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I was now lying on the ground after days of being practically tortured, holding my stomach.

It was hurting for some unknown reason.

I felt like I would throw up at any moment, and every time I tried to eat I couldn't.

I still didn't know how long I've been gone, although I've missed quite a few episodes of Steven Universe.

The good thing was that I was able to catch up with it because, even though he's basically a dick, he lets me use my phone.

The WiFi is good, too.

Well, kinda.

I just held my stomach, watching Error walk back and fourth until he stopped in front of me.

"Hey, puppet, you okay?"

"What does it look like?"

"I'm not sure."

"Welp, fyi, Error, I'm actually doing just fine."

"Well, then, time to torture-"

"I was being sarcastic, smartass."

"..."

"My stomach is hurting like crazy, so why don't you go and get me some medicine or whatever.

"Ugh, whatever."

He opened up a portal and then jumped through.

Yay, he was gone.

For now.