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"Mal•leabilitat!" Fusibilitat called out as they reached for Mal•leabilitat's layers, since mal•leabilitat had the capacity to turn into layers by being squished, "Wait, please! I beg of you!!" Fusibilitat pleaded, as they melted into the heat.
"..I'm sorry," Mal•leabilitat started, as they watched Fusibilitat melt into another mold, "But I love Ductilitat now" they continued, then turned around, leaving Fusibilitat dying on the floor.
Those were Fusibilitat's first memories after waking up into the shape of a hammer, it happened, always, Gorgeous Soldabilitat, who had the capacity to be soldat, leaving them for Ductilitat, Kind Duresa, which resisted being penetrated or being made with holes, giving up and getting destroyed. What a homewrecker Ductilitat was, that bitch!
As Fusibilitat was being used as a hammer, they saw.. who they were being hit angaist, Tenacitat, they were gorgeous, their inability to endure hard hits without being broken.. not minding that Fusibilitat was being used angaist them, it was truly admirable, they were shellshocked as Tenacitat didn't scream, they endured, and that was.. impressive? Endearing? Who could say, there wasn't a world on Melted Fusibilitat's thoughts, they just knew, this Tenacitat..? Was amazingly, utterly, seriously beautiful.
As they finished being used, the proper Hammer looked beside themself, it was Soldabilitat, their ex, who left them for that fucking homewrecker, Soldabilitat didn't seem to notice them yet, but Fusibilitat was already, very fucking pissed off, how dare they?! Just come back into their life with no purpose other than-
"I know you're staring." Soldabilitat muttered, their voice still as gentle as a mother with it's child, "And you're mad, why?" Soldabilitat asked, turning their hypotehtical non existent eyes over to them (They're objects, they're .. quite litterally iron), "I'm sorry if you're still mad, but I can't control whom I love."
And.. even as Fusibilitat was enraged, angry, sad, everything inbetween.. Soldabilitat did have a point. You can't force yourself to love someone you don't, that's.. acting. This was classic Soldabilitat, smart, caring, but inaudibly.. inexpressive.
Fusibilitat sighed, and counted backwards to 10, this happened, mostly because they got mad for no reason, even if they did have one now.. it was innapropiate. Soldabilitat had broken up with Ductilitat, and they had ended, they were nothing to eachother now,
So.. why was Fusibilitat so.. mad?
Fusibilitat themselves didn't know, "Was it the fact I was melted without warning?" They asked themselves, "no, that can't be, maybe.. it's ductilitat. I don't know.. why they're always being with my partners, and steal them away" And then they realized, that was it. They hated Ductilitat with a passion, their useless ability of being able to transform into strings, really, who could love them? (Your exes, apparently!)
Well, Fusibilitat was grabbed, back to being melted, as if their purpose of being a hammer wasn't enough- Wait, why were they.. Oxid-
"Yo what's good?" Oxidació said from Fusibilitat's body, "you were in oxigen so much so I just said 'YOLO NEW BODY SUCKERS!', so now we're twins I guess!" Oxidació continued, "Although I wonder where Corrosió is.. they are kind of my ACTUAL sibling!"
"..What the fuck?" Fusibilitat asked, genuently confused on how someone just claimed their body, because they were.. or claimed too much oxigen? They were confused, truly, "Who are you? And .. please get out of my body." Fusibilitat asked with full seriousness, having forgotten their earlier fury
"Uhh, yeah no I can't get out buddy, I wish LMAOO" Oxidació said as they laughed, Fusibilitat supposed they were Chronically online , "But, I am Oxidació! One of the corruption Propietats! Cool, I know", Oxidació continued, with a shit eating grin, "You like System?"
If someone asked to paint full, pure confusion, Fusibilitat's expression would be the prime refrence. System? Huh? They didn't understand anything, what was GOING ON?!
"What's a system-"
"oh my god you don't know System of a down. I'm gonna cry." Oxidació said seriously as they started to bawl out of nowhere. It was strange, seeing someone.. in your own body.. cry?? It's strange.
Before they could reply, they saw Ductilitat being carried and compliemented by the humans,
"Ductilitat is truly the best property! They're perfect for instruments, meanwhile.. others are just.. there." A human said, as he walked with a very smug Ductilitat in his arms. What a fucking Attention Whore.
Fusibilitat thought how they wanted to kill, maul, torture, and destroy Ductilitat. Shred their throat, stab the shit out of them as their screams filled their ears, slam their head repetitevly with a brick.
Ah.. how they could imagine Ductilitat screaming.. wish it was real..
"PLEASE!" Ductilitat said as they were being stabbed with their spear, "I'M SORRY!", The classical excuse, no fucking way.
Their skin broke as their bones cracked with a sickening thud, being repetively stabbed with their blade. As blood spluttered down Fusibilitat's face, they smiled, a sick, full of shit smile. The wet gurgle like music to their ears, screams like a painful melody. Slashing their throat, akin like a whip to a boy's punished ass. They started to cough, as the blood pooled into their throat, and inevitely died of suffocation-
"hey- Why'd you look so happy dude?" Oxidació asked, taking them out of their daydream.
"Nothing you'd be interested in."
"Okay? Bro, you're so fucking sus!"
Fusibilitat stared at their own body, where oxidacio had corrupted them, and felt a deep sense of emptiness, they didn't really care.
Fusibilitat had connections, sick like him, wanting the death of other properties, like Elasticitat, Resistencia Mecanica, those were the only people that truly understood them.
"Nevermind. It's late, we should rest before they use us again" Fusibilitat muttered, with obvious disdain toward Oxidació, as Oxidació agreed enthusiastically.
That's enough for today. Maybe tommorow will bring their dreams into life. Maybe tommorow Ductilitat would finnally face their fate, maybe.. in their vivid daydreams they wish were real.
What a shame. Truly, they wanna see Ductilitat bleed.. but maybe, just maybe, more opportunities would come to life before they do that, maybe they can move on.
(Probably not, but it was good to hope)