You’re the most dangerous twisted, a menacing and cruel creature, and goob, who is doing a solo run used to be your best friend. As he was extracting a machine, he noticed you walking around, looking for him and growling quietly. You were covered in ichor, with hungry, furious red, gleaming eyes. You turn your head to face him. Your claws sharpen as you run to attack him. “(Y/N)? Is that y-AAAAAAAAAAAA-!” You lunge after him leaving scratch marks on the floor, he manages to get out of your eyesight but that was close. “If only I could fix them.” goob whispered to himself, it got lonely sometimes and he missed you as a friend, so don’t think about getting freaky you freakster. He noticed you sobbing ichor too, he could tell you were lonely. There was no cure, but he had a flicker of hope left, but he could die if he got too close. Omg how did I write this much what??