Uzi got up from her hiding spot, nearly passing out from the pain. She prodded her ribs a little, and almost failed to suppress a scream.

'Still broken, okay...'

She walked over to her gun, and picked it up. She looked at Rave-N, still bleeding out on the ground. She felt a little sad.

"A-ahh... Biscuits... I-I'm so-cough sorry... I r-ruined your card game... <em>hack</em> Then m-cough gag cough made you h-ave an awkward m-m-moment with y-your d-d-dad..."

"And I-I cough made you rebel like an a-cough an angsty teen, which 

wheeze got you killed. Though, you also tried, and almost cough succeeded, to kill me, so morality calls this a hack draw."

Uzi crawled up the metal crate, then the wall. She didn't get far. The moment she tried to get up the wall, her ribs cracked a little more, and she fell.

"hack F-for the record, that was th-the lamest heel-face turn in h-history. cough Was that supp-osed to be you sw-switching sides?"

"B-being r-" N coughed up blood, and the blood puddle just kept growing. "Being rebellious is alot h-harder than it l-looks...." A tear fell. "Th-thanks for showing me the ropes."

"Nuh-uh! No bonding thing! You just killed alot of p-gags people idiot."

N felt his heart break. "That's super f-fair..." His voice caught in whatever was left of his throat. "I-I screwed up..."

"UHHHHhhhhhhhh...... FINE! But only because I need your help! Now, let's fix up that wound..."

"Hahahhh... I'm going to die..."