First off, I DON'T own Homestuck.

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Third of all, please enjoy this SadStuck!

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"Fef, do you ever wwonder wwhat wwould have happened if you had nevver chosen Sol ovver me?"

The quiet whisper of a voice broke the eerie silence of the dark room, echoing around as if trying to answer the speaking, but failing at the last hurdle. The speaker bowed his head down in a grieving respect, as he contemplated all that had just happened through glowing yellow eyes. He blinked quickly, and frowned as a streak of violet slid down his pale grey face, travelling downwards until it hit the floor with a soft plop. He then took a deep breath, before continuing,

"I mean… If I had nevver been so cruel an' mean to you… Let you knoww wwhy… Wwould you have been mine or his? Wwould this havve even happened?"

Again his voice sailed through the quietness, trying to find its recipient, only failing again for some unseeable reason. Yet again did another streak of violet danced down his face, quivering as he took yet another deep breath,

"I'm sorry Fef… So sorry… I didn't mean for this to happen…"

A heart wrenching sob broke out into the room, as small streams of violet broke from his eyes, falling and flowing in synconisation down to the floor. He then knelt down, and grabbed the pure white stick from the floor, and that now glowed an mysterious and pure white in the dark. The opposite of how he felt. He then stood up, and walked out of the room, never to look back,

"Please forgivve me Fef…"

And as he walked from the dark room, two small puddles of fuchsia and yellow met on the floor and mixed together as one.