(The Story will focus on how Ak became addicted to killing Flippy as a daily basis task)

Spring of may 7th 2018

As ak was growing up she remembered a few things about her past, her father, her siblings and... HIM

She was walking by the neighborhood to buy a few things since she was already 17 years old and helped her adoptive parents with things and obviously to keep her mind off a few things, onto one day... She bumped into someone familiar

"Sorry ma'am! I should've been looking forward"🍏
"It's fine... Just pay more attention"🔴

She saw HIM 

"If you say so... Have a good day!"🍏

It was him, the soldier who killed her father, she couldn't believe he was alive, she was so stressed out knowing he was freely roaming that after she paid the groceries and went home, she decided to make a plan to make him suffer mentally and physically...

For the passing times flippy was invited to a picnic with her, she knew he had a problem with sounds of bombs and things that looked similar to war objects, she brought anything that triggered him and brought something to defend herself with

"I'm glad that we can talk today"🍏
"I'm glad too, grab what you want"🔴

As he took a bite of a cookie she looked at him as he was chocking... She poisoned the cookies he always loved, she smiles as he was there dying slowly for some reason she felt... Happy, relief and very very comfortable seeing him die, time to time her ways to kill him became way more brutal, chocking him with a rope... Drowning him, dumping acid on him, every single death worse and worse, she questioned her own sanity... She was such a sweet child, how did she even find those ways to kill? As she looked at the mirror a strange other form of her was there, one with red eyes, messed up hair and blood all over her paws, she knew about the term "Flip out" but didn't think it would happen to her, she decided to talk to lumpy about it whenever disco bear wasn't home, she asked if he could get her in therapy, he agreed and now she is asking herself if she would become a crazy prick like Flippy or there's something to stop the process of her addiction for blood spilling and killing

She hopes it doesn't happen, her father wouldn't be proud... Would he?....