(Updated because yes!! Be ur OC or one of the other toons. Or not- also name is your choice. And I swear if this flops- also this is before ichor incident, y'all are KIDS [ik this is HORRIBLE for this to happen to a kid but angst is angst])

Ever since you could remember, your toon handler had treated you poorly— no... That was an understatement. For every little thing you did, a smack with a ruler or literally whatever was in their sight at the time. And you just HAD TO "SUCK. IT. UP."

Lately, he's been getting worse and worse to you, cranky after the first time a bruise was discovered on you— a close call. Until it reached a new low for them.

[Insert name here]: WHY DID YOU F#CKING DO THAT— UGH! YOU ARE REAL PIECE OF WORK, DID YA KNOW THAT? I WISH YOU WOULD JUST GO DIE SOMETIMES! YOU ARE A MISTAKE!

...He grabbed a knife and a bat.

He swung.

CRUNCH.

SLASH.

A small "click" could be heard as the door locked behind them. You were bleeding to death and they just LEFT you.

It had been a few days by now and you were barely alive, still unmoving from that one spot, and surviving on drinking from a water bottle you found. You couldn't take it anymore. YOU JUST CAN'T. IT HURTS. IT HURTS. You fell to the floor, unconscious and in critical condition.

The door opened and Shelly, a main toon walked in, freezing immediately and screaming for her toon handler.

Are you finally safe..?

(26K uhm... Y'all are masochists-)