Middle finger crown

Close my eyes for life

"Let's go to recovery girl"
As soon as those words left their mouths I froze up. The two started talking about how long it's been since they've seen her, leaving me to think.

They are obviously close to "recovery girl", or whoever she was, so she could be someone they're in cohorts with. Possibly their groups healer, by the name, or it could just be a code name to throw me off, but I can never be sure.

All I know is I need to escape.

Anyway, I still needed to feed Kitty, she can die if I don't feed her (A/N he says this from experience). Sadly, I still can't move, meaning I can't escape. Hmmm, how can I get Mr. Needs-A-Shave to let go of me...?

"U-um.... I need to go pee-pee..."
This is the most embarrassing thing I've ever done in my entire life. The two men stopped their conversation and looked back at me, I made small tears form in my eyes, like how a seven-year-old might act if they needed to go #1.

Today's been really stressful.

"Oh. Well... we still have about ten minutes until we get to recovery girl... do you think you could hold it?"
I held back the urge to roll my eyes and instead forced more tears to form in my eyes.

"Uwa waAaAAAhhHHHHHH"
I then started crying. Well, fake crying, can't stress that enough. The two idiots seemed startled at my outburst and did nothing but look at each other, wondering what exactly to do.

I (fake) cried harder. Geez, if these two are going to be parents one day then they better know how to soothe a crying child. They're even more idiots then I thought possible.

"H-Hey! Um.... we can—"

"—Get ice-cream! Yeah! Kids like ice cream, right?"
Aww, they even finished each other's sentences, though they seemed to forgot who I'm (fake) crying in the first place.

——-

Well, I'm screwed. After that whole show they rushed me to where "recovery girl" was in hopes of stopping me from letting the salty tears fall from my eyes.

We went inside this huge fortified building and my only hope of escape was doused in doubt. How in the actual fuck would I be able to escape this HUGE ASS BUILDING? I can't, that's the answer.

Might as well buy my coffin now.

We- well Dumb and Dumber walked down a few halls as I was still suspended behind them, I've already let the tears dry. It's hard to continuously cry, okay!

I was starting to get dizzy with how many turns they've taken and there was no sign of the two stopping. They still seemed panicked and kept looking back at me to see if I was still crying, even if I was obviously not going to start again.

God, they're acting like a married couple.

Finally, Mr-and-Mrs-Dunce-Face stopped in front of a door after five agonizing minutes of bobbing up and down in the air while they were running like their tails were on fire.

Annoying fucks.

They practically pulled the door off its hinges trying to open it, revealing a very startled old lady and blonde dude.

Great, more dumbasses.

The one I assume is Recovery girl, based on how she's the only female there, calmly finishing bandaging the boys arm before looking at us.

The couple were panting and looked over all exhausted while I was still behind them with a uninterested expression. It must've been quite the picture.

"Were you two running in the halls? I expected this of Yamada but you Shōta... tsk tsk tsk, so irresponsible. Now what is it you want?"
'Yamada' scratched the back of his neck and 'Shōta' sighed and rolled his eyes before bringing me out from behind him to show to Recovery girl.