"Zhere is only so much I can do for Jackaboy medically. Ideally, I vould have Marvin help, however-"

"Marvin is still behaving like Jameson." Jack finished grimly, Schneep nodding as Jackaboy abruptly crumpled to his knees like a puppet with its strings cut.

"Schiesse, I vill have to do vhat I can for him here since it vould only hurt Jackaboy more if I moved him." Schneep cursed irritably, helping Jackaboy lay down on the ground as the hero coughed up a thin string of blood.

"A piece of his broken ribs must have punctured one of his internal organs, he doesn't have much time if I don't find a vay to stop zhe internal bleeding and somehow mend zhe broken ribs." Schneep muttered under his breath.

"Jameson, I need you to bring me mein tools and some whiskey." Schneep directed, Jameson nodding as he darted inside.

"Whiskey? Doc, I don't think now's a good time to drink." Chase chimed in nervously, a ghost of a smile gracing Schneep's face.

"It is to numb zhe pain for Jackaboy and to keep mein hands steady." Schneep explained as Jameson returned with the requested supplies.

"I'll find Marvin." Anti volunteered gruffly, striding inside with his knife in hand as he looked around for the former magician.

M.M was sitting in the living room with Robbie, the zombie still confused and wary of him.

"Look Marvin, I don't really have the time to be nice about this," Anti growled as he dragged M.M off of the couch and slammed him against the wall, pressing his knife against M.M's cheek.

"If you don't want me to hurt you, you're going to have to talk." Anti directed tersely, nicking M.M cheek to create a splotch of blood on his face that trailed down and dripped onto the floor.

M.M started to raise his hands before Anti abruptly head butted him, the former magician stunned as his head hit the wall.

"Use your words, I know you can you son of a bitch!" Anti snarled impatiently, leaving a slightly larger cut on the mute's shoulder.

M.M opened his mouth in a silent cry of pain as tears welled in his eyes, his body trembling while Anti moved his knife to M.M's arm.

"I don't know if whatever the hell you did to me to make me act like Chase is still affecting me, but god damnit I'm not going to let Jackaboy die like this!" Anti shouted furiously, stabbing the knife into the mute's forearm.

A barely audible whimper escaped M.M, Anti gritting his teeth as he kept inflicting more and more pain to get Marvin to return to his normal self.

"The hell are you doing?!"

Anti turned to see Jack standing in the doorway, the glitch's moment of distraction allowing M.M to slump to the ground against the wall.

"I've almost fixed this-"

"The only thing you're almost doing is killing Marvin, and that is sure as hell not helping anything!" Jack interrupted, rubbing his face with an exasperated sigh.

"I'll try talking to Marvin if I can, go outside with the others." Jack instructed sternly, the glitch opening his mouth to protest.

"J-Jack?"

Both Jack and Anti turned their attention to Marvin as he managed to stagger to his feet, his body covered in cuts and his cat mask stained with blood.

"Marvin, Jackaboy needs your help right now." Jack pleaded, Marvin managing a nod as he limped towards the door.

Anti rolled his eyes as he practically dragged the magician outside to the wounded hero, Schneep doing his best to keep Jackaboy alive.

"Stay vith me damnit!" Schneep cried, Jackaboy's head lying in the German's lap while the others watched silently.

"Let me see what I can do." Marvin murmured, Jackaboy's shallow breathing raspy as he slipped in and out of consciousness.

The magician kneeled by Jackaboy and started muttering incoherently under his breath, his hands resting on Jackaboy's torso as they started to glow green.

Within moments, all of the internal damage done to Jackaboy was healed, the hero's breathing returning to normal as Marvin passed out from blood loss and exhaustion.

"So...what exactly happened with you guys while I was gone?" Jack prompted the group of his egos, Wilford, Dark, Dr. Iplier, and Google returning to Mark since everything was returned to normal.

"None of us can remember what we did when we switched personalities bro." Chase spoke up with a shrug, Jack letting out a long sigh.

"As long as we don't have to start over this nightmare, then I guess that's fine."