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I want to eat you like Candy, call me Hannibal because your Eyes are something I want to eat.

Your Delicious limbs serve as an appetizer for me to feast on with your heart serving as the main course. 

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" That should be it. I need to toss the leftovers in the basement for later." You hum thoughtfully, after tossing the head into the now bloody bag. You soon started to whistle as you walked down your hallway. Towards your basement. You were soon startled when knocking occurred. 

Letting out a irritated sigh, you quickly place the Bag on the stairs of The basement. Closing the door and locking it, You made your way over to the door and opened it.

"Good morning, Neighbor!" The Ear-grinding voice that belonged to the one and only, Wally Darling. 

That Cocky bastard....

"Good morning to You too, Wally. " You repiled back, forcing a smile on your face as you faced the yellow-faced puppet. "So, what's the occasion. "

"My, My....why the formalities? You act like we are strangers or something!"

Because we ARE. You only knew him for a week and always avoid him. Like you did to everyone else in this stupid neighborhood. You were not trying to get caught and risk going to jail or the equivalent to that.

"Haha...Right..."

"Besides, it wouldn't hurt if we just....hung out? I mean your always stuck in this stuffy house!" And with that. He causally just stepped in like he owned the place! Unbelievable. 

You were already bristling but kept your cool. You weren't good with Your temper. Even when you were created you were always Hot tempered. You didn't know where did that trait even come from. It doesn't make sense. I mean who would want a hot tempered puppet on the set anyways? But you didn't know what role you were going to have in the first place. For all you knew. You probably were going to be a secondary, background or a Antagonist character. 

However you always had a feeling your role was more bigger than that. You just couldn't pinpoint it.

Anyways. Snapping back to reality. You peered up at Darling, whom seemed to be making himself right at home. Sitting on your couch and staring at you patiently. 

Still. You couldn't kick him out now, it would leave a bad impression or even worse, make him suspicious of you. I mean, hopefully being avoidant of everyone isn't too suspicious. After all Frank probably does it too. 

Sighing, you walked over to the couch and sat with him. Looking over your shoulder to find him still looking at you. "What?" You spoke up. Your stomach turning. Wally, whom was still staring, purely just kept smiling.

"Nothing." He replied back.

You raise an eyebrow. Suspicion evident in your facial Expression. "Want a Snack, Dear?" You cringe mentally at the use of that pet name. "That would be excellent, Darling. Ha. Ha." You got off of your butt and head towards the kitchen. You scavenged through your fridge, finding a cupcake that was sitting in your cooking tray, additionally there was other cupcakes in it as well, untouched. Hopefully, Wally liked cupcakes. You made a grab for it, once again feeling as if someone staring at you. Not wanting to freak out with him inside, You quickly grabbed the cupcake and shut the refrigerator.

You almost lost it when you saw wally in your kitchen, still smiling. You gulped and handed him the cupcake, feeling your hands tremble. "H-here you go, Suga' " As your hands made contact, it felt as if there was some force hold your hand there. What was happening?.

"Thank you, Dearest." Then Wally took the cupcake out of your hand. Finally the force was gone and you could feel your hand again. You immediately retracted and placed your hands behind your back. "No problem."

There was an awkward pause in the air. Mainly from you. Wally seemed to be staring at the cupcake and Blinked. You nearly jumped when he spoke. "This tastes delicious. What did you make with this?" He finally turned his head at you. Something primal awoke inside you. When it came to the topic of What was inside your food. It was  pride and gluttony. 

Pride at the fact you managed to keep this secret of yours for so long AND the best part you were serving Customers human meat without them knowing! Oh how what a despicable puppet you were. You were filthy and you loved it!

Gluttony at how yummy humans taste! I mean, Their screams as you drove a knife through their throats. The way the meat hits the spot just right If cooked right, sometimes you got morbid thoughts about how YOU tasted! 

Unknown to You, while you were daydreaming. You felt your mouth water.....Those sad, pathetic Flesh of meat. So dumb yet so tasty. What an unlikely combo. Wait, you shouldn't be doing this infront of someone! Especially not to Wally! You quickly snapped out of it. Wiping the drool off and gave a Friendly smile to him. 

Of course he was still smiling, however you could still detect a new emotion in his smile. "Its made out of the usual, Batter. Food coloring. Sugar, Y'know nothing special, Dear." You answered. Wally hummed. Seemingly satisfied with that answer. 

For the rest of the day, Wally stuck at your house until it was time for him to go. When he left. You shut the door and slid down, letting out a sigh of relief. 

What was wrong with you?

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Psst! The letters at the top of the chapter are important! It's a secret word you will piece out the more chapters there are! :)

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" Dang, this is really a long walk...." you mutter, Today was when you were going to officially open your bakery. But stupid you decided to have it built pretty far from your house. Something about "privacy", which sounded decent on paper but you forgot to consider that there wasn't any type of transportation to get there anyways. Atleast not in here. 

You have heard of buses, cars and hitchhiking in the real world. But that knowledge didn't do you any good, you couldn't build a car anyways. You would need tons of supplies AND blueprints, God knows you aren't Car-savy. Then gas was a problem. Ugh. You were a puppet and It would be too much work to just pretend you are some hunk of junk that someone threw out just to get a ride, You would then have to consider using your luck that some poor soul needed gas or something and even THAT was too much to risk.

And if you were to somehow find that specific someone, how long would it take before your neighbors take notice? What would wally do? See. Unless with killing, it didn't take super long. All you did was hunt down humans were lived alone then you would dismember and stuff them into bags. But you had to be quick about attacking them, you met a few humans who had fast reactions and it didn't go well for you since as a puppet you had many disadvantages you hated. Strength and height was one of them, you atleast were the same height as Wally if not a tad bit taller. The both of you were half the height of humans so big yikes.

"Finally." You murmur as you made it to your empty bakery, it wasn't bad. Pretty small but not much of a problem.

You entered, setting your things down. Only to hear the door ring as someone came in after a few seconds. You turn around, expecting Wally. 

Julie. You give her a confused look, " Uh. Nice to you Dearie. But Bakery ain't open until tomorrow. " You said, only to have the girl brush you off. "Nice place you got here. Ooooh, By the way I really love your cooking! It tastes so good! I'm sorry for intruding but your always stuck in that house of yours so I couldn't help but Go here. You wouldn't mind if I help you?" She asked, though it sounded more like....Command than Asking. "Of course, Sweetie. Just erm...Put the Cakes and baked goods on the left shelf. Heh. Excuse me I need to use the restroom." You said as you started to feel slightly shakey. 

Julie didn't respond as She merely nodded at you and went to work, You speed-walked to the restroom and looked Yourself at the mirror. You almost gasped, You looked different...Like You didn't look like you. You could feel a ghostly presence behind You, you turn around. The Ghost girl was glaring directly at you.

"YOU DID THIS TO ME."   It- She? Said to you. You two looked nothing alike, Hell. You killed people and they never seemed to haunt you, so why was this one specifically. 

"YOU TRIED TO ERASE THE PAST. BUT I WOULDN'T LET YOU OFF THE HOOK THAT EASILY. NOW SUFFER THE CURSE." 

The curse? You looked at the Ghost girl as if she was High. You probably looked like a mess already, if you were human. You would've been breathless. 

"I WAS A FRIEND AND YOU TOOK ME."  Then she disappeared. 

Who was she?

"Is everything okay in there?" It was julie. You looked at the girl, forcing a smile. "I'm fine, Just a little flustered. Still trying to get used to the business life. " You stated, making your way over to Her. "Now. Where we? Ah yes! I have something I need for you to unpack for me as well!"

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It's been a few days since that incident in the mirror, since then You've had paranoia and stayed up all night. You sat there staring up at the ceiling, hearing the sound of crickets as the sun had made it's leave. 

A shiver went down your spine as You tried to recall what that girl meant. We're you cursed? Was she going to kill you the moment you slept? You took some lives but it was due to your unpredictable hunger.  Sometimes You'd feel guilty, sometimes You loved it. Everytime You did feel guilty, it always felt like a force snatched that emotion outta you in an instant and a slight wave of fatigue entered you.

The only possible thing you can get, is that the ghost girl was a witch or a Ghoul and you took her life but couldn't remember. But even still. The whole thing didn't sit right with you. It didn't make sense that the Ghost girl was somehow the special one to just haunt YOU out of all places, You decided it would be best if you slept. Even if she did decide to kill you It wouldn't effect you. 

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You opened your eyes to find yourself in a dark room, it wasn't your home. You turned around to find the TV playing and a Big Armchair. There seemed to be a women sitting there. Confused, You crept over to the woman who seemed to pay no mind to You.

"I know your there. Come here. " The woman suddenly spoke and You made your way to Her. There, you saw Her appearance. You could tell she looked like a Puppet due to the drooping eyes. And all the other characteristics Puppets usually had. "It must be strange seeing me again, I know you don't remember the deal either. Carrie must've been troublesome and I assume Wally is a pain in the ass, Hm?"

What?

"I remember back in the Day you were so pathetic. Even with the love and support of the most important puppet in your love did you not want to make a deal with me. Always whining, picking apart yourself in the mirror. Yet you still felt confident to stab that old man when you didn't get the part, Wonder if he lived or not. But that's not important. " Suddenly, She turned to You. "What's important is if how you and your curse is working out? How strong are you after eating those people?" You felt angry, who did this woman think She was?!  

"For the record, I'm not the puppet you think I am. I have never dated anyone in my life. Nor do I know how the old man was or is! And I'm not some stupid girl who was insecure!" You scowled. The women however, looked delighted to see such negative emotions from you! Either life you lived, You never failed to act like such an Bitch! Ho, Ho, ho. How did he think you were any good? However, she was glad to see you believed you were some puppet The company threw out for such a Petty reason!

"Who are you anyways?!" You

"Casper the ghost ." Was all the women's sarcastic response before she snapped her finger and you awoken. Coincidentally to the sound of someone knocking on your door. "Alright, alright I'm coming." You groaned. Putting your slippers on, suspicion leaking through you. When You made it to the door, Wally was there. Smiling as usual. However, You could detect something different from that smile. 

"Hi.......-?"  Wally immediately shoved past you and sat on the couch without a word, staring at you. Rude. Now he wasn't being neighborly. Sighing as Telling Wally to leave was like talking to a brick wall. You bit back a growl as you looked back at the man before you. He was Too damn shady and it was becoming apparent. 

"Well Hello too You, Darling." He spoke.

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Staring match was between you are Wally until You blinked. Now he wasn't there. You were alone.....Again.

Were you hallucinating again? It seemed so. Though as much as you felt like lingering on about what was happening, A force happened again and you were compelled to just...forget about it. So now here you were on the couch, humming while tapping the armrest.  Though the more you hummed the more you felt sick but you couldn't stop. Everything felt wrong. This was wrong. You were wrong. Suddenly, a Loud ear-blistering sound was blasted in your ear. It made you even more sick. And soon your vision turned black, now. You were in a different place. This time in a new body. A male this time.

The breath of death. We bleed.

"Sweetie. L-lets calm down." You heard yourself- Him[?] Say. A Man who looked to be in his 30s was holding a gun. "No Gerald! I'm sick your shit! You ran my money down the drain! And You don't even help around the house!" He snarled. The gun clicking, aiming straight for the man's face. 

F r a n k  w h y

" NO!" 

Bam!

Life Rots. Rotting apples with wasps feasting. 

Police sirens. Screaming. Puppets. Cults. Death. Cycle.

Then you. Awake. you pant, Anxiety creeping on you. What just happened? You could hear the bird chirping, what the fuck? Frank? Gerald? Who? Uh. Again. That force waved over you and forced the lucid dream in the back of your mind. As if you weren't supposed to see it.

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         8: One of Us is Dead. [Revisited] 

The staring contest You and Wally had was a little too long for your liking, it creeped you out on the inside. You debated about conversating with him, This guy seemed so Shady yet familiar at the same time. You felt safe around him at times and others, you felt the need to run. As if he wasn't there anymore, whatever that meant.

Your eyes darted between Wally and the door as you debated whether you should run, Attack him or speak. Wally made the first. "Dearest." He spoke, No emotion was shown through his tone. 

"We need to talk." He began. "I've noticed My friends were throwing up lately. They said the last thing they ate was YOUR food. " He sounded angry. 

He liked your food, and seemed to know what was in it so why was he mad that his friends were eating it? Also, You really need to start paying attention more rather than your feral hunger. 

You snapped out of your thoughts when you felt Wally grab your chin. You winced at how hard he was gripping. "What did you put in those cupcakes?" He demanded. Finally, you spoke up. "The Usual. Batter-" 

"Liar."

That finally got You to shut up. Was this Guy bipolar?

"Are putting human body parts in-" You blacked out.

Wally mustn't know what's happening with me. In spite of the hunger I will endure for as long as this deal lasts. I will be stronger. I won't be so dependent. I will die on the inside but I will be the same on the outside.

A little voice that sounded similar to Yours, it sounded desperate and defeated. Soon. The world came back and Wally was gone. There was sun shining through the window, meaning it was daytime. Confusion settled, You expected to forget about the voice but to Your utter surprise, You didn't. However you felt even more nauseous. 

You ran towards the bathroom and looked in the bathroom. Only to find a smiling human to look back. The reflection moved her fingers from out of the mirror and onto your cheek. 

"You and me will be going places. You try so hard to rid yourself of me but you only made it worse for the both of us. Don't forget that I made YOU." Then she disappeared. 

Mammon, I need to make a deal.

You felt yourself double down, Suddenly you weren't hungry but STARVING. You got this at random times. And during those times, you lost control of yourself if there was nothing near you. And today, it seemed like one of the bad days. You slipped your sleeves down. Seeing no choice but to fest on your arm. But although painful. You could regenerate it back. Though to a certain limit and could only self-heal IF you only inflicted the pain due to your hunger. 

Your arm that was your scapegoat arm, was the one you ate on. It was covered in bites, stuffing and the felt meshing together, looking gruesome. 

This was gonna hurt.

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"Then I was like 'Your not getting my snacks!' And I smacked the heck outta him!" Sally boasted. While Wally hummed thoughtfully. "Ha. Ha. Ha! Wonderful story there!" While they were Chatted

Eddie couldn't wonder to himself as He glanced to the Two, Taking notice of his neighbors chatting like life didn't matter. It made him roll his eyes. Typical. 

Today, it was also a little sleepover Wally wanted with Them. Julie couldn't come due to them being out of town to visit her family. Frank didn't come for obvious reasons. You…were well. Like frank but weird and odd.

Humming, Eddie felt like he needed something to eat. He snuck off from the puppets sight. He opened the fridge finding some lettuce, tomatoes, milk. All the good stuff. 

Eddie stiffed when he felt a soft thump come from the dark hallway to the right of him. Huh? He slowly but surely closed it. And jogged over to it. Being careful not to alert the two puppets.

He saw a door down the hallway, it seemed to be the basement. Eddie could hear soft knocking come from it. He shouldn't be doing this but….it could be a person that somehow got stuck. Or perhaps Home was messing with him. But it felt out of character for home to try and spook him like *This*.

Eddie walked to the basement door, looking around him as he twisted the knob. And opened it, oddly it made no sound. As he fully opened the door. He couldn't believe it.

It was a man who was wearing a suit, he was swaying side to side like a zombie and his skin looked so rotten.  His eyes were bloodshot and cross-eyed. Mouth agape and his hair was dark brown. There was also a detail he figured was The reason he was dead. The man also had a bullet in his forehead. Then. He collapsed. His body made no noise as his body phased through Eddie's feet. There was a man behind him with blonde hair. Fair skin, and was holding a gun. The man in question looked scared, angry and happy yet guilty all at once to be rid of the man before him.

Suddenly. Eddie screamed in terror, he heard footsteps behind him as The man cowered and backed away from the basement door.

"Eddie!" He heard Sally shout. Soon he felt arms around him as he hyperventilated. 

It took 13 minutes to get the man to calm down. 

"What happened?" 

"I-....I…"

"Eddie…?" Wally looked concerned but also curious as to what the man was doing near his basement door. Did he….? No. He could refresh his memory. He probably just spooked himself, Yes.

After that, the sleepover was canceled early and eddie seemed skittish for the rest of the day.