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Llorando, Culpa... y un Pato Molesto

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(Yup.. this bitch right here. Sorry for the long wait, I was doing these between my 30 minute lunch breaks and trying to catch up with what I missed. As soon as this chapter is out I will edit the previous chapters a few hours after this. There will be an important question and vote at the bottom of this at the bottom of this chapter. So if you could, please take the time to give me your honest opinions.)

Title Translation: Mourning, Guilt.. and an Annoying Duck

Keys:

Y/u/n = Your User Name

Y/n/n = Your Nick Name

E/n = Egg Name  :3

Y/n POV:

Finally.. I.. Its over.. it's been an hour since slime tried to kill our eggs.. we had one egg casually.. which was trump.. I wish their final moments weren't filled with fear.. and pain... I made a little grave by the side of the water where slime told me roughly where he killed him in his frenzy.. me and E/n send our thoughs and prayers.. decorated and E/n managed to find trump's little propeller hat.. and we put it on the grave.. 

We soon sent our final goodbyes.. before walking towards the wall once more.. where most people are at.. E/n was very quiet during the walk there... so I decided to try to comfert them a bit.. I stopped and looked at them. "Hey.. E/n.. dear.. Death is a part of life.. and.. unfortunately.. some of us leave this earth before others.. and the best we can do is remember them fondly alright..? And wish for them to find peace."

E/n soon looked at me.. before writing on a sign.. as they started to shake a bit while crying.. I gently caressed their head gently.. "shhh.. hey.. take your time.. to write.." After a bit.. they showed me their sign.. that had tears on the words.. as they started to write on the other sign.. "B-but it's my fault!! I should have convinced Mr.Bad to take the long way here! The long way was closer to where trump lived!" I read before they placed another few signs with the same tears on them.. only they were bigger..

"I should have fought back when we were in slimes place!! But.. instead I froze in fear.. Mr Bad had to pick me up.. I couldn't even save you!! How can I.. save anybody if I couldn't even save you or Trump?!" They started to cry even more.. Shit.. E/n is experiencing Survivors Guilt.. I quickly hugged them and started to sooth them..

"E/n.. it's not your fault at all.. dont blame yourself at all.. none of this was ever your fault. If anything it was whoever killed JuanaFlippa in the first place. And Slime was experiencing a lot of grief.. Sure there could have been a better way for him to go about things.. but remember this.. parents will always go the extra step for their kids.. if they love them a lot.. The best we can do is keep living on for Trump and remember him fondly." I felt E/n shaking and still crying..