♡ AweSamPonk Oneshots [book 2] ♡

Lyssa

Warnings: angst, fear, sadness, arguments/yelling, accusations, not so great actions for being in a relationship,

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"Sometimes... I wish I never met you at all..." The words rolled smoothly off of the male's tongue, hints of sadness cutting through it like daggers.

The other figure in the room shrunk back as if he had been physically injured, his eyes harboring a deep sadness.

That sadness soon turned to anger as the taller male registered everything that was happening.

"Maybe it would have been better that way, Ponk."

The shorter male scoffed, "So you agree with me for once? That's a first, especially considering your stubbornness and lack of smarts."

"Lack of smarts?! Look at who's talking! If you're going to compare brains to brawn, then you certainly aren't the strongest person in the room, are you? Can't even lift a chest by yourself!" The larger male huffed, his elfish ears falling back.

Ponk let out a shuddering breath, "You're the worst thing to ever happen to me, Sam! First, you sweep me off of my feet like we're the only people on earth, then you go and throw out my trust by going out with- with- wi- some other guy, and now??? You're trying to put the blame on me and make me look bad!! I can't believe you!!"

Something seemingly snapped within the larger male, he partially peeled back his lips as he spoke, a primal edge to his tone and posture, "Oh yeah? Well who was the one who left me to die, all alone and kept away from everyone and anyone in the prison, besides the deranged lunatic of a prisoner? I had to-" as Sam continued to speak, his teeth grew longer, forming sharp points, his ears moved up the sides of his head, and his mouth began to lengthen into that of a canid's. "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE TRYING TO BLAME THIS ALL ON ME, YOU SELFISH FOOL! I HAVE A JOB, BUT DO YOU CARE ENOUGH TO EVEN BAT AN EYE AT THE FACT? NO! YOU JUST GO AROUND, TELLING EVERYONE I ABANDONED YOU, LEFT YOU, CHEATED ON YOU! A GROWN MAN CAN'T HAVE FRIENDS OUTSIDE OF A RELATIONSHIP, NOW, CAN HE? THAT SO CALLED DATE WASN'T INTENDED TO BE ROMANTIC, YOU NEED TO-"

Sam continued to rant, his words turning into guttural snarls and barks, and bouts of fur began sprouting out of his skin as he advanced towards the smaller male, who shrunk back in fear.

Where a man once stood was now a humanoid wolfish beast, its teeth gleaming in the faint light as it growled. The words it snarled were partially lost in the sea of hatred-laced commotion that poured from its mouth.

Ponk was pressed against the wall, the werewolf like beast, that used to be Sam, looming over him. Small tears pricked at the corners of Ponk's eyes as he looked up at Sam, fear rolling off of him in waves.

After the onslaught of words and snarls became too much, Ponk made it known, "SAM! STOP!! P-PLEASE STOP!!!"

The werewolf fell silent, his features beginning to revert back to normal, shock, fear, worry, and many more emotions swimming in his eyes as he realized what had happened and what he'd done.

Sam crouched down beside Ponk, who was now curled up near the floor, sobbing softly due to all of the stress, fear, and anger.

"Oh- Oh my gosh, Ponk- Are you ok? Did I hurt you?" Sam's tone was urgent as he looked over the smaller male for any wounds.

Ponk, still shuddering uncontrollably, shook his head, sniffing, "N-N-No..."

The smaller male suddenly threw himself into Sam's arms, seeking some form of comfort, any form of comfort.

"I'm so sorry, Ponkie... I didn't mean for this... I didn't mean for any of this to happen..." Sam spoke softly, running a hand up and down Ponk's back.

Ponk just nuzzled his face into Sam's chest, whining softly, clearly tired and still upset.

The two sat there for some time, rocking back and forth, only stopping when Ponk spoke up,

"I'm sorry too, Sam... I love you so much..."

"I love you too..."

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Ending note: Lyssa means 'rage', it is commonly heard while discussing the meaning/topic of 'Lyssavirus' (rabies).