“T-they didn’t.”

”why… then… why do you look so scared?”

”why are you holding a knife…?”

”shut up… *hic*….”

”dad, you’re drunk, aren’t you?”

”SHUT UP… it doesn’t matter to you! I can hold a fucking knife if I want to!”

”….”

”I had it… juuuust in case someone with the liiikes of you got yourself in a predicament…. Like, for example… people saw your tail…”

”dad, calm down, please.”

”I would’ve started with the tail…. Cutting it off reeeaaal slow like…..And then I would’ve worked up…. Dragging it up your spine, until finally…. Slashing right between your- *hic* eyes…..”

”….”

”buuut…. They didn’t see your tail. Right, Marcus..?”

”….”

”RIGHT?”

”y-yes.”

”good…. Very good… now… *hic*…. Go to your room.. I don’t wanna see you for the rest of the day.”

”yes, s-sir.”

”if I find out you lied….. you won’t see the light of the moon or the sun….”

Lies won’t get you far…. Not from me.

Father’s dark side.