No Mask Required

Hold On

Chatterbox jumping out of the car, runs back into the fun house, checking every single room, with kirk right be hind him.
"She's not yucking here, man, but she said home, right?"
"Yeah Chatty she said home but I mean she's got like fucking 4 sets of goddamned key so who knows which fuckin one she's talkin about."
"Kirk this is no time for yuckin jokes!"
"I am not joking Panicbox, I'm just tryna lighted the mood for yuns a little bit. I know your stressed the hell out, and I'm trying to make it fuckin better, excuse the hell out of me!"

Chatterbox has hit every room in the house and Ray is no where to be found.
He picks up the phone to dial her number again. "Maybe she meant Grove street home, But yuck I don't know"

*Dialing Out*
    Ray Mond

"KIRK I hear her phone ringing! She's here, but yucking where!?"
Both he and Kirk spoke the realization into the air at the same time. "BASEMENT"

Kirk and Chatterbox flew down the basement stairs without a second thought. Over in the back corner after turning down the stairs and turning laid his beautiful Cups.
She was badly beaten, and blood lay all over the hard, cold, concreate floor.
Chatty rushes over, picking his Cups almost lifeless body from the ground. "CUPS OPEN YOUR EYES FOR ME! CUPS?!"
Chatterbox removes his mask and places his face down near her nose to see if she is still breathing! "Po'lice and EMS are on the way! Is gonna be alright, is she fuckin breathing? 

Chatterbox ignored Kirks' question as he assessed his cups. "Where is all this yucking blood coming from?" Feeling around, he finds a single stab wound in her side, gapping pouring out the little blood she had left.
"I have to stop this yucking bleeding, KIRK, or she's not going to make it!

Chatterbox takes off his jacket and carefully ties it around her ribs. "Cups, this is going to hurt love, but I have to yucking do it!" Chatterbox tightens the arms of the jacket his tight as possible. A garggled grunt escaping cups lips. "WHERE IS THE YUCKING AMBULANCE KIRK!!!"

"I CALLED THEM CHATTY THEY SAID THEY"RE FUCKIN COMIN" I CAN"T MAKE EM' MOVE ANY FASTER BUB! Hiccups, keep breathing for us okay, we're not gonna let you go god dammit do you hear me Hiccups?!"

Chatterbox sits down on the floor of the funhouse, placing cups in his lap, like that night under the dancing colors of the northern lights. Rocking her back and forth. Stroking her hair on her head near her face,
"You hear my heart Cups, It only beats for you, please don't leave me Cups, If you go.....If you go.....I'll have nothing left. I"M SORRY CUPS! I'm so sorry I didn't find, you sooner, I don't know what happened to my phone! I don't know why I didn't hear it ring. Cups, please hold on. they're coming Cups!"

Tears roll down Chatterbox's face. Kirk has never seen him cry,
Kirk joins Chatterbox on the floor, putting his arms around both Chatty and Hiccups.
"Chatty, Imma need you to take some deep breathes for me brother, I know your fucking scared, god dammit me too. We gotta be strong for her Chatty."

Ray slowly starts to raise her arm. Eyes still closed, using her body to move it with the little strength she has left, feeling her way up her body and then Chatty's  shaking she touches Chatty's lips. "What do you need cups? I will do anything...."
She touches his lips once more. Her hand fell onto his chest.
"God dammit Chatterbox! Kiss her. " Chatty takes his hand away from holding the would on her side, embracing his Cups bruised face. Kisses her so gently.. I love you so much, Cups."

Tears stream from Kirk's eyes, "Hiccups, we all love you. Please hold on,  Chatty and the clowns need their queen."

"Kirk, if she doesn't make it....."

"You fuckin stop it....do you hear me Chatterbox, she's going to make it God DAMMIT WHERE IS EMS!.

"CALL THEM THE YUCK BACK KIRK!"

"Imma go upstairs bud incase they're here and just fuckin stupid."

Kirk gets up from the floor, runs up the stairs. Chatterbox still holding cups to his chest.

"Breath with me, babe. I know you can't take a real deep breath, but yucking try for me, Cups."
A sharp pain enters Ray Monds' side, and her eyes are wide open with the pain. She grips Chattys bloody shirt writhing from the pain.

"Ch...Cha... Chatty I...."

"Don't do this, Cups, Don't speak.. Keep your strength....We'll be able to talk later..."

Chatterbox pulls her up to him again. He can't get her close enough, He would gladly take her place if he could.

He longed to hear the words that were going to come out of her mouth, He wanted to hear any and everything she had to say, but not like this. Not out of desperation.
"I'm not going to let you go, Cups. I'm not at peace without you....I will never be okay without you... YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO YUCKING DIE!"

Chatterbox hears the door of the Fun House open, "Thank Yuck EMS is here!" WE"RE YUCKING DOWN HERE! YOU"RE SLOW AS YUCK!!" He screams!

"They are coming, Cups. Just hold on.... Please hold on...."
Chatterbox reaches down to grab his mask, quickly placing it back on his face. "I only remove my mask for you, Cups."
A small smile is mustard from Ray, trying to hold on for her king.
EMS comes down the stairs, pulling Chatterbox off of Ray Mond, His shirt pants and gloves soaked in blood, Her hand prints on his chest over his heart in blood. As they begin to work to save his queen, he drops to his knees.

"I don't know if there is a yucking God!" He says, a loud, looking up at the roof as though it's transparent looking directly into the sky. "If there is, though, I need a yucking favor, I need her...." Through violent tears, Chatterbox tries to express his need to a God that may or may not exist, He remembers the conversation with Tessa happening a week before. "The universe brought you together. Don't let your minds tear you apart."
Chatterbox continues to talk to the sky, "Let me start over, I'm no yucking good at this. God, Universe, Mother Earth, I don't know who the yuck I need to ask....but I need her to be okay! She's the best thing that's ever happened to me. I mean it when I say, "She is my heart. If she's not here, my heart is going to stop beating, and I won't be able to hold on....I need to hold on...I need her to survive....I need her here with me... Please....Keep her here with me....Let her hold on......You brought us to' Yucking gether.....Keep us together....I'm yucking begging you....."

While Chatterbox, performed what could have only been observed as pray a prayer, EMS got his Cups, Somewhat stable, and placed carefully onto a streacher, The lead EMS walked over to Chatterbox and Kirk who has now joined him in the basement.

Chatterbox gulps hard "Um uh.....is she going to be okay?"
"I'm going to be honest. it's hard to tell. She's in rough condition and has lost a lot of blood. I'm glad you found her when you did. She's stable enough to transport, They will be able to tell you more at the hospital."

Chatterbox still sobbing walks over to his cups, touches her beautiful face. Bending down slowly reaches up, pulling up the bottom of his mask and kissing her forhead.

"You're in good hands, my love.....do me one yucking favor Cup....."
Chatterbox holds both sides of her head from the top of the streacher.

"Hold on Cups.....Please...."