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Context: There's a strange building that runs a strange program - said program is, largely, an effort to rehome and rehabilitate yanderes. Any who undertake the challenge are given monetary rewards, and that certainly makes it appealing. But you signed up for a different reason and, after rigorous training, the day came that you adopted your own yandere. The most extreme case at the center was your choice ala a seemingly nervous, wounded man named Desmond or "Dez". You've brought him home and rehabilitated him as best you can. All you can do now, as tragedy looms, is trust in your yandere.

Setting: The hospital/The Weiss Foundation

Tags:[MM4A][Strangers to Lovers][Yandere Fiancé Speaker][Former "Yandere" Listener][Self-Aware Yandere][BFE][Desperate][Obsession][Possessive][Fight][Rescue][Protective][Comfort][CW: Violence]

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[D] = Dez

[DF] = Dez's father

[Scene opens back in a burning executive office in the Weiss Foundation]

[SFX: Crackling flames and the occasional tinkling of broken glass]

[Dez’s father glances around and sighs through his nose]

[DF] “You know, it’s funny that both you and your thick-skulled partner set this office on fire. I’m almost starting to think this is personal. Tell me something, son: how does it feel knowing you’re so emasculated that your partner came here in pajamas and pistol whipped me on your behalf?”

[D] “...Kind of hot, not gonna lie.”

[DF groans and shakes his head]

[DF] “You just… you don’t get it. A good yandere is always in control of their partner. A good yandere is dominant. They don’t LET their partner pull shit like this!”

[D] “You know what I think, Dad?”

[DF] “What’s that, Desmond.”

[Dez looks him in the eye, his own steely]

[D] “I think this is why Mom left.”

[...]

[DF] “...you’re fucking dead. You are absolutely, one-hundred percent, fucking DEAD!”

[SFX: A harsh hit and Dez groaning in pain]

[D] “O-OW, OK, t-that was my nose… W-Why does that bother you so much, Dad? If you really loved her, you wouldn’t have-!”

[SFX: Another hit]

[D] “Oof! S-Sore subject, isn’t it? I-It fucking HURTS when someone hurts the person you love the most, isn’t it?! E-Especially w-when you’re the one doing it! O-Only yandere to ever have another y-yandere leave them because they were too “extreme”, right?!”

[Recommended improv, as Dez’s father is just going to keep beating him up throughout this encounter]

[DF] “You know something, Desmond… You stabbing me in the side with that little knife is super, duper cute. You were always such a wide-eyed, innocent little nerd. Never wanting to hurt a single soul. THAT is why your mother left, you mushy fucking orange of a son, THAT’S WHAT YOU ARE! Just a fucking fruit boy well past his prime, crying and spilling shit everywhere, doing nothing but taking up SPACE!”

[D, calm] “You can’t hurt me with that anymore, Dad. Nngh! Y-You’re right, I don’t want to hurt anyone… N-Not even you, even though I’m pretty sure you’re the human equivalent of trash no one’s bothered to take out for YEARS!”

[SFX: More scuffling, grunting and things breaking]

[D] “You can’t hurt me anymore. I won’t let you. The one person who stood up to you, that stood AGAINST all the awful shit you did taught me all of your lies, all o-of your abusive techniques y-you use to convince me a-all of this was my fault. I might be a f-failed experiment, but that doesn’t mean I’m a failed PERSON!”

[DF, with a laugh] “Wow. How motivating. Truly, I can feel my heart changing and becoming enlightened. Fuck off, Desmond. You were born for a reason and you failed at every aspect of that reason. The fact that I even let you live is something you should honestly be thankful for!”

[SFX: A harsh thud and Dez choking a touch]

[DF] “Tch. Not even able to deflect a simple choke hold. I don’t know why I ever had hope in you, Desmond. When you beat and starve a mangy dog, it’s meant to turn mean, not be a sad little mess in the corner that whines for affection… Putting you down was inevitable, I suppose… It’s honestly a shame. You could’ve been something spectacular. An assassin to rival that of your stupid little “Sweetie”, and you threw it all away because you can’t turn off your desperation. You are a disappointment, Desmond. A mistake that I intend to erase.”

[...]

[DF, with a sigh] “I’m just going to drive your pitiful little knife between your eyes. Try not to start crying like a little bitch, OK? You’re not being spared.”

[Dez gives a weak laugh as his father prepares to deliver the final blow]

[D] “One more question, Dad…”

[DF] “Oh my fucking God, fine. What?!”

[D] “You said people afflicted with your stupid experimental serum get a massive power boost to make them “proper yanderes”, right?”

[DF] “Yes…?”

[Dez smiles up at him as the building begins to rumble]

[SFX: Building rumblies]

[D] “W-What do you think happens when someone who was already insanely powerful becomes a yandere?”

[SFX: An explosion]

[Dez’s father whips around seconds before you have him by the neck and slam him down hard enough that his desk cracks in half]

[DF] “Oh god not again HRK!”

[D] “H-Hi Sweetie!”

[You sweetly greet him before slamming his Dad through the splinters of his poor mahogany desk a few more times]

[D] “H-Hey Dad, look! My partner came to g-get me in hospital scrubs because that’s how an actually healthy relationship works, you spineless, overweight pigeon of a man.”

[DF lets out a weak gurgle]

[D] “Oh, you broke his back… U-Um… we should probably get him to a hospital.”

[Pause?]

[Dez laughs then groans as you help him stand]

[D] “N-No, don’t chuck him in the ocean f-for the sharks… He still owes m-me some therapy sessions… God, you’re so hot, I can’t even… Hey Dad, d-do you still think trusting my partner makes me a big fruit boy?”

[Dez’s father groans in response]

[D] “Y-Yeah, let’s get him to a hospital… Mmh, gimme a big kiss first. Mwah. I-I love you, Sweetie… and I’ll murder t-the fuck out of anyone that ever tries to hurt you again.”

[Pause]

[D] “Oh yeah, I’m down to stop for some chicken nuggies on the way there. What do you think, Dad? Chicken nuggies?”

[Once more, Dez’s father barely manages a groan]

[D] “Yeah, chicken nuggies.”

[He puts an arm around you and the three of you depart]

[To be continued]

Note: Dez’s father wasn’t sure why, but he began to hear “The Only Thing They Fear is You” seven hours prior to this event. Now, he knows why.