[ WP ] If you kill the past , there would be no future .

`` Well, do n't kill the past then!'' Goodwin yelped, his body pulsing various bright shades of various angry colours - primarily yellows and reds - as he snapped and slapped at his friends interferences with the network. 
 
 The network was a lovely little trinket they'd built together, Goodwin and Dudley. They'd puffed up lovely table of ingredients, then played with combining them and judging the reactions. They'd made lots of empty space and started to fill it, leaving lots of room to peep through. 
 
 The only issue was, they were new. Everything was being piled on everything else, and being new at following creation logic, there were a lot of nerves involved. 
 
 `` I have to kill the past, something's gone wrong and we need to reboot this.'' Dudley insisted, his own presence given off by his own stubborn glow. Stubborn, at it happens, was a sort of lilac. 
 
 `` You ca n't go about terminating everything. Look at them, they're all so darling.'' 
 
 `` You are referring to the husks we were supposed to befriend? The company you've been badgering me to help you build for the previous eternity?'' 
 
 `` Well, I'm not saying that they're perfect... not much for conversation I suppose. But they're so beautiful. The planets, the stars... those swirly things.'' 
 
 `` Right. Well, I did n't put in all this effort after all this time to switch out my miniature friends for a bunch of... dead things.'' 
 
 `` They werent ever alive, Dudley. They ca n't be dead.'' 
 
 `` That one has meat crawling on it.'' 
 
 `` You mean bluegreen?'' 
 
 `` You named it Blue-Green? That has to be the least creative name I have ever heard. How have you managed to be-'' 
 
 `` You ca n't kill them.'' 
 
 `` What? Of course I can.'' 
 
 `` Oh, you can literally I suppose. I mean morally.'' 
 
 `` Because?'' 
 
 `` They made fire.'' 
 
 `` Who? What? The stars are breeding? Which Galaxy, I had n't seen any react.'' 
 
 `` The meat. The little meats that do n't stop eating each other, they learned how to make fire.'' 
 
 `` Well, that's impressive! I remember when we thought of fire. Hmm. I thought the meat would only ever eat. What's the fire for?'' 
 
 `` They're using it to make eating meat nicer.'' 
 
 `` I really do hate you, Goodwin.'' 
 
 `` Well, too bad. Theres life, that's plenty of company, and they're already inventing. You ca n't undo them.'' 
 
 `` What's to stop me?'' 
 
 `` If you get rid of these things, I wont help you make anything again!'' 
 
 `` Goodwin, you build half the table. I am not learning all of your stuff all on my own.'' Dudley stated, emanating a distinctive shade of red that would forever remind everyone of anger. 
 
 Goodwin turned a nice, gentle blue. 
 
 `` All I mean to say is, we should keep going. Let the meat entertain us for a bit.'' 
 
 `` We botched the planets, Goodwin. They're not even a little bit alive, not at all. We were going to have thousands of friends and you want to befriend their lice.'' 
 
 `` The lice has lice, Dudley. I think you're too caught up in scale.'' 
 
 `` You know what, fine. I know enough to build something else all of my own.'' He said, departing with a final flurry of bitter yellows. 
 
 `` I think you can. I know I can.'' Goodwin said happily, relaxing and expanding for a long time into a deep, happy black. 
 
 EDIT: I wrote this without reading the link, because I wanted to use just the prompt and not get influenced by other things. Sorry if the topic drifted too much, and I hope you enjoyed it: )
