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Monday morning. Jelly called me into her room and ordered me to kneel in front of her throne and motioned towards the wall. The viewscreen powers on, displaying a picture. It was a results screen, and her trusted starknights on Team Spiral, led by yours truly, were in last place. She looked towards me in silence, but I knew that look in her eyes. What she expected of me. That's when I noticed the blade lay on the carpet before me. Without hesitation, I grabbed it and lopped off a pinky, as is my duty to the Order. But Jelly's disappointment was far too great. Her quiet rage unyeilding. She looked back towards me and said one word. "Again." I was taken aback, but after the initial shock, I complied. Anything to please my lady, after all. Another cut, another finger, and another response from Jelly. "Again." Another cut. "Again." Cut. "Again." Until all that remained on my hands were two bloody stumps. With no hands, I would never be able to shame her and Spiral again. No more Animal Fight. No more Minecraft. No more whatever the third game is. Just me and an eternal reminder of my failure to bring glory to my Princess.
