytime someone wronged him, he just had to watch them get away with it. And he was expected to just live with that. Because he was weak.

Guardian breathed heavily. He could barely move around in this cage.

He didn't feel like this when he crawled through the vents in the satellite station, so why was he panicking now? It didn't make sense.

The cage was more of a metal box than a cage, which didn't help at all. He felt like a trapped animal.

His body hurt from how much he had to bend to actually fit in the box. He shifted slightly to try and make his back more comfortable, but that just made Richard bang on the back of the box.

Axel's breath was heavy as he panted. Black tears ran down his face, dropping onto his friend's cold body.

The blood on his hands didn't help calm him down. It only made things worse.

His ears rang, and his vision was blurry and red. He could barely feel the cold touch of the ground underneath him.

He tried to remember what happened, but everything was too blurry. He could vaguely remember a light blue and white figure running away from something. Axel moved one of his hands from the ground to his friend.

He was met with the feeling of blood. It was sort of sticky.

He gripped his friend's torn up arm, sobbing.

He didn't know what had happened, but he knew it was his fault. Although he couldn't see it properly, he could vaguely see an eyeball hanging out of his friend's eye socket.

It was honestly disgusting.

I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY-

He repeatedly apologized to his friend silently. Something was wrong with his chest and throat, and he felt like he couldn't speak.