"OH MY GOD JOE WHAT WERE YOU THINKING???" Murr was panicking. The jokers and the camera crew were at the hospital because of sals actions. Sal probably would've died if Q had not ripped his mic off and ran to his rescue, he was the one to call the ambulance.
"I DIDNT DO ANYTHING, HE COULDVE REFUSED!" Joe insisted, scarfing down another hospital cannoli. Q shook his head.
"If you refuse, you lose." He reminded him, his words were laced with bitter hatred. Joe rolled his eyes.
"Get over it Brian, this is the industry." He shrugged off his friends accusations and picked up another cannoli.
"How can you just sit here and eat cannolis when our friend is in one of these hospital rooms DYING!" Murr cried. Joe's anger was showing again, he crushed the cannoli in his fat hands and threw the mush at murr's head.
"I SAID GET OVER IT !!👹" Joe was throwing one of his famed temper tantrums. Q wasn't gonna have that shit, they were here for Sal dammit.
"GET OVER YOURSELF." Q punched that fucker right in the cannoli hole. Murr just stared in shock as the large man fell to the ground. The producers had to run over and break up the fight.
"YOUR A GODDAMN MAD MAN, SOMEONE TAKE ME TO MY TRAILER, BRING ME MY DOGS!!" He demanded, some camera men dragged him off into the distance. Q stood up to catch his breathe.
"Omg he's literally unhinged." Murr commented, he was very shook up over everything. "Sal would really appreciate this, I mean he will when he wakes up but yk." Q kept his gaze on the ground.
"I hope so, he's gonna wake up, he's mfing Ja'crispy, he's a fighter dammit." He kicked at the ground and Murr nodded.
"Period." He said softly in agreement. Just then, the doctor walked out of sals room and the two remaining jokers swarmed him.
"Is he gonna be ok Doc???" Q asked, nervously biting his lip.
"Well son." The doctor started. "He got scatched by the cat and his pstd acted up 😔 he might have amnessa I'm sorry." The doctor telled, them. Q immediately collapsed to the cold floor in a sobbing heap.
"No no no." He cried "this isn't fair!! 😰😰 he shouldn't have dont that!! This is all Joes fault." Murr tried to comfort him.
"You're right brian, but we gotta be strong for Sal. Get a hold of yourself man." Murr dragged him off the floor and Q knew what he had to do.
"Doctor?" He asked "can we please see him?" The doctor sighed
"Maybe I can sneak you in for an autograph, I am a big fan of impractical jokers." He said, Q and Murr agreed and did it and even took a picture with him. Soon they were at the entrance to Sals room. Q was hesitant to step in.
"I don't know if I can do this, Murr. What if he doesn't know us 🥺" Q asked panicked. Murr slapped him on the back yk like friends do.
"Well he might not, so we'll just have to teach his life back to him or something." He tells him.
"You're right, James." Q nodded and wiped his tears. "We can't let him down, we're better than this, we aren't like Joe 😢😠!!" Q telled his baldish friend. Together they walked into Sal's hospital room. He was still sleeping in his bed, there was a monitor showing his heart beat, it was faint. Q had to keep himself strong even though the sight was hard to look at, murr advertrd his eyes it felt like he was losing two friends in one day. "Sal" Q whispered as he crept up next to his unconscious budy. "Sal we are here buddy." He patted his sleeping head.
"Q I don't think he's going to wake up, his tv went off." Murr pointed to the monitor that was starting to flatline.
"MURR WE ARE NOT LOSING HIM!" Q started to do heart compressions on Sal "SAL YOU ARE NOT DYING YOU BASTARD, YOU CANT LET JOE WIN" He felt the ribs break.
"Q YOU HAVE TO DO MOUTH TO MOUTH!! YOU GOTTA!!" Murr called out to him. Q nodded and put his mouth on to sals and breathed in him. Suddenly, Sal coughed awake.
"Where- where am I?" He asked, looking around the hospital room. Q and murr were crieying with joy.
"Sal!! Budy!! We thought you were dead!! 😨" Murr telled him.
"Oh my godsh!! Sal your okay we were worrrird it was scary 😟😪" Q panted, he was still holding sals face in his hands from when he was breathing in him.
"I'm alright, I just-" he started coughing again. Suddenly it was like Sal suddenly had gained consciousness. He sat up and looked at the two men beside his bed with a confused expression. "I-I don't...." He mumbled placing a head to his hand and grimacing. "Who are you people?"
