"Are you the only one? Or are other emotions personified physically as well?" I asked Love as we walked in the grassy field.
"Just me as far as I know. I would hate to see what Fear would look like in person, wouldn't you?" She said in a tone I can only describe as paradise.
I nodded, watching the ground as we made our way to the large tree at the top of the nearby hill.
"I wonder what Pain would look like..." I say, watching for her reaction.
"I wouldn't know. You're the first person I've revealed myself to. You seem to need a bit of love in your life. Maybe more than a bit." She said, nudging me playfully.
I forced a smile, letting her walk ahead of me. She began to sing a beautiful song that I couldn't recite if I tried.
When she was just far enough, I pulled out my gun and quickly shot her in the back of the head.
I smiled as a wave of relief came over me. Being Love was nice for her, it only caused happiness. But being Pain was the worst thing imaginable.
Pain had to deal with all the broken hearts that Love didn't have time for.
Maybe with her gone, I can get a bit of relief. It's not easy being Pain.