*purrs and stretches*

“Don’t kill him!” Was still replaying in her mind, the resentment she felt at Karkat’s words like a knife in her chest as she moved to curl up on the floor, her energy failing her in the last moments to get anywhere comfortable.

How could he do that? How could he ask her to show that kind of mercy to HIM?

Nepeta held herself tightly, wincing at the pain flashing through her tender body but welcoming it as a way to briefly silence that angry voice swirling in her head.

She had had him right there. Finally, she was going to show him how it felt.

She released herself to stare down at her shaking hands, the colours of their blood mingling in a way that made her all the angrier in the silence.

She screamed, a raw and painful thing as she slammed her fists down in front of her, eyes burning as she wept at the loss, at the humiliation of having to show him mercy.

Of not being allowed to Pay Him Back.

Why did everything always go wrong for her?