*"As the imminent danger grows nearer and nearer, an atmosphere of dread and calamity shall set in. The end is nigh, and lives will surely be lost. Expect nothing but black clouds and seas of blood in the near future, as certain demise draws closer to its victims, o errant heart."*
*The scene opens with everyone except Ryan in the hospital's physical therapy room on the second floor. Bryce still has yet to say anything about his and Penrose's talk.*
Andrew: *sigh...* I really don't see why we have to do this. I mean, last I checked, we're all doing pretty good now.
*Zack raises his arms in protest, insulted by Andrew's remark.*
Andrew: Well, most of us that is. We really don't need this, though. They even told us to leave our phones at the entrance!
Isaiah: I don't really mind the exercise. I mean, we haven't been very active these past couple weeks.
Bryce: Yeah, and besides, Andrew, you need the exercise.
Andrew: What's that supposed to mean?
Hayden: He's not wrong. You've been eating too much hospital food.
Andrew: Yeah, right. Like I'd willingly eat that dumpster food.
Ozzy: The food's not that bad. It just ain't seasoned.
Hayden: Well, that's because nothing tastes bad to you.
Ozzy: That's not true at all.
Hayden: Oh yeah? What's something you won't eat?
Ozzy: Guacamole.
Andrew: What's wrong with you?
Ozzy: What do you mean?
Andrew: How can you not like guacamole? It's like one of the best things to dip chips in!
Ozzy: I just don't like the texture of it. It feels weird to eat.
Hayden: Well then it's not the taste that makes you not want to eat it, it's the texture. So I'll ask again, what will you not eat because of the taste?
Ozzy: Hot Cheetos.
Andrew: Again I ask, what's wrong with you?
Ozzy: Hot Cheetos taste awful. I don't care how hot something is if it tastes like shit.
Andrew: Nah, you're just a little baby who can't handle the heat.
Ozzy: Yeah? How bout you handle these.
*Ozzy grabs his crotch in a rude manner while flipping off Andrew.*
Bryce: Uh oh. They're flirting again.
Andrew: Don't make me beat your ass.
Bryce: Ooh. I'm so scared.
*Andrew picks up an exercise ball and throws it at Bryce. Bryce instinctively summons ELO and punches the ball across the room, where it hits the wall and pops.*
Hayden: Way to go, morons. How are we gonna explain that?
Bryce: Hey, blame Andrew for that. Besides, I'm sure they've got more somewhere.
Ozzy: Wait a minute. We don't need another one.
Bryce: What do you mean?
Ozzy: C'mere, Zack. Come use your stand on it.
Hayden: You sure that'll work?
Ozzy: It's worth a shot. Get your ass over here, Zack.
*Zack sighs, walks over to the ball and summons Sundial on his right hand. He then places it on the deflated ball. The dials wind backwards, and the hole in the ball disappears as it reinflates.*
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Light Unbridled
FanfictionA Jojo's Bizarre Adventure Fanfic Inspired by Hirohiko Araki. Follow the story of Eight reunited friends as they discover how to use their new powers, and how to defeat their new enemies.
