Sweet Jelly-filled Donut

>Sweetheart wakes up strapped to one of the torture tables in her dungeon
>Her head is fuzzy, the last thing she can remember is fighting those annoying kids
>Speaking of which, the monochrome one has suddenly entered her vision
>She's about to curse him, insult him, demand he release her this instant
>Then she spots the gleam of the knife in his hand, its blade wickedly sharp
>Before her fear can even fully set in, Omori brings the blade down on Sweetheart's left hand
>She has no bones or tendons, only jelly filling, so the slice is clean and perfect
>Sweetheart is in shock for a brief moment
>Then the pain registers, and she shrieks, writhing against her bonds in agony
>Omori watches her, face betraying no emotion
>After what feels like hours, Sweetheart's cries are reduced to quiet whimpers
>The other kids come into the room
>Omori offers Sweetheart's hand to them, and they each take a bite
>"Mmm... jelly-flavored!" says Aubrey
>"Captain Spaceboy was right, she really is a jelly-filled donut!" says Kel
>"I guess you are sweet in a way, Sweetheart!" Hero says with a smile
>At the sight of them eating what was once a part of her body, Sweetheart vomits
>"Eww... it got on my foot...!" Kel says around a mouthful of Sweetheart's fingers

>At the sight of them eating what was once a part of her body, Sweetheart throws up
>Some of it gets on Kel's foot and he recoils. Aubrey laughs at him, while Hero just looks sympathetic
>Suddenly, Kel's expression shifts from repulsion to curiosity
>He scoops some of the stuff off his foot with his finger and brings it to his mouth
>Aubrey makes a disgusted noise
>"Ew, gross, Kel!"
>"What?" says Kel. "We're already eating her, might as well try it, right?"
>"I guess, but that's-"
>Kel has already inserted his finger into his mouth
>"Mmm... that's... good!"
>Aubrey looks skeptical
>"Seriously? No way!"
>"I mean it! Here, try some!"
>Kel scoops up more of the sugary glaze and slaps it on the remains of Sweetheart's hand
>Aubrey and Hero take tentative bites, and they both agree that it is actually quite good
>Kel turns to Omori excitedly, bits of Sweetheart clinging to his face
>"Omori, you've gotta get more of this stuff!"
>Omori's expression does not change, but he tilts his head slightly, as if in thought
>Suddenly, he ushers his friends out of the room. They comply
>Omori turns to Sweetheart, who has been in utter shock and disbelief the entire time
>They're going to eat her alive... and use her vomit as a topping...
>She throws up again. Omori smiles ever so slightly

>Omori had left the room, giving Sweetheart a momentary reprieve from her torture
>The stump where her left hand had been hurt, but the pain was more of a throb than a constant overwhelming wave now
>After far too short of a time, Omori returned, holding a small bowl in one hand and his knife in the other
>Sweetheart's breathing quickened as he drew closer. Every part of her brain was screaming at her to get away, but she could only struggle uselessly on the table
>Omori brought the knife to her right hand. Sweetheart whimpered in fear
>He hovered it just above her wrist, clearly enjoying making her suffer the anticipation
>In a panic, Sweetheart began rambling, trying to bargain with the deranged boy. Her words were barely comprehensible through her sobs
>"Wait, stop, please! Please let me go, I'll give you anything- anything you want! My- my money, my castle, take it! Just, please, I don't wanna-"
>In the middle of her pleading, Omori had made the slice, and Sweetheart's world exploded into agony again
>She writhed against her bonds like a dying animal, but the straps held fast
>Once again, Omori watched, impassive, as Sweetheart screamed and thrashed
>Eventually, she quieted down to sobs, and he used this moment to bring her newly-severed right hand to his mouth
>He took a slow, deliberate bite, making a show of tearing the doughy flesh off with his teeth
>Sweetheart couldn't look away no matter how hard she tried. She watched as jelly dripped down Omori's face...
>Her chest heaved and she vomited again
>In a flash, Omori placed the bowl near her mouth, catching the glaze she expelled
>He dipped Sweetheart's hand in and took another bite
>Kel was right. It was pretty good.