Hi!
Hi!
Oh, hey, Kirby.
Wussup, Wads?
How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me that?!
Don't kid yourself, you know you love it!
Sigh... Well, what do you need from me, anyway?
This morning, I suddenly felt this weird lump on my back, and I'd like you to check it out for me.
Um... I mean, I'm no doctor, but I suppose I could take a look.
I can always count on you, Wads!
I told you not to—sigh... Okay, turn around and let me see this thing.
Bleh. (Hi.)
WHAT IN THE FRESH HELL?!
What? What is it?
I don't know!! Some kind of freaky alien?!
Bleh? (You're calling me an alien, No-Mouth?)
What?! Get it off! GET IT OFF!!
Take this, freak!
Bleh! (Agh!)
Okay, good news and bad news. The good news is that it got off your back. The baaaAAAD NEWS IS—
The bad news is...?
...
...
...
NO! BAD SLIMEY THING! SPIT OUT MY WADS—
Oh, now I get why he doesn't like that.
Bleh! (Bleh!)
Oof!
You alright?
Don't worry about me; kill that thing!
...
Bleh. (Hi.)
Today, Creampuff!
Nah... This thing's kinda funny!
Are you hearing yourself?! It tried to eat me!!
I mean, so have I!
Well, yeah, but you were sleepwalking!
And sleep-eating.
Listen, this thing stuck itself to your back like a parasite! It was probably sucking your blood!
Do... Do I have blood?
Well if you do, it was lunch for this thing! It probably carries lyme disease, too...
Bleh. (Only lemon disease these days.)
I mean, do we have to kill it? Can't we just let it go?
Then it'll just go cause problems for somebody else!
Counter-point: my best attack is eating stuff. If you're worried about me getting sick, you probably don't want me putting this thing in my mouth.
...Good point. You win. Run along, little blob...
Bleh...? (Run along to where...?)
To be continued...
Published 5/6/2024