#undergroundenquirer

But it’s not Tater they hit.

It’s Null.

The scientist leapt out into the way of the blade. Tater’s eye sockets went wide, his eyelights becoming pinpricks. 

* d... dad...?

Blood. There’s blood. Null is on the ground. Tater starts shaking his head.

* no... nonono...

* c’mon dad, get up... you can’t--

* you can’t leave me again--

He hugs his father close. There was blood on him. His hands were covered in it. His father’s blood.

He can feel his rage building.

* s-s... stop--

He disappears, reappearing a few feet away. He knows your plan.

* y-you want to.. paint me to be the villain...

Talking hurt. He wheezed, hand clasped over the wound.

He doesn’t want to kill again. Never again.

This is why he wasn’t supposed to leave the lab. 

* no... no, stop!

* g-get away from me!

He starts backing away, eye sockets darting around.

[Flower crowns] 

Stabbed.

He was stabbed.

Thank goodness he had more than his maximum HP, or he’d be dust right now. He wheezed, eye sockets dark and hollow, blood dripping from his mouth and the wound.

It caught him off guard. Otherwise he would have dodged.

Heartbreak Meme || Accepting!

He gasps sharply, quickly moving to the side so they end up missing his soul.

But they still hit him.

He stumbles back, growling at the blood that leaked through his torn sweater, one hand over the wound.