Author's Note: Ha ha, I published the story and forgot about writing a note and editing the document. What an idiot.

Anyway, this story isn't as wholesome as it seems. So I suggest that you should expect the worse. I mean really, every story concerning Flippy doesn't end that well. Oh wait, every HTF story doesn't end well. Haha, I guess this story is normal after all!

Alright, so this will be it for now. I shall release the Kraken once I return.

This story is Rated M for it contains violence, sexual references and strong language. Reader discretion is advised.

Disclaimer: Happy Tree Friends and its characters aren't mine.

Prologue

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It was a stormy night of Wednesday when Flaky was walking her way home as she carried her groceries in annoyance. It had been a long day and a stormy night was just one way to end it. As the girl cursed her luck for picking the wrong time to do some groceries, her eyes glanced over to the dark alley and saw something quite peculiar. The glistening colour red was spreading on the wet pavement with the aid of rain water. When she went closer, she regretted doing so when she realised what it actually was. It was blood, and it was coming from the darkest part of the said alley. She gasped and felt the need to step backwards for the sight frightened her for many reasons. The girl didn't like seeing blood or any kind of thing that would imply something dangerous. Nevertheless, her curiosity won over her fear as she started wandering further into oblivion. She held her umbrella tightly in tension as she prepared herself for anything that may come. Her eyebrows lowered in worry when she made those painful steps, following the blood trail before her. Amidst the chaotic sounds of wind and rainfall, she heard something strange yet familiar. A moan drenched in pain had started to echo and the sound bounced against the two brick walls which weren't that far from each other. The eerie sound echoed once more and it was more vivid for her to hear. She quickly recognised that it was coming from the figure which emerged before her as she went closer to it. The girl was—of course—battling with herself whether to come closer and see if the motionless figure was hurt and needed her help or was something hazardous.

The red haired girl leaned closer to the figure and she then deduced that he was hurt by the looks of his injured shoulder. Although she wasn't quite sure about his identity for his head was titled to the other direction, she decided that she wanted to help the man and cure his wound. Flaky stretched an arm and brushed the hair covering the man's face. She did this in order to be certain of the man's identity.

"Flippy?" she muttered in surprise.

Even though her voice was too soft that it almost seemed like she spoke to herself, it was enough for the man to regain his consciousness as he unexpectedly turned his head to her direction with eyes wide open. Flaky, on the other hand, was startled by his unexpected action and jumped backwards, causing her to fall painfully on the cold wet ground. This event caught his attention yet he remained unaware of his surroundings. He then felt a sharp sting on his shoulder which he surveyed and saw a gaping wound. He groaned in pain and tried to stop the blood from gushing out with his hand. When he felt that the pain was getting drowned by the rain water, he tried to stand up as his arms leaned against the wall for support.

"No, wait!" she exclaimed when she noticed that he was forcing himself to get up.

The girl took her umbrella from the ground as she stood up in haste to stop the man from leaving on his own. She then shielded him from the rain with it as she watched the painful sight before her. He could only look at her in return as he continued to walk away which was halted by a stone which tripped him. Luckily, Flaky was fast enough to stop this when she caught him in her arms before he could even land on the ground. But the sudden action meant that she had no time to think where to hold him as she accidentally squeezed her hand on his wound. Flippy hissed and gritted his teeth as his body realised the pain caused in his injury.

"I-I-I'm sorry!" the girl apologised in all hopes that it could ease the man's pain as she pulled her arms back.

This led to him falling face first on the ground and he let a loud 'Ow'. The girl was alert enough to save him and clumsy enough to hurt him, he sarcastically remarked to himself that he was in good hands. She could only apologise once again as she now carefully helped him up.

"You should leave me alone," he said almost as if he regretted saying the words.

"But you have a fever and you're hurt," she protested. "I promise I'll take care of you."

Take care of him? That was the least thing that she should do. If only she knew what horrors await her from letting this man into her house. Flippy sighed in defeat as he surrendered to the girl's insisting. The girl mustered her strength to support him and keep him from falling as she held her groceries and umbrella on her other hand. Now together, they made careful steps to Flaky's residence in the middle of that angry weather. As their silhouettes faded into the night, there at the dead end of the alley laid the hand of a lifeless man as a pool of blood enveloped his mutilated body.

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8/31/2011 Author's Note: Since many of you seem to be oblivious of this fact, I think I should clarify this once and for all. The fancomic you have read in DeviantArt has no doubt been inspired by this fanfiction.