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Can I Call You Chatty?

Chatterbox had expectations of what would happen when cups awoke from her long injury inflicted slumber.
Expectations of embracing one another with sweet kisses and I missed you's instead, chatterbox is staring into a darker set of eyes than he remembers.
Eyes he doesn't recognize with words coming from the lips he's so longed to kiss that he can't accept.

"I'm sorry, what?..."

"Who the fuck are you...." She repeats.

"Excuse yuckin you? Cups, it's me, what the yuck are you talking about? I am your YUCKING BOYFRIEND!!"

"Huh? Who the fuck is Cups, and your crazy if you think its me because  you'd never be able to call me your girl friend. I don't fuck with clowns!"

Chatterbox's heart has been ripped out of his chest for the 2nd time in a 72 hour time frame.

His Cups is awake, and he wants nothing more than to kiss and hold her, but she's angry and remembers nothing from the relationship they've been building.

Tessa walks up to Chatterbox, "Maybe if you give her a little back story, it'll bring back some key memories!"

Chatterbox sighs.

"Well it's yuckin' true. Cups, Is your clown name, I am your boyfriend we've been dating for a while now....you're currently in the yucking hospital. You got yucking stabbed in the fun house down in the basement? Do you not remember?"

"I have a "Clown" name?!" Ray Mond says with the most utter disgust! " No, I most certainly remember nothing about a clown's name, or being stabbed, but I am concerned that you think I'm your girl friend because if you're my boyfriend, how did I get stabbed, where were you? Why didn't you protect me?"

Chatterbox's heart is now shattered into little pieces.
Chatterbox rushes out of the room. "Oh my yuck, I know how she feels, I want to run, but where to. SHE is where I would run, but she doesn't even know who the yuck I AM!"
His chest begins to rise and fall at a rapid pace, unable to catch his breath is heart beating overly fast he's light headed.

"It's okay!" He thought he's been light headed before, instantly all he can think about is the night he kissed Cups under the northern lights. Holding her close and wishing that he never would have let her go.
Wishing he had again grabbed her face and kissed her back the morning she left the note by the bed; which he still holds in his shirt pocket.

This light headed feeling is different though, he wants this feeling to stop, and stop right now!

That night under the stars kissing Cups, he wanted that feeling to last forever, the high was unimaginable.

Kirk excitedly approaches Chatterbox. "Hey Bub! She woke up!"

Chatterbox turns to speak to Kirk, and his body and mind, now in overload had finally had enough. "Yeah... sh"

Anyone within ear shot heard *Thud* as Chatterbox's body hits the floor.

"Kitty!" Kirk yells, "Chatty just hit the mother fuckin floor like a bad cow tippin' at midnight!"

Kitty rushing over helps get Chatterbox into a bed. "What the fuck happened!"

"I think its a Goddamned stress response Kitty I honestly don't fuckin' know. I was all excited, cause Hiccups woke up and fuck me, his ass hits the damn floor!"

Kitty starts to take Chatterbox's vitals, "Well Kirk, you're right on this one. He has had a major panic attack."

"What the fuck? WHY? HIccups is awake right? She not fuckin' dying any more right?!?"

"She is awake,Yes. However, the stress is coming from the fact, she can't remember anything....and she said "If you were my boyfriend, how did I get stabbed, where were you? " Why didn't you protect me!"