The next day

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I feel like sshhiitt, why did i drink at all.
alright Darude wake the hecc up
...
Shoot
shut
shiittt
shoout
"WHERE THE *CENSORED* AM I??!?!"
"CaLm the fricc down Darude"
"DITE WHAT THE FU-"
"You're in a hospital For Friccs sake can't you friccin heccin see that? you've been in a hospital before, many times! Now calm down!"
"Alright, what stupid thing did i do this time?"
"You, erm, jumped off a cliff and forgot how to fly"
"THE FU-"
"CALM DOWN!!!!!!"
"NO U, NO FUCCIN U"
"BOTH OF YOU, STFU"
"WHO THE FUCC ARE YOU?!??!!?"
"That's the nurse Darude."
"Oh."
"Hey you haven't looked at your wing yet"
"Oh ok- WHAT THE FU-"
"Yeah, you fell on the spike field aswell"
"WELL THAT'S JUST FUCCIN TERRIFIC INNIT"
"You really should stop dri-"
"NO!"
"Alright, just don't blame me if-"
"SHUT UP DITE"
"FiNe"
"I'M FUCCIN STARVING HERE IS THERE ANY FRICCIN HECCIN FOOD??!?"
"There is Paper rustels Tide pods but we've sadly not got any bleach"
"WELL THAT'S JUST SAD INNIT, NO ONE EATS DRY TIDE PODS THA-"
"Erm Darude, you eat dry tide pods"
"Shut up dite."
"And for drinks, we've no bepis, will conk do?"
"FUCCIN NO"
"How rude"
"I DGAF"
"If you want something more heal-"
"NO"
"-thy there's vegetal soup, with a side of orang juice"
"I'll have the sad, dry, pathetic, tide pods then"
"Alright."

I definitely shouldn't have done any drinking

WHOOP WHOOP END OF PART 3, I'M BAD AT WRITING

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