Thrillipede has ptsd and fucking dies, the book

Thrill fucking dies

Smash Hit walked in, like the homo disaster he is, and yelled out,
"LETS PLAY 'WHO HAS THE MOST DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY'"
The entire team looked at the short furry and agreed, thinking that they'd be over in 5 minutes.

oh boy were they fucking wrong

Astroblast started with a simple,
"I don't know where I came from, but that's just about it." The walking crystal looked over at Smash Hit to continue. Smash Hit thought of what to say, "Well, my parents were chill, but they were gone with their job most of the time and I was kinda left to myself and my siblings. Hey Volt, you're next!" The small man looked over at High Volt, who was trying to fix his boot. The robot looked up, "Oh, I'm not playing, I'm trying to fix my armor."
Fiesta spoke, "I'm not playing either, I will sit and watch though." Everyone looked at Nightfall to continue the game, "I was very sheltered at a young age, and my people didn't want me to leave the area in which we lived. Hey man-hoe, you're next." She pushed Thrillipede's shoulder, and Thrillipede reluctantly said, "Well, I don't want to say much but when I showed interest in makeup, my dad would degrade me saying 'He isn't raising a bitch.' and during the war-" The oversized bug started to cry, and he rab to the bathroom, and locked the door. Everyone tried to get him out but that only escalated the situation.

Buzz went to the group and asked what was happening and High Volt said, "Ok so maybe playing who's family is the most dysfunctional isn't the best idea, Thrillipede has been crying in the bathroom for an hour by now and we can't get him out."