No Mask Required

Memories

It's been 2 days and 22 hours since Chatterbox and kirk found his cup's body lifeless and bleeding out on the basement floor.
Kirk enters the room.
"Chatty, Kitty said we need to run the test fuckin' test because we have to make a decision."

"Chatterbox lifts his head from the pillow. Kissing Cup's head. "Shhh." Kirk.
"Sorry!" Kirk whispers.

Chatter box lifts himself slowly off the bed, raising his cups up in the air and lowering her back down gently.  Kissing her gently on her head once more. He turns and walks out of the room motioning for Kirk to follow.

Kirk still speaking quiet soft says, "Chatty, I know you don't want to do this damn test yet but Kitty thinks that its time we let her fucking rest, or some bull shit like that?"

"What do you mean Kirk? Let her yucking rest She is yuckin' resting. She's been asleep for 3 yucking days!!!!!"
"Chatty, please Chatty take a deep breath for me bub. I know you're fuckin' sad, but you know what the fuck I mean Chatterbox, Don't make me explain it.... to you... BUB!"

Kirk's voice is cracking hard as he begins to cry, sliding down the wall, Chatty sits down beside him.

"What's yuckin' wrong with you Kirk? What's goin' on man?"
"THIS CHATTERBOX! This."
"You're upset because of Cups?"
The look Kirk gave to Chatterbox shot daggers "Well of course I'm fuckin upset Chatty? What kind of fucking question is that!?"
"I mean, I didn't yuckin know Kirk, Its not you having to possibly yuckin' choose whether the love of your yucking life gets to live or yucking die!"
"You Fucking ass hole! How dare you fuckin say that! We love Hiccups too, and if thats the decision that has to be made it's gonna fuckin' hurt all of us! THAT"S WHAT YOURE NOT CAPABLE OF UNDERSTANDING ITS NOT JUST ABOUT YOU CHATTERBOX!"
Kirk puts his head in his hands, continuing to release his frustration through the tears falling down his face.
"I'm tired of the God damned death and distruction man! I'm just fuckin tired of it!"
"Me yuckin' to man. I won't yuckin do this Kirk, I will not do this to her Kirk I can't!"
"See this is why, I'm so fucking tired of this game. some god damned derranged get back at whoever hurt her, and now you have to fucking hurt. It's going to break my God damned heart Man."

Kirk wipes his eyes, placing his forearms on his knees, hands relaxing dropping over.

"I'm sorry Chatty, I love you, bub! I meant what I said about the clowns lovin' Hiccups, but we haven't seen your ass so happy and do so much to better your self and the clowns in fuckin' years. It makes us so excited to wake up to see what's next ya know? That right there wouldn't have happened if it hadn't been for that spit fire of a woman laying in that fuckin' bed you and I both know it. We don't want you to have to greive again Chatty!"

Chatterbox sighs, "I won't."

"How do you say that Chatty? She hasn't woken up? She has oxygen on her nose. She hasn't moved. No eye movement Nothing! What happens to you if that fuckin test comes back that she's god damned brain dead!?"

"She's not! Kirk
Chatterbox's voice is a serious low tone.
"Cups, is going to wake up, and I'm making no yucking decisons and no test will be run until it reaches 72 YUCKING HOURS!"

Kitty is standing around the corner, listening intently he doesn't know she's there.

"Are you hiding from someone?"
Kitty jumps, "Oh Max you scared the fuck out of me!" Kitty whispers.

"Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you!"

"It's okay!"

Kitty turns around wiping a tear from her face. "This is killing me Max."
"I know it's got to be hard, seeing Ray like this everyday, and not being able to fix it. Do we know if she's going to wake up?"