Riley the Riolu is crying in Skurry's bed. He's feeling awful. Depression kicks in, and he has an awful stomach ache. He wonders what Skurry gave him that could give him stomach aches this bad. He cries. He remembers eating something Skurry liked. Even though he was a skunk, he wasn't afraid to accept his stereotype. He would always eat something that gave him gas, Riley thinks to himself. He knows he's alone here. He should be. He feels awful. He's not sure if he has a stomach bug, or if he ate something bad. He tries to remember what he ate. It caused anyone to fart, but skunks we're prone to it more. He thinks...
"Skurry..." Riley says. "Did you put something in my food?" He waits... No answer. He's in his room alone. He should retrace his steps. Maybe he'll figure it out. Or maybe Skurry will come to check on him. He doesn't know what time it is, but he knows it's daytime. He decides to think. He woke up to breakfast in bed. Skurry gave him a can of something. What was it? He thinks harder. He remembers it had a side effect of causing gas, he tries to think about it. Why did Skurry give him this? Was it because he would get gas? He remembers he ate a lot. The gas seems to get worse the more of it he eats, but if he ate too much his stomach would hurt from being bloated. He starts to cry, his stomach growls. He remembers he's alone in the room...
"Skurry!" Riley shouts, hoping someone is there to hear him. Nothing happens. He's alone. "Skurry! I need you!" He cries again. He felt awful. His stomach was killing him. He feels the urge to fart. "Skurry!" He yells at the top of his lungs. He felt he needed Skurry to see him fart. Skurry would get a video of it. He feels his stomach hurt too much to get out of bed. He has to hold it...
"Skurry..." he whispers. "I need to fart." He cries. Gas builds up in his butt. He has to hold it, he clenches his cheeks tightly! The tears are flowing, it hurts to hold in, but he wants Skurry to see him fart! Finally the pressure becomes almost unbearable. He starts to cry! He hears the door creak open, he hears their voice. "Riley?!" Foxy rushes in. "What's wrong?!" He sees the agony in his eyes, but he's in too much pain to tell him. He has no choice but to hold it and tell him, or he might not get it on video. It's gonna be hard to talk in this situation, but he has to... He tries to speak. "Foxy..." he says between sobs. "I... I... I need to fart..." He squeezes his cheeks as tight as he can. His stomach is screaming inside. He can feel it coming. Foxy yanks the sheets off of him. He pulls out his phone. Riley needs to roll over. He should show his butt so Foxy can get a video. But he can't do that, he can't let go. He just holds it! "Foxy! Help me!" He begs. "I don't wanna fart with my butt down!" He cries, feeling his ass growl. Foxy looks panicked. "Maybe roll over, lift your legs! Can you do that?!" Foxy asks Riley the Riolu, worried. "Riley..." Foxy pleads. "You have to try so I can help you." Foxy begs. Riley starts crying, he knows he has to fight the pain! He starts rolling his body back, lifting his legs. He screams in pain, it hurts so bad! He wants to die! This must be how Riolu's feel when they're in pain! He lets it go! Foxy records him! After it's out, he cries more. Foxy worries. He should feel better after that, unless... Riley Riolu holds his stomach... "B-bathroom..." He cries out loud. He has to go! He needs to use the bathroom. He has to go now! Foxy looks at him. "I've gotta take a..." He tells Foxy... "Riley." Foxy says. "It's huge. I gotta poop." Riley Riolu begs him. Foxy begs too. "You're gonna have to go there, I can't carry you." Foxy curls up and cries! He doesn't want to do this! "Riley..." Foxy pleads. "Please..." He starts to cry! He doesn't want to leave. He doesn't want to go to the bathroom. He knows he needs to, but the pain hurts him when he moves. "Riley... You're gonna ruin the bed. You have to." Foxy begs. Riley's stomach is hurting so bad! He has to go! But he can't! He's too scared to move! "Riley..." Foxy pleads. "Ugh!" He tries to hold in, but it hurts too much! He realizes he could ruin the bed right now and feel a lot better, but he sees the look on Foxy's face. He's not gonna handle the smell. He has to try for Foxy. He begins to cry! "Riley... Please..." Foxy begs. "I can't, Foxy..." He cries. He doesn't know what else to do! Foxy pleads. "You have to..." he says quietly. Foxy's crying a lot, so is Riley. He realizes Foxy's persistent. He needs to for both of them to stop. He might feel a lot better if he went in the bed, but the look on Foxy's eyes tells him Foxy's gonna suffer if he does... He has to find another way. He hates this. But he has to do it. He forces himself to move. He cries in pain starting to sit up, and kicks his feet towards the floor, catching himself against the wall. He looks at Foxy in agony. Foxy knows it's best for both of them. He's crying. He can't let Riley go all over the floor or bed. He needs him to use the bucket! He's gonna make Foxy happy! He has no choice, but he's trying to get to the bathroom. He feels it trying to come out. He can't let it come out! He has to hold it and get to the bucket! He pushes himself as far forward as he can, he's crying so hard he can't breathe. He's too weak to stand up, he has to push himself. He's not gonna make it! Foxy looks at him. He looks back. Foxy's much sadder. Riley knows he has to make it, Foxy wouldn't forgive him. He tries, forcing himself to fight the pain! Foxy cries watching Riley try to make it. He's getting closer. Riley Riolu makes it! Foxy looks relieved, but he still has tears in his eyes. "Riley, please..." He sees Riley Riolu standing by the bucket, his legs are wobbling. If he goes all over the floor, it would be all for nothing. Riley knows he should sit on the empty bucket. He stares at the floor, seeing it clean. He can't let it happen, but the poop is already starting to come out. He can't hold it anymore, but he's right there! He needs to sit on the bucket! He realizes this is gonna be the most painful part, lifting himself onto it. He cries and tries to force himself to do it, screaming in agony as he tries not to make a mess, Foxy watches his butt. He sees it sticking out, he waits to see if he makes it, looking depressed. He makes it! He sits down on the bucket! Foxy looks surprised. Riley's crying... He has to make a mess into the bucket! He can't believe it. He knows he needs to, but he's hurting so bad! Foxy really wants him to hold it for practice, but he's in pain. He thinks he can get him to hold it if he distracts him from the pain, but it might not work... He has to try something. He pulls out his phone. He records Riley's butt as he struggles. He watches. Riley's suffering. He'll feel better if he goes. But, Foxy would rather watch him hold on until he reaches his limit. It's torture to watch! Riley has to hold it for a while, but he can't give up. He needs to! He knows he has to! A tear falls from his eye. "Riley..." Riley looks at him. "I... Can't... Hold it much longer..." Foxy sobs. "Skurry would want you to. It hurts now, but you'll be glad if you hold it for him. You'd wanna see a video like that, right?" He suggests to Riley. Riley thinks about it. He's gonna make Skurry happy! He needs to do it for him! "Riley..." Foxy pleads. He's sobbing in pain. "I... I can't do it!" Riley says. Foxy looks at him worse. "I can't watch you try not to do it." He sobs, looking at Riley. Riley knows it's gonna hurt as the urge gets worse, but he wants to make them happy. He tries! He holds in the poop. He's crying so hard he can barely hold himself up. He hates this! He shuts his eyes. The worst part is almost here. He's gonna lose it soon. "Nnnnnnnnngh!" He cries out. Foxy starts to calm down. Riley's naked on the bucket, he feels he needs to fart again. It makes the poop feel worse. He looks at Foxy. "Foxy, I need to fart!" Riley says, knowing it's gonna make the poop come out faster. Foxy looks sad. "Hold it in too. You have to try." He says. He looks at Riley. He knows he's gonna fail. Riley still wants to make them happy though. He'll try! Riley's rambling on, telling Foxy how to hold it. "I gotta kick my legs. I can do it!" He says, forgetting about the pain in his legs. Foxy replies. "Yeah." Riley kicks his legs, it hurts too! He puts a paw on his leg to hold it together. He stops with the pain, and hears Foxy whimper. "Don't stop." Foxy cries quietly. Riley looks at him. "I'm gonna do it!" He says, kicking harder. His stomach hurts, his legs are sore. He's in agony, but he knows he has to suffer to hold it! He cries! He's too weak to hold it! He's holding it so long now, he can't ignore the urge any more! He lets go, letting a soft fart slip out. It feels so nice! But, he still has to take a dump. He wants to keep holding it in. It hurts! He looks at Foxy. He sees Foxy's eyes filled with worry. "You're doing great! You can do it!" He says. He looks at Riley. He smiles. Riley grits his teeth, he's crying. He wants to scream, but he fears he'll wake everyone up. He needs to hold it! He fears Foxy won't forgive him if he doesn't hold it as long as he can! "Please don't fail me, Riley." He says. Riley is getting desperate. His butt hurts so much now! He's tempted to push. He clamps his mouth shut. The urge to scream gets harder. His pain grows! He's begging him not to look away. Foxy keeps watching him! He tries to keep his eyes open, but he can't. He closes his eyes. He needs to hold it! He clamps his mouth shut. He can't scream, but he feels like he might not be able to be quiet. He looks at Foxy. He needs to hug him too! He looks at Foxy. He's so close! He's trying to help him! They're both in pain! Riley clenches his butt tighter, his heart is beating so fast! He squeezes his cheeks tightly! "NOOOOOOOO!" he cries in pain. He realizes something. Foxy's had to go though this too. He decides he needs to know what Foxy went though, he can't give up! He needs to hold it! He opens his eyes. He wipes tears from his face, he's exhausted! He feels like he could cry forever. He looks at Foxy. He sees he's crying too! He tries to pick Foxy up, to hug him. He feels like he can endure the pain a little better now. He looks at Foxy, he's so cute! He wants to hug him tight. "Foxy!" He cries, hugging him tight. Foxy looks at Riley, he's crying too! He sees his face, and realizes something. He doesn't want to tell him how he feels, he fears it'll hurt him. He tries to break free from Riley's grip! He struggles. "No! Don't!" He screams. Riley hugs him tighter, he doesn't want to let go. Foxy's sobbing softly. He tries to break free again, not saying anything other than sobbing. Riley holds him tight, he wants to comfort Foxy. He's crying so hard. Foxy cries too, they're both hugging each other. He loves Foxy. He wishes he knew how Foxy felt about him. "Foxy! I need you!" Riley begs. Suddenly, he feels something strike him! He cries out in pain, and feels Foxy fall out of his arms. He looks down to see Foxy, his nose bleeding. He knows who hit him. He's looking right at them... "Foxy! No!" Riley cries. Foxy's face is agonizing. He walks away in pain without saying anything. Riley can't stand to see Foxy walk out. He needs to beg! He wants to run over to Foxy, but Foxy wouldn't want that. He wants him to sit on the bucket and hold it. He sees Foxy's face. He has no choice. He has to do what he says, even if he can't get him to stay. But, he feels like he needs him to stay. Riley cries about the pain, looking at Foxy. He struggles at Foxy... He needs to say something. "Foxy..." he says. Foxy begins to walk away, leaving Riley behind. He stands towards the door, shaking. He wishes he could stay, but Riley notices him resisting the urge to look at him. He feels like he needs him here right now. He sobs as his face turns red. He realizes he has to say something. He needs him! He bends down, and looks at Foxy. He wants him to listen, but... He feels the overwhelming urge to scream for Foxy. He can't think of what to say, he realizes he needs to scream. Maybe then, Foxy will realize... He begins to scream, screaming his head off. He's so loud, he's scaring himself! His throat hurts so bad, he can't stop! He lets all the air out of his lungs, his voice is hoarse. "FOXY! FOXXXXYYYYYYYYY!" He screams, he sees Foxy run off, crying from a tantrum. Riley's traumatized. He's still sitting on the bucket, he can't hold it anymore... He's still screaming. He can't control it, his body's uncontrollable. He makes a huge mess in the bucket, sobbing. The bathroom stinks now. He knows he's going to be in big trouble when he wakes up tomorrow morning. He tries to get up. His physical pain is gone, but now he's feeling worse emotional pain. He wants to go to bed and cry. He's in so much pain. He feels like he's never going to wake up. But, he has to, he needs to clean up the mess before he goes to sleep. He stares at the bucket... He can't. He has to go sleep. He has to go sleep. He can't clean it up, he needs to sleep now. He must have been really tired, because he falls asleep right there. He flops onto the ground.
He wakes up the next morning, in his bed. He remembers he's sad. The Pillow's wet. He cried all night. He doesn't know how he got into bed. He must have fell asleep on the floor. He sniffles, his nose is wet. He wipes it, his nostrils are somewhat bloody. He takes a deep breath. He gets out of bed, slowly. He looks around. He's alone again. He decides to search his room. Someone must have brought him to bed, what if they left a note? He needs to find it. He searches through his drawers. He can't find anything. But, he sees a picture, he's never seen it before, and it wasn't there yesterday... He studies it... It's a picture of something orange, a hint of white. "Foxy..." He says. He doesn't see Foxy, but he knows it has to be him. "Oh my god..." he whispers. He puts his hand over his mouth. He's shocked. He looks closer. He sees hairs, and tries to think of the pattern. He's seen it before on Foxy's fur. He realizes what the pattern is from, and sobs as he says it... "It's Foxy... His tail..." he gasps. "Foxy!" He cries. He closes his eyes. Tears stream down his cheeks. He's holding back tears. He's so depressed right now, he just can't believe it. Why would Foxy show him a picture of that? He thinks... Foxy always would hug a part of him that was big and fluffy when he was sad. It was near his butt, although he could grab it and wrap it around him... He knew Foxy was trying to tell him something, but he couldn't understand. He never thought foxes had their tails for a reason. He decides to check his butt. He looks back... He has a tail. But he's not a fox. He remembers Skurry has a tail too, but is a skunk. Maybe they all had tails? He picks up his tail, lifting it. He notices his butt is dirty. He hasn't cleaned himself up, he went straight to bed. He looks around, seeing the shower. He goes in. He decides to open the faucet, he does. He's confused. Where's the water? He was sure something was supposed to happen. He saw the bucket filled up, and the bathroom still stunk. He cries, the smell is bad. He needs to run out! He starts to think of yelling for someone. He tries to scream, but he can't think of any names. He cries instead! He wants to throw up, but he can't. He's too upset. He starts to cry. He yells. He blames himself for making a mess. He starts to feel better, and looks around. His butt was a mess still, but there was nothing he could use to wipe in the bathroom. He found some toilet paper in the closet, but they were empty rolls. He decided to look under the sink, there were some used toilet paper wads. The smell hits him as soon as he opens the drawer. He cries and immediately closes it, and realizes the bathroom still stinks because of the mess he made. He starts to cry again, but he's not in that much pain anymore. He just felt disgusting. He cries for a while, then decides to leave the bathroom. He can still smell it from in his room, so he closes the door. He realizes he should go to bed and hug his tail, like Foxy always did. He doesn't want anyone else to see it. He runs to his bed, hugging it. He decides to sleep with his tail wrapped around him, but wakes up a few minutes later. His tail reeks. His butt is still a mess. He decides to wash it, maybe that will help. He turns on the tap. No water still. He sighs, and grabs some toilet paper, and starts to clean himself. He doesn't feel comfortable doing this, but he needs to! He wipes, and feels disgusting. He looks at himself in the mirror, looking disgusted. He then remembers the toilet paper in the drawer. It was all used. That was his only option. Now he's filthier. He starts crying again, he feels so gross. He hates himself. He feels like he's going to make everyone puke. He doesn't remember taking a shower. He goes to the bathroom, and finds a pile of towels on the floor. He realizes his option. There's no other towels... He proceeds to wipe with them. They feel rough against his fur. His butt is covered in a rash from not wiping. He cries in pain. He shivers, knowing he's filthy. He wipes until he's done, and looks at himself in the mirror again. He stares at his butt, feeling disgusted. He doesn't feel like he can look at himself ever again, it's too much. His butt is much cleaner, but the towels... He can't shower now. He'll get covered in his own filth when he dries off! He goes to his bed, wrapping a towel around himself. He hugs his tail, burying it in the blankets. He's thankful he has it. He curls into a ball, and curls his head under his blanket. He realizes he used the blanket to wipe his butt. He smells the filth. Now he's covered in it. He begins to turn red, suffering, he wants to scream and cry. He's not sure how long he's been filthy, but the rash on his butt feels painful. It must have been all day yesterday. He smells the blankets on top of him, immediately crying. Now he's filthy. He had no toilet paper... He kept wiping with the same dirty towel. He's disgusted, he can't move. He sits there, hugging his tail, covering his face with the blanket. He feels like throwing up. He starts to panic, thinking about where he is. He realizes he's at Skurry's house. He should be safe, but he feels neglected and gross. He's afraid of what he did to Foxy, if he would even want to see him after today. He wonders why he came here... He tried calling him last night, but he didn't answer. He was suffering, he walked away. He remembers. He suffered, but he's not sure how much. Maybe he was getting close to how much he suffered, and he didn't want to be reminded of his own suffering. He takes a deep breath, sweating and crying. He knows what he needs to do... He starts to think. What would get him hurt? He decided to hurt himself as much as he can, he wanted to suffer much more than that. He needs to know what Foxy went though. He cries! He can't believe it, he has to... He does it. He turns on his laptop, and searches for "what causes people to die from anal rape." He gets dozens of results. He reads through some of them, realizing he can't read them all. What does that even mean? What is that? He realizes it was recently searched, but... He doesn't know what "rape" is. He couldn't have searched that. He shuts it off, he rubs his arm. He tugs it so hard he yelps in pain! "Aaaaah!" He cries... He realizes he's strong... He's strong enough to do this. He starts to write on a piece of paper. He writes down everything he wants to say, starting with the first thing that comes to mind. He's trying to get his thoughts out and make sense of it. Then he realizes his handwriting is trash. He looks, and notices the ink he's using... He used his own filth... He yanks his arm again, trying to yank it off. "WAAAAAAAAAAAH!" He doesn't stop from frustration, he yanks as it gets worse, determined, his screaming getting louder and louder. It pops out of socket, and he passes out in pain! He sees the blood on his nose. He is horrified, he's bleeding from his nose a little bit, which means he's also losing blood from somewhere else. He tries to stand up, but falls back down. He hears voices coming from outside his door, he cries harder and harder. He can't take it anymore. He sobs as the door opens. He hears someone. "No! I left you alone, why are you so filthy?!" Riley sobs... He knows the voice. He feels something on top of him. He opens his eyes. Foxy's tail is in his face, his butt sitting on his chest... He's staring into Foxy's brown eyes. Foxy whimpers "You're filthy and disgusting." Foxy whispers. He's scared, but he sees that Foxy isn't touching him. Riley realizes he's right. He's afraid to admit it, but he isn't sure if he should... He starts to shake. He feels Foxy's paw on his head, rubbing his ears. "Don't worry..." Foxy says softly. Riley manages to whisper "I can't." Foxy whispers "It's okay, it's going to be alright" He nuzzles him. Riley then proceeds to ask. "Foxy... What is rape? I saw something on my computer I don't recall searching." Foxy looks shocked. "...Riley. I don't think you want to know." Riley responds. "I saw a search about how to die from anal rape!" Foxy looks at him. "Skurry sodomizes Dawnlite with cactuses. You probably don't understand the connection, but that's all I can say." Foxy hugs Riley... He's feeling better. Foxy asks "What happened?" Riley tells him everything that happened... His intention was to hurt himself as much as possible, he didn't realize how bad it was until now. Foxy looks shocked. "Why? I don't wanna see you suffer. I was scared when I found you." Riley asks. "Why? I know it's bad, but I wanted to suffer as much as possible, for you..." Foxy looks at him. "...Riley... Do you know what happens when you're in too much pain, when you can't handle it anymore?" Foxy says, Riley looks confused. "You die. Your vision goes out. You never see anyone again, but everyone will see you lying there. You won't be able to move. They won't be able to talk to you..." Foxy sobs. "That's what happened to my family... Don't do it... Please..." He cries. Foxy cries. "Please Riley, don't do this..." He begs. Riley whispers "Foxy..." He pulls his arm out of its socket, and passes out. "NOOOOOOOO!" Foxy yells. He stays with Riley and brings him to bed.
Riley wakes up with Foxy next to him. Foxy's traumatized, but now the room smells awful. He realizes that someone might have made a mess, he looks at Foxy. Foxy's clean. Riley looks at himself. He's still dirty, but not more than before. He sobs. Foxy soothes him. He wraps his arms around Riley, hugging him tight. Riley passes out after a while. Foxy sits there for hours... He thinks about how much he loves Riley, and how bad he felt for making Riley go through that. Foxy sobs. Riley wakes up to see him sobbing in silence, he feels awful, for more than one reason. He decides to speak up. "Foxy... I'm disgusting..." Riley says as his heart sinks. Foxy looks at Riley. "No, you aren't." Foxy says quietly, proceeding to hug him. Riley tries to convince him... "No... I'm gross. Look at me." Foxy opens his eyes. He sees Riley's covered in his own filth. He lets go... Riley looks at him. Foxy looks at his arms. He sees the Riolu's filth on him. Riley cries. He realizes he's actually filthy. He'll never be clean again! Foxy comforts him. Riley almost passes out, but realizes Foxy's sad. He needs to stay awake for him. Foxy looks at him. "I have an idea." He says. Riley looks at him in shock, he wonders how he'll ever get clean if he always is filthy. He wants to ask, but Foxy responds before he can ask. "I'm gonna get a bubble bath ready for you. I wanna help you take your mind off of it." He points at the laptop. "Maybe you can watch videos? I'll come get you when your bath's ready. I'm gonna need to find a lot of soap though. It might take a while for me to get it ready, but it's worth it. I promise." Foxy cries, he looks hopeless, because Riley's hopeless...
Foxy takes him to the computer, sitting him down on his chair. He shows him how to use the internet browser. He clicks a button to clear the page, Riley takes note of all the icons disappearing. He brings up another page, Skurry's private video collection. Foxy looks at him. "Here. Would you like to watch this?" He asks. Riley notices the screen, looking at Foxy sadly. "But-..." Foxy asks. "But what?" Riley points at the screen. "Butt!" Foxy looks at the screen. He realizes the images are of Skurry's butt. Riley feels filthy, if he watches it, he'll feel worse. Foxy opens up another page out of pity, a search box. "Search what you want..." He says as he looks at Riley. "I need to get your bath ready." Foxy walks out. Riley looks at the screen. He searches something that comes to mind. "Riolu cactus sodomy" he enters.
The page loads. Riley looks at it. "Oh... Okay..." He sees videos. Some of them are about cactuses, others are... He looks away. "Butts, ugh." He scrolls down, looking away. He's reminded of his own filth. He looks at his legs. He's somewhat relieved. He sees he didn't leave a puddle on the chair. He looks back at the screen. The last video has a Riolu. "Finally..." He decides to click.
He starts to fidget with his paws, watching the laptop screen. He feels his stomach hurt a little bit. He gently rubs it. He looks down to hear it growl. He needs to fart, but he doesn't wanna be reminded of his filth right now... He looks around, trying to distract himself. He can't. He needs to fart. "Nnnnngh." His stomach hurts more as he tries to hold it. He doesn't wanna be in pain, or filthy right now. He looks at himself, he's already filthy. He might as well fart. He does so, a loud one. He waits till it stops. He looks at his lap, it's dirty, he can't look at it. "Ahh..." He sighs. He closes his eyes, waiting for the feeling to go away. He wasn't sure if he had an accident, but he wasn't sure if it mattered. He was gonna get clean, Foxy promised. He looks back at the screen, he sees the video finished loading. He just has to click play. He feels he might as well watch, it could keep his mind off the filth. He mouses over the button, and realizes his mouth is dry. He gets up and is about to head downstairs for a drink, then realizes he has a fridge in his room. He opens it. He sees lots of soda flavors. He wonders which one he should pick. He grabs a can. He looks at the label before drinking it. He wants to taste it, but decides to check the label again. He wants to see what flavor it is. He drinks the whole can, not realizing he drank a ton. He finally notices it's empty. He stares at the empty can. It tasted good, he liked the flavor. He goes to throw away the can into the bin in his room, but he wanted to see the flavor. He checks, and reads the flavor off of the label. He sees it. "Rootbeer!" He cheers. He smiles, looking at the can. He loved Rootbeer. He remembers a cartoon Gunter would show him. It was about three cats, he struggles to remember the name. "Hmm..." He picks up another. This one says "Grape". He opens it. He starts to drink. He finishes it again. He starts to think about the cartoon, scratching the back of his head. He thinks the name might be related to Cats. He scratches head more. He remembers the cartoon usually had a plot, the cats were obsessed with Rootbeer. He starts to think, he scratches like a cat. He remembers the name. "Catscratch!" He shouts, he feels dumb. He looks at the can, thinking. He's about to put it in the trash when he sees something. His eyes open wide. He sees the paper nearby. He looks at it. He sees the logo, and the cats. The logo is the thing he blurred out earlier. He's surprised. He only watched one episode. How did he remember? He remembers he blurted out the name of the show earlier. He stays quiet, he hopes nobody heart it. He listens. He doesn't hear anyone coming. He's embarrassed. He grabs another drink from the fridge. He sees the flavor. He quickly opens it, and takes a drink. He chugs it all the way. He takes a gulp. He hears the sound again, he looks at the can. "Vanilla Soda!" That can't be right. He reads the label again. It says "Vanilla Cherry." He looks at the can, he sees the words Vanilla and Cherry. He doesn't understand. He shakes his head and drinks the rest of the can. He looks at the can again, he sees both words. He doesn't know why, but he likes it. He sees a cartoon of orange juice empty above the fridge. He reads one of the words. "Concentrate." He stares at the carton for almost fifteen minutes. He's trying to concentrate, why does he need to? He keeps focusing, he doesn't want to let himself fail. He notices the word says exactly what he's doing. He drinks some of it. He coughs. It was empty, but there was just enough to taste it. He feels stupid. He grabs an energy drink and chugs it. He loves it! He checks the label. He sees bright green claws, but is worried there's no flavor. He thinks. Maybe it's lime? He finishes the can up and licks his lips. It's lime. He feels better. He looks over to the computer. "Oh no!" He rushes over. He lost track of time. The screen is black, with a triangle in the center. He clicks play and sees Foxy peer in. Riley looks excited. "Bath?" He asks. Foxy replies. "About that..." Riley looks at him devastated. "We don't have much soap, but someone went to get theirs." Foxy tells him. Riley says "Okay." Foxy shuts the door, heading to the outer bathroom. Riley Riolu seems the button. He clicks on it, and starts to watch...
It starts off with a bunch of Pokemon in an area that almost looks unfamiliar to him. There's bright, colorful, lifts everywhere, and a Vulpix spinning around a pole. The camera seems to focus on a Riolu in thebdistance. An Espurr sits next to her. Riley has no idea what's on in the video. but... He seems to enjoy it. He continues to watch.
The Riolu sits in the chair. "Hey cutie." The Espurr asks her. She gets distracted and the Espurr appears to toss something into her drink as soon as she looks over. The female Riolu doesn't notice. Riley watches, he wonders what it would be. The object was white. He continues to watch. The Espurr asks weakly. "Would you like to come over to my place for some fun, he asks her." The Riolu sighs. "Nah, I'm not a fairy type loving girl." Espurr looks disappointed. The Riolu continues. "We could play games instead. What kind of console do you have?" Espurr seems exited. 'None. I play games on my computer." Riolu tries to consider. "Sure! I'd love to try playing games on a computer!" Espurr hugs her! "Okay.  Wanna go now?" The female Riolu responds. Sure! She finishes her drink and heads to the car. Riley Riolu watches the video. "Interesting..." He says to himself. The screen fades away to black. He thinks the video is over. But sees red bar isn't all the way filled yet. He looks to see if there's a next button. The red bar at the bottom is still moving. The scene cute to a shot of a bed. He's curious. The Espurr walks into the frame. He's carrying the Riolu this time. "She must have been really tired." Riley Riolu says to himself. He watches it. The Espurr starts to tie her limps to the edges of the bed with rope. Riley is confused. Why would they be doing this? He looks to see the Riolu look at them in fear. The Espurr and Riolu seem to discuss what's going on. "What are you two doing?" He watches. The Espurr grabs a cactus, and brutally shoved it up her butt! "No!" Riley screams. He tries to cover his mouth so body can hear, but ends up covering his eyes! He's scared. He cries! Suddenly hears the female Riolu cry worse! He peeks through his thingers, horrified. Espurr is burning Riolu to death! He resists the urge to scream, managing to do so as he shuts his eyes tight. He feels his arm lunge forward and hears a crash. He opens his eyes. He broke the laptop. His fist went right through the screen! He gets frustrated, yanking it off the cables and throwing the laptop against the wall! The force of him yanking was so powerful that the connectors are still attached to the laptop, but ripped apart. He grabs the laptop, bending it backwards and snapping it in half! Before he can say anything, he hears a voice. "Foxy?! What the heck was that?!" It's Skurry. He checks the bottom of the laptop, and sees Skurry has his name on the bottom too. Riley Riolu is crying so hard he looks like he just saw his mom murdered. He hears Skurry coming upstairs. He looks down, he peed himself... Riley Riolu wants to run out of the room. He's worried about how Skurry would react! He cries. The laptop was his. He looks for a place to hide. He sees the bathroom door open. He notices the broken parts of the laptop are near his feet. He should kick them under the bed and go hide before Skurry walks in! He picks up the pieces and throws them under the bed. He runs to the bathroom and jumps into the tub. He inhales, and starts gagging. He realizes the bathroom in his room still hasn't been cleaned up yet. The smell is much worse now, but he's in no condition to clean it, he has to keep his mouth shut and hide! He closes his eyes and waits for Skurry to walk in. He hears footsteps. He keeps them closed until he hears door open. "Is someone in here?" He asks. Riley needs to keep his mouth shut. He needs to listen, but he can't make a sound. Skurry would know he's here if he did. He nods. He hears Skurry look around the room. "Where's my laptop?" He asks. Riley can't say anything, he doesn't want to. "Nooo! My cables!" He cries. He sees the dent in the wall, and the mess on the floor. Skurry's crying so much, but Riley stays in the tub to hide. He realizes the bathroom smell is horrible, but he has to stay a little longer. He hears something being dragged out from under the bed. "NOOOOO! Foxy gave me this laptop! He's gonna kill me!" He hears Skurry crying. "OH NO! THEY PEED ON IT TOO! NOOOOOOO!" Riley Riolu cries. He knows Skurry thinks it was him. He wants to confess, but he fears what might happen if he did. Skurry runs out of the room, exasperated." Riley can leave the the tub now. She stench from before is destroying him. He should go get a bath with Foxy, but he worries Foxy would ask if he heard the situation. He also wouldn't want to tell him anyway. He cries in bed. He goes to check the tub in the other room. It's filled with water. He feels like he can finally be clean. He takes a breath and washes himself off. He's here for half a minute. Time to get up. He walks out of the tub, and immediately notices Foxy in the bed, exhausted. Riley needs to go to his room, he wants to watch TV. He begins to dry himself off. He wonders why he doesn't feel refreshed. He notices the towel has his filth on it. He just got clean. He puts the towel back. He goes to his room and shuts the door. This time, his entire room reeks. Skurry must have stunk his room up while he was hiding. He rushes to open a window. He needs fresh air. He leaves the window open to air out the room, and jumps into bed. He hears Skurry's footsteps coming. He hides under the blanket, covering his face with his tail and ears. He can hear Skurry walking down the hall. He cries softly, but Skurry walked past his room. He exhales. He's going to sleep. He wants to turn the TV on first. He starts to think about what he should watch. What was the show he liked called again? It has three cats that were overly obsessed with Rootbeer. He thinks he should hear it to help him sleep. He tries to think of the name, he knows he can remember... Root-beer?! That's it! He turns the TV on. He searches root beer, but a lot of channels show up. He realizes something. He had a picture of the show's title. He has to find it. He sighs and closes his eyes. He tries to remember where he put it. He remembers putting it in a folder, with the pictures he likes. He opens the drawer and finds the file. It's three cats. The title says "Catscratch." He searches the show. He notices there's no results. He sees a button named "Previous air times." He clicks it. He's nervous as he presses it. He's scared to see the result. He holds his breath, afraid it'll be taken off the air. He pushes the button. The screen shows something. "Last air date: February 10, 2007." He holds his breath. He's a year old, but the year is 2022. He's terrified. He shakes. He pushes the button to close the window. He opens another one. He checks the dates. There's nothing between the last two dates. He wants to cry, but doesn't want anyone to come in. What can he do? Suddenly, he hears a very loud noise come from the TV, it shows a red bar at the bottom of the screen. He covers his ears with the pillow. He's shaking. He tries to read it. It says something about a blizzard. Maybe he should turn off the TV and sleep. He doesn't want to go outside. He wishes he didn't pee on the floor, and Skyrry's laotop. wonders why he's still here. He thought he'd be gone by now. He regrets staying. He looks around, and had a sudden realization. What if the Riolu in the video was trapped in the computer? It starts to sink in. Riley thinks he killed her. He wants to apologize, but he doesn't know how. He can't even meet her eye. He wants to be happy, but he's sad. He buries his face into the pillow and cries.
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Riley is woken up by the of a glass door being shut. He feels cold. Foxy is looking at Riley... and he knows why. He's seen him do this many times before. He stares back, wondering what to say. He doesn't know how to react. Should he just bury himself under the covers? Foxy goes up. "Riley. you almost froze." He picks Riley up. He's not really strong yet. Riley looks at Foxy, he's sad. "You don't catch a cold." He rubs Riley's head, trying to cheer him up. Riley feels something stuck to his face, Foxy notices it. "Oh no. I need to get that off." Foxy looks at Riley seriously as he tells him. Riley's confused. "Look. It's gonna hurt, but... You have to trust me." Foxy looks at Riley sad. Riley nods. "I'm gonna have to yank it off. Don't scream or cry. It's really gonna hurt, bit please trust me." Foxy grabs his shoulders. "You can do it." Foxy looks sad, crying. Riley looks sad too. He's not sure how much it would hurt, but Foxy looks upset. It might be worse if he doesn't let Foxy do it. He takes a deep breath. "Ready?" Foxy asks. Riley nods. Foxy starts to grab something on his face, and pulls! Riley feels like his face is on fire, as if his fur is being ripped off, but he decides to trust Foxy. He tries not to scream or cry, but it hurts. He's sobbing. He's screaming with pain. Foxy notices, he feels bad. He pulls harder, although it still comes off slowly, the pain gets worse. Riley starts to cry. Foxy tries to be strong for Riley. He's trying to keep Riley calm. Riley is screaming. He feels like he's going to die. His eyes are tearing up, and he's shivering, Foxy then decides to go for it. He yanks it off as hard as he can! Riley tries not to scream, but the urge is too strong! He can't stop crying. Foxy drops what he yanked off and hugs him. "It's okay! It's off now." He wants to get Riley to open his eyes. There are two long pieces of ice in front of him. "Any idea what that could be?" Foxy tries to ask. Riley shakes his head. "Let me guess!" Foxy starts to laugh. Riley just stares blankly. "Oh boy..." Foxy starts to explain. "Those are chunks of ice that were stuck to your face. Do you feel better now, any idea what it is?" Riley feels like his face is still on fire. He nods. "Yeah." He feels relieved that it's over. "Good. Can you tell me?" Foxy asks him. He wants to see if he knows. Riley shakes his head. "Well, it's an emergency." Riley guesses. Foxy shakes his head. "No. Do you remember what you were doing just before you fell asleep?" He asks. Riley tries to think. He felt sad he couldn't watch a cartoon he liked, the last time it aired was before he was born. "Yeah... I guess so." He says. Foxy thinks. "You're smart. Tell me what happened." Foxy asks. Riley doesn't know how to answer. "Umm... Well..." Riley starts. Foxy decides to help out. He sees the remote next to him. He gently pushes it over to Riley, to see if he could remember. "What were you doing before you fell asleep?" Foxy asks, he has an idea, but he wants to hear it from Riley. Riley goes silent. He sees the TV's still off. He tries to think. There's a can of rootbeer next to him. He remembers drinking some. "I drank some root beer!" He says, he's very excited. Foxy tries to ask. "Yeah, but. The remote's next to you." He says. "That can't be the whole story." Foxy insists. Riley wonders why. He thinks about rootbeer. What would it have to do with the TV? He scratches his head, trying to think. He feels sad, he looks at the rootbeer again. He suddenly remembers. "The can moved!" He says. Foxy turns around. "What?" He asks. Riley points to the can. "It's not there anymore, I got up to get some more, and when I came back..." Foxy looks at him. "Think. Why would there be a remote next to you." He hands Riley the TV remote. "I dunno." He answers. Foxy goes quiet for a moment. "What's the remote for then?" He asks. Riley looks at him worried. He needs to think. He scratches his head. The TV comes to mind, so does rootbeer. He thinks about something, but isn't sure if it's related. An animal comes to mind. A cat. He looks at Foxy, trying to piece everything together. He scratches his head again. "A cat." Riley finally says. Foxy looks concerned. He's thinking what to say, but he wants to make sure. "I remember Gunter telling me about a show about three cats once. He liked it because the cats favorite drink was the same as his. They were obsessed with it. You're his best friend, so if anyone knows, it's you." Foxy looks sad. Riley doesn't want to disappoint him. "I'm sorry. I don't know anything." He apologizes. Foxy looks at him. He shows him a can. The rootbeer. "You sure?" He asks sadly. Riley feels awful, he doesn't want to lie to his friend. He nods. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure." He answers. Foxy shakes his head. "It's not possible." He says. "Why did he tell you?" He asks. Riley shrugs. Foxy suddenly realizes something. "Wait, I know..." He looks at the desk, but is in disbelief at what he sees. He gets out of bed, going to inspect it. He sees the yanked cables and nervously looked around. He sees a dent on the wall, about the size of a textbook, he looks back at the desk. He begins to whimper. Riley hears him whimper, but never that upset before. He looks at Riley, tears flowing from his eyes. Riley thinks about the show. The name hits him. "Catscratch! I remember the name now!" He blurts out in excitement. Foxy starts to cry more, worrying Riley. He's still looking at the dented wall. His eyes filled with fear. "Riley..." He says, he's hyperventilating, his eyes shut tight. Riley feels awful. Foxy grits his teeth, Riley doesn't know what's wrong. He needs to think, but he can't focus seeing Foxy like that. He remembers the trauma from one or two days ago of Foxy running out seeing him suffer. This time, he wants to run out seeing Foxy suffer. But, he realizes that would make it worse. He wants to hug Foxy... But he's afraid to touch him. He looks at him, but he can see the panic in his face, even though his eyes are shut tight. "Foxy, please don't worry. I'm here for you." He reassures him. It doesn't work. He feels he should take Foxy into bed with him and hug him. That could calm him down. He has to try! "It'll be okay. I promise." He tells Foxy. Foxy shouts, scaring Riley. "No! It's not okay!" Foxy begins to sob. "S-Skurry... He's gonna be mad! He never gets mad at me!" Riley wants to calm him down so bad, but he's terrified. He needs him to come here, and get onto the bed. He should ask... "Come on, Foxy. Please! You need to calm down." He pleads. Foxy nods, trying his hardest to control himself. He slowly walks over to Riley, he realizes he can't calm down alone. He tries to jump on the bed, but can't pull himself up. Riley quickly grabs his paws so he doesn't fall back down. He needs to pull him up. He pulls him up, holding him close to his chest. Foxy begins to sob harder, Riley holds him tight. "It's alright. It's okay. It's ok." He whispers into Foxy's ear, stroking his fur. "No! It's not!" Riley sees Foxy starting to calm down slightly. "Foxy... What's wrong..." He asks. Foxy looks at him, he looks at the desk, he looks panicked, his teeth are chattering. "Think." He tells Riley. Riley sees the look on his face, he can't think seeing him that upset, but he has to try. He begins to panic, losing focus. "Uhhh... Uhhhhh..." Foxy hugs him tight, Riley gets scared. He sees Foxy's eyes are closed. He realizes something. He might be able to think clearly if he closes his eyes, he has to. He closes them. His brain is more calm, but he can't think straight. "Foxy? Think." He whispers. Foxy opens his eyes, seeing Riley's eyes closed. He clenches his teeth, trying not to start crying again. "I k-k-k-know.... His teeth are chattering. Foxy's scared to tell him. Riley needs to think for himself. He remembers something about a celebration with cake three days ago. He was excited to blow out Candles, Foxy's cousin had the same celebration, because they had the same thing in common. They were both named Riley. He thinks, but Skurry and Foxy aren't named Riley, they have a celebration too. That can't be right. He thinks more. He sees candles, cake, and something wrapped on the table, the memory is foggy, but it's a little more clear. He remembers some of the things he saw. Foxy's cousin, the red fox, had candles too. They had the same cake. Riley Riolu saw the candle lit, a small flame on it. He looks at Foxy's cousin, also named Riley. He has his butt aimed at the cake, he wanted to fart to blow it out. Riley Riolu remembers what happened when he did. He farted fire, and Riley Riolu laughed. He thought it was hysterical, until the fire stopped coming out of Riley the fox's butt. He sees that his cake is melted. It's nothing more than a puddle on the table now. He wonders how he's gonna eat it like that, maybe he'll lick it up off the table? He giggled at the thought of that, he saw Riley the firefox looking back at him, breathing a sigh of relief. It was Riley Riolu's first celebration like this. He had just turned one year old. Riley the Firefox began to sit down and got ready to eat cake. Riley Riolu licks his lips as he sees Skurry cutting his own cake, but then hears whimpering from his right. "NO!" Foxy's cousin screams. He notices Skurry and Foxy's reaction. "Oh no." Foxy says, Skurry's in shock, but gave Riley Riolu his slice. Foxy's heart sinks, Riley Riolu looks at Foxy's cousin. He's crying so hard! He sees his slice of cake, and slides it towards Foxy's cousin, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Here." He told him. Foxy's cousin was in disbelief, Riley Riolu gave up a slice of his cake. He stared at him. "Thanks..." He said. Skurry cut Riley Riolu another slice, and told him something. "There's enough for everyone, don't worry. Enjoy." He says. Riley Riolu opens his eyes, he wants to tell Foxy what he remembered. He's sure Skurry will be angry, but he feels better knowing he won't be alone tonight. He looks at Foxy who's still sobbing in Riley's arms. He should let him know. Foxy looks at Skurry in his mind he can't see his expression in, but he hopes he'll forgive him. "Foxy?" He whispers. Foxy cries harder, he can feel Riley's heartbeat. He pulls away from Riley as he begins to sob audibly, struggling to breathe. Riley needs to think, he remembers eating the cake. It was delicious, everyone had cake, except for one person. He looked to his right and saw Foxy's cousin looking at him. He couldn't bring himself to eat the slice of cake Riley gave him. He's sad. He starts to think, did he make Riley eat the cake, or did Riley make him eat the cake. What happened? What didn't happen? He tries to remember. He can't think straight, he's lost in the foggy memories. He sees Foxy's cousin sobbing, and he grabs the knife... He cuts the slice in half, and gives Riley one of the pieces. "Here...." Riley Riolu was stuffed, but he knew he had to eat the cake, or Foxy's cousin would be sad. He licked up the frosting and remembers taking a big bite, but he hears something that breaks the memory. "OW!" He opens his eyes in shock, he sees Foxy whimper. He bit his paw while he was trying to remember, he sobs too. He should think about what happened after the cake, it wasn't a good idea to remember him eating it... He sits up and tries to calm down. "Foxy..." He whispers. Foxy puts his paws over Riley's ears, trying to quiet him. "Shh.." He says. He then realizes it's nearly 4PM. He pulls him back to the bed, and puts his paw on his chest. He sees Foxy in pain, holding him down with the paw he bit. He sees his teeth marks on his paw, but luckily Foxy's not bleeding. "Riley... You know. You're on the right track. Think." Foxy looks sad. Riley knows he's right. He shuts his eyes tight, trying to remember. He sees himself in the chair, he can't have another bite of cake. He's too full. Skurry looks at him. "Riley, I have a surprise for you. I'll be back." Foxy watches him, he looks at Riley. "I wish I could tell you right now, but it's a surprise. You see it when you open it, just promise me something." Foxy says to Riley. Riley nods. Foxy tells him. "Promise me you'll take good care of it. It was Skurry's first birthday present. I had to save up a lot for it, but I almost lost hope. I suddenly had the money at the last minute, so I went to the store and bought it. There were other ones like it, but it was the best one and the most expensive one. I walked out of the store with no money, but I felt good knowing Skurry would be happy. My birthday was the same as his, but my present was the look of joy I saw on his face after he got it. He hugged me and told me that he'll never forget how much I cared for him. Promise me you'll take good care of it, it's still his, but it's very special to him. You'll get your real present in a month or you take care of it for him." Foxy looks at Riley, hopeful. "He needs to know he can trust you, can you promise?" He says. Riley looks at him, he doesn't want him to be disappointed. "I promise." Riley says, feeling a wave of relief. Skurry comes back with the present, he gives it to Riley. "Open it." He says. Riley opens it, it's a laptop. "Take care of it for me. If you give it back in a month and nothing's broken, you'll get yours. If anything breaks, I don't know if I could live with myself, please tell me you can do it. I know you care for me Riley!" Skurry looks at him, he shows him his name on the bottom of the laptop, he nods. He doesn't wanna disappoint him, but he cares for him. He had to promise. "I can do it!" Riley said, hugging Skurry. He feels Skurry open his hand and put a plastic object in it. Riley opens his eyes and looks into his hand. "What's this?" Riley asks him. Skurry tells him. "If you're ever feeling sad, plug this into the computer. You'll see some videos, it always cheers me up." He tells Riley. Riley opens his eyes, he sees the desk. He knew the laptop was on it, the one Skurry gave him. It's not. He sees the dent in the wall, and remembers he saw something that frightened him. He cries, he knows he broke it. The name was on the bottom too, he looks at Foxy. He remembers sliding it under something... "Foxy..." Riley says. Foxy looks back at him. "It's okay, I'm so sorry! I hate breaking things, I'll fix it, I swear!" Foxy cries. "You... Broke it..." He's devastated. "It was very special to him. You ruined his present. I remember how happy I was when I saw his reaction. He hugged me..." Foxy buries his face into his paws, sobbing! "Do you know where you put it?" He asks, crying... Riley hugs him. "I know. It was under the desk, you dented it." Riley tells him, Foxy looks shocked. "What?! No!" He cries out. "Yes." Riley says. "No, I would've seen it." Foxy tells him. Riley notices he can see the bottom of the desk from here, he was between the desk and the bed. He must have slid it under the bed. He looks at Foxy. "I put it there." He says, he's not sure why. He gets off the bed, and goes to the desk. He finds the dent, on the wall. He realizes the laptop must have been thrown really hard. He also noticed a gap under the bed. It's dark in there, he wonders if he could find it. He reaches in, and pulls something out. Riolu can smell it, it smells like his filth. Foxy puts it on the bed, it's the towel Riley used to wipe himself with. There was no toilet paper... He opens the towel, he sees it's disgusting. He sees all the filth. He feels disgusting... Foxy reaches under the bed again, and feels nothing. He looks back at Riley, suffering. Maybe he doesn't remember, he thinks to himself. He sees him looking at his own filth, and realizes where people throw filthy things. He knocks over the trash, the cans spill out, but he doesn't see it. Foxy cries. He pulls the bag out of the trash, and notices something hidden under it... He heads back to Riley. "Riley..." Riley feels horrible. He can't control his filth or impulses. He's a disgusting filthy monster. He looks at Foxy, it's hard. "Do you know what this is, Riley?" He asks, putting something on his lap. Riley looks at it. It looks like a laptop. A hole has been punched straight through the screen, and the screen was forcefully broken off. He flips the screen over, and then checks out the body. He checks the bottom again. It reads "Skurry.". He thinks back to three days ago, his birthday. Skurry gave this to him, he promised him he would take care of it. He would have gotten his own in a month, but he didn't even last three days. He wrecked it... "I did it again..." Riley cries, he can't stop. He feels so guilty. Foxy holds him, comforting him. Riley looks at him. He's trying to help him, he loves him. They both hear a thud from Skurry's room, followed by stomping. They realize he's coming, his footsteps sound angry, but they don't hear him shouting. Foxy looks at Riley Riolu in fear. "Hide." Foxy tells him. Riley looks around. If he hid behind Foxy, Skurry would see him. He thinks about hiding in the tub, he remembers the smell he caused. He can smell it from here with the door open, but he'll suffer if he goes in. He realizes that Foxy's fearful for him. He's scared that Skurry would do something because he's never been in this situation before. Foxy has no idea how he'd react, he has no choice. He runs into the bathroom, but stops himself. He sees Foxy, terrified. He's worried for him too. He rushes back to the bed, scaring Foxy even more. He hides the laptop under the bed, and shields Foxy in the corner. Foxy wants to scream, but he knows Riley wants to protect him. He then thinks, should he let Riley do that to himself? Riley's terrified, he sees his legs trembling, and notices he's staring at his butt, he wonders if he should let him, or push him away... Riley hears the footsteps stop behind the door. He hears a crack, he heard it before. He realized the door is opening. He looks down and sees his crotch. He's wetting himself on the floor. He motions to grab it, but his stomach hurts. He hears a super loud noise, just like the ones Skurry would make, but it came from his own butt. He's terrified. He looks back at Foxy, sobbing. He sees Foxy's paws are dirty, but if he had an accident, he would be covered. He looks back at the door, he sees Skurry, and quickly shuts his eyes before he can see his face... Riley's sobbing, he's terrified! He doesn't hear any footsteps, then the door slams shut. He hears the footsteps again, but it sounds like they're running away... Riley opens his eyes, he sees Skurry's angry look. He's holding a gun! Riley can't move, he's petrified. He sees the barrel pointing right at him. "You son of a bitch!" He screams with his eyes closed. He opens them again. Skurry wasn't in front of him. It was just a vision from his fear. He looks at Foxy... He wants to protect him, but he's not sure if Foxy could let him do that. He looks at Foxy. He needs to ask. "How long have you known him?" He asks. Foxy responds instantly. "We met the day we were born. We're inseparable..." Foxy sobs, he's breaking down. Riley lets out a cry, but he doesn't break. He looks at Foxy. "Is it okay if I go?" He asks. He sees Foxy pull his head towards him, he realizes Foxy is crying. "I... I need you too." He says. Foxy sobs and hugs him. "You're my second best friend..." Foxy whispers. Riley looks at him. "Skurry's your first..." He says. Foxy nods. "We're inseparable, we knew each other since the day we were born, and we were born on the same day... He's my best friend, and you're my second... You saved me... You protected me from him..." Foxy sobs. Riley wipes some tears from Foxy's face. "I couldn't save you." Riley looks. "I broke his present!" Then he remembers something. "Foxy, what was your first birthday present?" Foxy looks at him in fear, he thought he told him, but he doesn't know if she should say it again. He can't bring himself to lie, or keep quiet and watch him cry. He stares at Riley, and gulps nervously... "It was a blue ball..." Foxy whispers. Riley smiles. "A blue ball, huh?" He asks. Foxy nods. "But that was another present. There was something more important..." Foxy's heart sinks. He realizes he needed to say what was wrong, and it had nothing to do with the blue ball he got. He looks at Riley, worried, and tries to speak. He doesn't know if he can, he whimpers and cries each time he tries. But, he has to tell him... "I need you..." He says, looking at Riley. Riley looks at him, he's waiting for the words he wants to hear. "I love you." He says. Foxy gets teary eyed. Riley looks at him. He knows he wasn't around for Foxy's first birthday. Foxy was two years older than him, which was double his age. "Foxy... Tell me..." Riley puts a paw on his shoulder. Foxy knows he couldn't have been the present, but... He struggles to remember. "I can't think..." Foxy's shaking. Riley strokes Foxy's fur. "I was there... I saw you get your present when you were two..." Foxy rembers, he was there when he was two, because Gunter brought Riley to the party, but... He was his age when he got the present, but he's three times older than him now. He thinks. He doesn't remember it being an object. He thinks outside the box, it was Skurry's reaction to his present. They both turned one. Skurry loved the laptop, and hugged Foxy. Foxy realized Skurry would always be there for him, and he would always be there for Skurry. He saw how happy Skurry was when he gave him the laptop. He pulls it out from under the bed again. Then he looks at the person who broke it. Foxy feels mad, Riley sees it in his eyes. He gets scared. He tries to hug Foxy. "I love you Foxy... Do what you need to do..." Riley thinks it's the end, but... Foxy cries and hugs back. He really loves him too... Riley feels a little better, he keeps hugging Foxy. "I'm sorry. I saw something scary.* He whispers. Foxy takes a deep breath, then he looks at Riley. "Please don't leave me alone..." He remembers something... He let Riley search whatever he wanted. He looks at Riley. It wasn't actually Riley's fault, he probably heard something and wanted to know what it was. Foxy cries... He realizes it's his own fault... He didn't want to see Skurry's reaction... He only did it to distract him. He felt bad for hurting him. He thought it would help Riley forget about him. He looks up at Riley. "I know you broke it, but it's my fault. I have to talk to him... I'm his best friend, I wish I could explain." Riley looks shocked. He fears what might happen if Foxy confesses. "No..." Should he let him do this? Riley cries. He wants to make sure Foxy's safe, but if he sees Skurry hurt him, he's gonna suffer too. He doesn't wanna watch Foxy suffer. He sobs! "No!" Riley yells. He cries, he knows it'll be hard to live through this. The worst part is knowing Skurry will never forgive him if Foxy confesses. He's gonna feel betrayed, and Riley won't be able to trust him again. "No! Maybe he doesn't care about you anymore! Your present is gone! I broke it!" He sobs! Foxy takes a step back. He's not going to let him do this, he doesn't deserve it. He looks at Riley, he knows he'll regret this later. "You need to go away, I'm not doing anything wrong." Riley sobs. "I'm not leaving you Foxy... Where would I go?" Foxy sobs! Foxy sighs. He tries to calm down. "I'll tell him what happened, but he might be asleep. You can stay here tonight, and we'll see what happens tomorrow..." Riley stares, he remembers. If you two share Skurry's room. Who was that then? Foxy stares at him. He remembers Skurry was asleep, but someone got out of bed. He heard the door open, and they walked away. His eyes were covered with Riley's tail, he didn't see it was Skurry, but he knows. He wonders if Riley saw him. "Riley... Was it Skurry that opened the door?" Riley thinks. Skurry was a skunk, his fur was black and he had white stripes. His eyes were blue. He thinks who opened the door. He saw Skurry, it was. But, he shut his eyes before he could tell if he was angry, and doesn't remember what expression he was making. He knows he can't lie, Foxy would know. Foxy looks at him sad, Riley can't stay quiet either. He tries to say who it was, but is sobbing, he stutters their name... "S-s-s-skurry..." Riley feels somewhat better, but not enough. He feels like he can speak better now. "Skurry was the one that opened the door..." Riley looks at him. Foxy nods. He can't believe Riley told him the truth, even though he knew it was Skurry. It's strange how much he cares about him. Foxy decides to ask. "What kind of face was he making?" Riley thinks, he remembers what he saw and panics... He doesn't know! His vision was blurred, but it definitely was Skurry. He starts to panic. "Foxy... What's your favorite color?" Riley asks. Foxy looks at him. He's confused. "Riley... Why are you dodging my question? This is important." He looks serious and sad... Riley wonders why he asked, but doesn't care that much. He just wants to get out of there and apologize to Skurry. But he needs to know. "Riley, answer me. You can tell emotions from his face or his aura. How did he feel? What was his emotion?" Foxy pleads. Riley realizes. "My vision was blurry. I knew it was him, I saw his eyes were blue, and he had black fur with white stripes. I didn't see his expression, but his aura... It was..." Riley thinks. "Shit!" He says out loud. Foxy looks confused. "That's not an expression." Riley looks back at him. "I forgot to read his aura. I was too scared!" He sobs! Foxy hugs him. "It's okay Riley. He was probably shocked, he thought you were in danger." Riley looks down. He feels his heart beating fast, he can't believe he didn't see it. Foxy responds. "But, I thought I heard him run downstairs. I think I know why... He thinks you might have been framed for breaking it. I need to talk to him now." Riley wonders who it could be, he thinks, but doesn't know. "Why wouldn't he assume I broke it?" He asks. Foxy starts to tell him. "He takes his depression out on someone, he's devastated so much he locks them in their room. They barely have food or water. You never heard any crying because the room is soundproof. They're afraid, they might have done the same thing..." Riley thinks... "If he locks him in his room? Why does he think he broke it here?" Foxy looks sad. "I let him out sometimes because I see him suffer. Sometimes I forget he was there, or forget to lock the door. He forgives me though, and locks them back in their room. Their name is Dawnlite..." Riley thinks, Dawnlite's sad all the time. He remembers he was Gunter's best friend too, but had to move Dawnlite with Skurry. Skurry recieved Dawnlite soon after he lost a lot of his friends. He thinks Dawnlite is a curse." Riley looks at Foxy. "Dawnlite... He's the one who's gonna suffer." Foxy sobs! "How can I help him?" Riley asks. Foxy thinks, he doesn't know how to stop Skurry. "I don't know either. I should go talk to him now. It's probably too late..." Foxy sobs. He checks Dawnlite's camera his phone, he sees Dawnlite in bed, sobbing. He always sobbed, but he doesn't seem to know about Riley breaking the laptop. "I need to go downstairs." Foxy says. Riley nods. "Wait, what if Skurry finds out?" Riley asks. "Then we'll have to take him out. We can't have this happen again." Foxy stands up. He looks sad, but he seems to be calm. "No... He would never hurt you. I'd miss him if I did... I don't think I could live without him..." Foxy sobs. "We need each other, and we need you too..." Riley says. Foxy smiles sadly. "I know." He says. Foxy goes downstairs. Riley sighs. He sits on the chair, thinking about Skurry. There's nothing he can do for him, and it hurts him to know. He then realizes something. He wants to see Foxy talk to him, he wants to make sure he's safe. He cares so much. He gets up and walks to the stairs. He reaches the bottom of the stairs. Foxy's looking at Skurry, he's not sure, he knows he has to let him know. Riley walks over, crying too. Skurry's chugging a bottle of beer, sad. He never drunk beer. Riley doesn't know it, but Foxy's terrified he'll become an alcoholic and become violent. He watches Skurry chug it, tears running down his face. He throws it away from him with his eyes closed. It hits Riley in the face. He cries!
Riley wakes up. He doesn't know how long he's been on the floor. He remembers Skurry drinking a green bottle. The shards of glass are around him. He rolls over to his belly, on top of the shards and cries out in pain! He struggles to get up. The room is quiet, he can only hear him cry. Skurry's not on the couch, and Foxy's not in sight. He sees a note on the table. He picks it up. He sees two sentences.
I love you.
Me too.
There's no signature. The handwritings are similar, but not different. He can't tell who wrote it, it may have been Skurry, Foxy, or both of them. He falls to his knees, sobbing... Then remembers something. "Dawnlite." He's in pain from the glass, and pulls out a shard. He's bleeding. He needs to go to Dawnlite's room. He tries to stand up, but he can't. His legs won't work! He screams, trying to get up. He finally succeeds. "I'm sorry, I couldn't save you..." He sobs, walking towards the door. He reaches it. He sobs, he can't bring himself to enter. He knows he doesn't wanna see Dawnlite's body, but he needs to know if he's alive. He struggles to reach the handle. He pushes it open, he steps inside. He closes it behind him. He's standing in the middle of a dark room. His eyes adjust to the darkness, and he can see Dawnlite. He's under the sheets. He doesn't know if he's crying or not, but he doesn't hear it. He kneels by the bedside. He touches Dawnlite's cheek, he feels cold. He looks at her, he can't believe what happened. He's gone. He's alone, except for Skurry. He sobs... Then he feels a hug. He opens his eyes. Dawnlite's hugging him. He sees the window was open, and remembers there was a blizzard. "Are you, okay... Riley?" Dawnlitecasks. "I'm sorry, Skurry drank a bottle of beer. I went to talk to him. I saw him drinking it, and I saw him throw it away. I felt it hit me..." He says. "When I woke up... They were gone." Dawnlite looks at his stomach. "He hit you on purpose, didn't he..." He asks. Riley looks down, he's bleeding from the glass. He looks back. Skurry wouldn't have saw him, it was probably an accident. Dawnlite holds his hand. He hugs him tigher, he's confused. "It's okay, I'm here." He whispers. Riley smiles. We should talk. Come here in bed.
***
Riley hugs Dawnlite in bed. "What... What is it?" Dawnlite looks at him. "I feel awful. I feel bad for Skurry. He's sad without his friends. Sometimes he comes and makes me feel bad. He came in and opened the window earlier during the blizzard. But, something was different. He would have yanked off the sheets. I would have froze within minutes..." Dawnlite looks sad. "I think he wants me to feel sad, he takes it out on me. But this time, he was absolutely devastated. I have no idea what happened. I fear he lost something important, but more than that... He looked like he lost everything." Dawnlite's sobbing. "Skurry's a good person, he just has anger issues. But... Wait... He never drunk beer. Maybe he would have a little, but..." Dawnlite tells him. Riley wants to tell him what's going on, he fears what would happen if he doesn't... But he knows Dawnlite will be mad. And he does want to talk about it. "I'm sorry... Do you mind if we talk later? I'm tired." He asks. Dawnlite nods. "Me too..." He replies. But, he thinks Skurry might be preparing to make Dawnlite feel the most miserable he's ever felt... He has to try! "I hope you're feeling better..." He whispers. Dawnlite nods. Riley kisses his forehead. "Please don't let him come near you again. He's dangerous. You don't deserve to be hurt." Dawnlite looks at him. "I deserve it, Foxy doesn't... Foxy's inseparable from him, I have to endure it!" Riley remembers Foxy had his feelings hurt, he doesn't wanna see him like that, but he doesn't wanna see Dawnlite suffer either. "Dawn... Have you ever... Broke, something?" He asks. Dawnlite cries. "I was terrified once, I had a horrible dream. I climbed the shelf to get to the top, but it fell on top of me." Dawnlite suffers. "I broke everything. My legs, my ribs, and all the things on display. Skurry came in and saw me unconcious. He couldn't lift it anyway, so he watched. I had to crawl out from under the shelf. He stared at me, I was terrified and in so much pain. I begged him to end me right there. He said... He couldn't... That would be mercy." Dawnlite sobs. Riley squeezes him and he cries out in agony! "NO! THEY'RE BROKEN!" He looks at Dawnlite. This must have been recent... "I've always been afraid of falling, even now. It's terrifying. I was scared Skurry would push me off the shelf again." Dawnlite looks at Riley.
"You weren't thinking Dawnlite. Would you rather have him push you off and hit the ground, or have the shelf fall on top of you like that?" He looks at Dawnlite. "The better option would be the first, you might hurt a little bit, but... The last one must have been horrible. How did you get out of there? You said he didn't help... I'm sure you would have already been in agony after it fell on top of you." Riley asks. Dawnlite looks at him. "I wish I hadn't. I wanted to live, but Skurry was watching me crawl out. He made me. If I stayed. I feared he would make the pain worse!" He whispers. "How long ago was this?" Riley asks. Dawnlite looks at him. "A couple days ago." Riley looks around. "I heard you were alone when it happened. Did anyone see you?" Dawnlite says. "Everyone was busy having a party. It was on Foxy's cousin's birthday. But... I'm not sure who else had a birthday. I heard Skurry gave them his laptop. Foxy's cousin didn't get anything other than cake." Dawnlite sobs... "But... No one saw you fall?" Riley asks. Dawnlite shakes his head. "No. The bookshelf fell over. Nobody even heard it because Skurry sound-proofed my room when I came here. He never wanted people to hear me cry because he didn't want others to help. If he lost me, he would likely take it out on Foxy. But, they're his best friend. He might repress it, and continue to repress it. He'll kill Foxy. He won't live with himself, and then he'll die too." Dawnlite seems inconsolable! "Riley... This was three days ago. I think you were here. Do you know what happened?" He asks. Riley looks at him. "Yeah. I remember Skurry being really upset. I wish I could have told him he shouldn't have done that." He answers. Dawnlite looks at him, confused. "You knew?" He asks. Riley looks at him. "Yeah. You remember there was too birthdays on the same day, right?" He asks. Dawnlite nods. "Yeah. You were here for a while. What's wrong?" He asks. Riley doesn't wanna answer. He can't lie to Dawnlite. "I... I went to get a drink..." Dawnlite looks. "What does that have to do with the birthday party? It was Riley's birthday, you remember? Foxy's cousin? The red fox? I'm sure you won't forget his name, it's the same name as yours. But, I need to know something." Riley looks. "Who else had a birthday that day? I saw a lot of presents left out. Everyone was talking about it." He questions. "I... I never knew who it was, but I remember hearing about Skurry give them his laptop. They had just hit a milestone, so Skurry gave him his most precious item. A gift from his best friend for his first birthday. They promised to take good care of it. If they couldn't, Skurry wouldn't have been able to. He was nervous." Riley thinks. Should he tell him? He fears he'll feel awful, but he'll feel worse if he doesn't know. Riley starts to sob, and hugs Dawnlite. Dawnlite cries in pain, trying to free himself. Riley looks scared. He feels guilty, and he knows he should stop. But, he can't. Riley releases him, and looks at him. "I'm sorry..." He whispers. "It's alright. It's..." Dawnlite stares at him in silence, he has tears in his eyes. Riley notices, he doesn't wanna see him cry, but Skurry's so depressed. He fears if he doesn't know what happened, he'll be much worse! Riley tries to smile. "They don't know. We got into an argument, and... I left. I told Skurry I wasn't coming back until he decided we could be friends again. I felt terrible." Dawnlite looks at him... "You'd... Hurt... Him like that? He needs you!" He feels it in his heart, he can tell something's wrong. "Riley... You're lying..." He sobs... "He's your best friend! How could you leave him?! I don't understand! Why did you do that?!" He begs. Riley can't look him in the eye. "I... I'm sorry. I... It's... I'm going to go now..." He runs out of the room, crying in fear, but bumps into the door. It was closed, and he can't open it! He feels his face turning red. He knows he's gonna explode into a tantrum of guilt. He realizes he can't lie to Dawnlite. They had a best friend in common, it was Gunter. He remembers Gunter isn't here, this was Skurry's house, and he rarely ever visits. He feels the tears coming... Riley feels hopeless. He runs into the bathroom, and then the smell hits him. It was much worse, but he realized it was Dawnlite's bathroom, not his. He didn't use it, he quickly runs out and shuts the door, caughing from the smell. He remembers Dawnlite's butt smells like pure swamp ass. He feels embarrassed, and he knows he's gonna suffer in there. He can't go in there, he hears Dawnlite's voice shake. "Riley!" He looks back. His remembers the look on Foxy's face when he was suffering. He sees Dawnlite's face, he has that look. Tears come down his face. "Riley... You didn't... You didn't hurt Skurry, did you?" He asks. Riley shakes his head no. "Thanks..." He says through his tears. "But that doesn't really explain why be was devastated. Foxy came in here earlier, he looked like he wanted to tell me something. He couldn't say anything other than 'Be strong.' I asked him what he meant, he repeated it, and he ran out crying... Please, tell me what's wrong..." Dawnlite seems to be begging Riley, but Riley's scared. Dawnlite's gonna be depressed for a long time, but if he doesn't... Three of his best friends would suffer, and he would never see them again. He looks at Dawnlite, suffering... "Dawnlite... I'm sorry..." He looks away. "Riley! Look at me!" Riley looks back, his eyes are red from tears. Dawnlite closes his eyes. "Just tell me what happened! I need to know." Riley's scared. He doesn't know where Skurry and Foxy are. He remembers when he woke up their car wasn't there. He fears what might happen to him when they get back. He has no choice. "I... I was terrified..." Riley sobs. "I saw something, and broke my laptop..." Riley cries! Dawnlite looks at him. "Riley... When did you get a laptop? I never knew you had one..." He sounds confused. Riley tries to hold in his sobs. "I... I stole it... From Skurry..." He cries. Dawnlite is shocked! "No! Riley, you can't steal things from people! No wonder he's devastated! But... He gave it away three days ago. How did you steal something he didn't have?" Riley can't keep up with Dawnlite's questions. "I... I just... I took it." He sobs. "Riley... That's not right, you should've asked!" He looks at Dawnlite. He's trying to tell the truth indirectly to not hurt his feelings, but... He can tell Dawnlite's getting the wrong idea. "Did you steal it... At the birthday party?" Dawnlite asks. "Yeah... I went to get some food, and I saw the computer... It was open, it was a..." Riley's starting to panic. He knows he shouldn't be telling him this, but he needs to tell someone. "It had a snake logo." Dawnlite looks at him. "It was Razer?! No! Those are expensive! Foxy spent all his money on that! He realized he barely had enough before Skurry woke up, and went to the electronics store. He had no money after buying it, not even a dollar." Dawnlite sobs! "Riley... Why would you take it? Skurry told me he gave it away, the birthday boy made a promise to take care of it! Now he's devastated. He's probably looking for it for three days, you need to return the laptop to the person he gave it to! If not, he won't ever get anything from Skurry again. Skurry might stop being his friend, and never invite the birthday boy over." Dawnlite's sobbing so much! Riley's glad to hear Skurry's okay, but he's worried about Foxy. "I... I don't know. I just... I thought I could give him a new one..." He's losing control of his tears. He realizes he never told Dawnlite when his birthday was. It was three days ago, the day Dawnlite's talking about. He knew it was Foxy's cousin's birthday, but not his. He sobs. "Dawnlite, I have to go! I'll get Skurry's laptop first thing tomorrow morning." Dawnlite's still sobbing. Riley wants to run out of the room, but it's dark. He doesn't see the door. He wonders how it's dark if it was day before he spoke to Dawnlite. He realizes the windows block off all the light, and looks at Dawnlite. He has no choice but to tell the truth. He would always hate himself if he lied. "Yes... I took it because I felt bad for not giving Foxy a present." Riley sobs! Dawnlite looks at him. "Why did you feel bad for not getting him a gift? It wasn't his birthday. I heard Gunter was here during the birthday. I think I should call him and ask who had their birthday that day.* Riley looks at him. Dawnlite pulls out his phone, and waits for Gunter to answer. Riley feels his heart rate increasing. His mouth is dry again. He wants a drink very bad, but he's scared to leave Dawnlite's side. He sees a reflection on the wall of Dawnlite's rings, and notices three rootbeer cans on the edge of the bed. He's thirsty as hell. He needs it. "Hello?" Dawnlite says. Riley can't hear Gunter, but knows he picked up. He can hear Dawnlite. "Gunter? I need to ask you something. I have someone here but... I need to know who's birthday was three days ago." Riley sees the drinks, he opens up a can and begins to chug nervously. Dawnlite glances at him. He loves rootbeer, just like him and Gunter. He lets him drink. "Yeah, I know it was Riley's birthday. Foxy's cousin got him cake, I heard he accidentally melted it and the other person gave him a slice." He listens... Riley chugged the whole can by now. "What? What do you mean it was Riley's birthday. You already told me, and I know." Dawnlite's confused. "Gunter. You used to be my best friend, you hardly ever talk to Riley." Dawnlite listens. "Another Riley? There's not another animal named Riley that I know..." Dawnlite says, Riley watches... The moment he hears the name Riley, he remembers! He hears it over and over again. It was Riley's birthday, but. He's confused. "A... A Pokemon. Like, you and me? Not an animal like Skurry or Foxy? ...What Pokemon is it?" Dawnlite questions. He finally gets his answer. "A... A Riolu... I don't know any Riolu also named-" He realizes what's going on... "Wait, Skurry gave him the laptop? Why? You never told me it was his birthday, neither did he..." Dawnlite's sad. "Where is he now?" He asks. He freezes at the response. "Wait, I'm at Skurry's house... Are you sure he's here? I'm in my room with..." He looks at Riley. "Gunter... It's him. Riley Riolu... I forgot about his birthday." Dawnlite sobs! Riley can't believe it. "Dawnlite, please calm down!" Dawnlite sobs. He asks some more questions. He wants to know where Skurry's at. "I don't know!" He asks. Dawnlite listens on the phone. "Gunter?! Why do I hear turbulence..." No response, Gunter hangs up. Dawnlite looks at Riley, sobbing, they hear what sounds like a meteor falling out of the sky. There's a loud crash, they brace, but they're okay. Dawnlite gasps. "I think that was in front of the house!  Check the door!" He's panicking. Riley tries to leave the room, the door is locked. Dawnlite rushes over to try and unlock it. He can't. He grabs Riley's paw and places it on the scanner, this time it unlocks. "There!" He opens the door, they both rush to the closed entrance. They notice the front door is closed. They're both crying. They look at each other, wondering who should open the door. They're scared of what they might see, but they have to open it. Dawnlite places his hand on the scanner, and it unlocks. He looks at Riley. "I should open it." Riley says, "You're suffering! I can't let you! I should do it." Dawnlite looks scared. "One of us should do it, but not both. Whoever opens the door, the other covers their eyes. If you hear fear, run." Dawnlite tells him. "Now... Which one of us should open it?" Riley looks at him, "It'll be worse if we both watch." Dawnlite agrees. Riley closes his eyes, he's ready to run away from this nightmare. Dawnlite opens the door and gasps! "Gunter! Why is there smoke behind you?!" Riley almost makes a run for it, but realizes there wouldn't be smoke behind him if Gunter was okay. He decides to look. Gunter's standing at the front, smiling. But, he sees fire in the forest... "Hey..." Riley says, worrying. His tail wags, but he's still worried. He's glad to see Gunter, but... "I MISSED YOU!" He can't control himself, and rushes over to hug him. Dawnlite feels bad for him. "Where were you?" Dawnlite asks. "I had some business in Russia." He says. Riley's relieved. "So, why are you burning down the forest?" He asks. Gunter smiles. "That was a side effect of my mission, look." He says. He presents what looks like a Russian war jet. He crashed it on the street and it slid to the driveway, the fire is spreading in the forest because of the oil. "Aren't you cold?" Dawnlite asks. "No, but that's why I set the forest on fire." Dawnlite questions him. "Where did you even learn to fly a warjet? You were never in the army.* Gunter responds. "It's just like playing Grand Theft Auto, all you gotta do is blow things up and not die. And don't forget to follow the damn train! Oh wait, I blew it up too. Mission passed, respect upgraded." Gunter laughs. "You've been playing Grand Theft Auto?" Dawnlite asks. Gunter nods. "For hours every day... I knew my mission." He tells Dawnlite. "Mission? I wanna try!" Gunter says. "You know I'm not afraid. You'd be scared shitless flying 420 miles per hour at a 69 degree altitude then dive bombing straight into the street at 1337 miles per hour, besides. They won't miss their plane." Dawnlite says. "I left them a decoy... Bombs!" He shouts. Dawnlite panics. "What?! You wanna start a war?!" Gunter responds immediately. "I snuck into their base at night while all the soldiers are asleep. I knew the guards would be because I drugged them with roofies. I rigged every plane with uranium bombs except one. This morning, I stole the other plane, the guards were still knocked out, but the solders that tries to fly after me blew up." Gunter says. "That must be one hell of a hangover when they wake up." Dawnlite says. "Yep! The guards are all gay. You know how that ends up in an orgy, right?" Riley looks, he thinks of something he saw earlier in search history. He goes for it. "Anal rape? They die?" He asks. "Yep!" Gunter says. Dawnlite looks at him. "Why was it a plane?" He asks. Gunter responds. "September 11th is memorial day, and both Riley's birthdays. Turns out some random people who don't say anything other than 'Allahu Akbar' tried that shit in Manhattan. America was under attack, so I thought I'd bring the Russians here. They should be just as fucked as Ukraine." He laughs. "What?! Are you serious or sarcastic?!" He asks. "Both. I'm kidding about everything except Grand Theft Auto. I love that game!" He says. Dawnlite breathes a sigh of relief. Gunter puts a paw on his shoulder. "Actually, I'm only kidding about Grand Theft Auto. I'm more of a Red Dead Redemption player." He tells them. "No... Why?!" Dawnlite asks. "Why do you prefer Red Dead?" He's terrified. Gunter's responds. "You know why. Horse Shit." Riley Riolu faints at the smell of the booze on Gunter's breath as he says that. Dawnlite knows that no matter how much he drinks, Gunter can't get drunk. He knows he's like that. He takes Riley Riolu to bed, sobbing...