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     Phil walked downstairs from his room. He didn't remember going there but be assumed he had passed out while they had their hugging session. He still had his doubts about if he really was a good person, and the insults from Redza still stuck with him. But, at least it was over. He got to the kitchen to see the three of his friends making breakfast. A rare sight, usually only happens when their trying to make him happy. Even if it never ends well, still entertaining.
     "Good morning Phil! Just sit and watch and we'll bring you the delicious food!" Tommy announced.
     "Hold up, we're cooking bacon?!" Techno yelled as Wilbur placed some bacon on a pan.
     "Come on Techno..."
     "NO, that's my people you're eating!" He yelled as he grabbed the bacon from Wilbur's hand and the pan. He ran over to the garbage and dumped it in.
     "You idiot!"
     "House rules! No bacon or any pig related meat!"
     "You can't do that!"
     "Ooh, yes I can casual!" The two argued as Tommy was making some pancakes. He seemed to be the only one doing something.
     "See, I'm the responsible one." Tommy gloated,
     "Those pancakes are burnt. Nerd." Techno said bluntly. Smoke was rising from the pancakes, clearly cooked way too much. He flipped them over to see charged pancakes.
     "NOOO!" Techno laughed as Wilbur  just grabbed eggs. Phil laughed at them, instantly catching their attention. They all stared at him. He hadn't laughed in a month! And Phil laughs all the time.
     "Sorry..." He apologized getting a bit embarrassed.
     "No no no, it's fine. It's really nice to see you laughing again." Tommy reassured tossing the pancakes away. Techno nodded.
     "It was the scariest thing to not see you laugh ONCE. I thought the world was ending."
     "You didn't even notice til after he left for three days, idiot." Wilbur pointed out as Techno started to pull out his sword. Was breakfast ever gonna be made?

     After an hour, they managed to make breakfast. Pancakes, eggs and some toast. Phil cut his pancake and popped it in his mouth. All of them were eagerly watching, waiting for his reaction.
     "It's good! Good job guys!" He said through a mouthful of pancake. They cheered quickly digging in. It was almost noon by the time breakfast was made, so they were starving.
     "I'm so glad you're back Phil, I can't tell you how much I missed you! The other you was such an asshole!" Cried Tommy, the other two nodded in agreement. Phil laughed shyly, he didn't know they missed him that much.
     "Also" Techno pointed his fork at him, "next time your having problems, tell us. Because I swear Phil, whatever nerd hurt you will die by the hands of the BLOOD GOD!" At this point Techno had stood up raising his fork to the sky.
     "Ok mate. I promise I will. I was just afraid you guys would think I was evil or a terrible person." He muttered.
     "I understand. But just know we'd never think that. We're friends after all. And I'm pretty sure I'd know if you're evil, I WAS the first person to notice." Wilbur said, Phil smiled.
     "Could you drop it?" Techno muttered stabbing his pancake in a threatening way. Wilbur just grinned.
     "Okay this is way too cheesy." Tommy stated grabbing a hard boiled egg.
     "Your the one who started it!" Phil exclaimed.
     "That's not true!" Breakfast had passed by and everything seemed to be back to normal. Or as normal as it could be. Phil walked back upstairs to his room and picked up his journal. It was a notebook which kept all his notes on stuff. Like when he survived five years in complete wilderness, it held those types of notes.

Redza:
Appears to be an evil version of me. Affects me to become like him if he tries. Are there other versions of me out there? He's dangerous and should be killed if met. Seems to appear when I become too stressed or angered. But sometimes does not. Shares same pain as me if we become too alike. Are there more like him? Hopefully not.

     He closed the journal and sighed. What was he gonna do with this information- a small pink blur appeared in the corner of his eye. He quickly looked to see nothing. Was it Redza? He stood up and pulled out his sword.
     "Who's there?" He called out. A soft voice answered him,
     "I mean no harm." A pink version of him appeared. He had mushrooms on his hat and soft, pink butterfly like wings. He lowered his sword, another one? "I'm Pinkza, nice to meet you, Philza."

The End
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Yep, I left it kinda on a cliffhanger. Its more of a hint for a possible second part. We'll see. But I hope you enjoyed reading this and didn't find it too cringy. I'm just a sucker for a fluffy happy ending okay? Anyways, see ya in a bit, bye!