Oswald let out a high-pitched laugh, slumping across his handcrafted throne, made out of scraps of metallic junk. He didn't mind- a throne was a throne was a throne- HAHA!

"Oh Mickey…." The rabbit mused, kicking his legs back and forth. He was so small in his seat, his legs dangled a good few feet above the floor. "You were always such a hero." He grinned, laying back over his armrest. "Such a do-gooder. Yech!" He stuck out his tongue, "Disgusting. Vile. You make me gag, little mouse!~" His cheeks upturned into a goofy grin once more.

"Mm, save your world, go ahead and try. Save all your little friends too. It'll only be that more crushing to your gut as I deliver the final blow, the agony of defeat!" He let out a few loose chuckles, dark eyes scanning his appointed 'throne room'. Blots of green and blue paint splatters covered the floor, the ceilings and walls dripped constantly with their inky consistency. In all honesty, Oswald didn't mind it anymore. The ink was a part of their world now, a part of him.

"A part of me….heh." He looked down into his hand, which too was dripping with black ink, succulent looking and shimmering. His fist closed, small threads of the mess flowing from his closed hand onto the floor.

"Such is the price you have to pay, I suppose." He let out a soft sigh, closing his eyes. "If you want to kill a mouse." Oswald sat back in his throne lazily for a few moments, smile never drifting off his face for a second.

"And to think," His eyes opened, hazy with power, "We could've been friends, Mickey. We could've been as family should- just look what you've done now. You've ruined EVERYTHING." His fingers gripped the armrests, creating dents in the scrap metal. "Ah ha- heh heh, well not to worry…..my dear, sweet brother. Because I'm going to fix every blunder, every mistake, every mess you've ever made. Just you wait. My perfect world will soon be here." He brought a hand to his mouth, dripping profusely as the ink collected around his melting face, dribbling over his hand and pooling around him. "And there's just no place in it, for you."