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Two rushed into the Emergency Room and begged to get help for their child. Groaning of displeasure if heard from another hospital room.
The groaning was coming from none other than Yin. Yin had been in the hospital for about 9 hours tops, and he's still merged with Yang. Yin is fucking pissed because Yang did something really stupid.
His fellow soundcloud rappers Dib, Cartman, and some guy named midoriya was here. Cartman wasn't very pleased with what had happened to yin and genuinely wanted to kill the both of them "The fuck happened to you ho" Cartman asked him displeased. "This dumbass decided to get high off his rocks. He had a syringe. He was drinking that shit like apple juice." Yin responded Yang groaned like an old man. His heart monitor was slowing down. He was in critical danger. Dib was actually more angry than any of them. "WE HAD A STABLE CAREER!!!!! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!!?!?!?!!!!!" Dib yelled enraged "Calm down, baldie. We don't have time for this." Cartman said. Trying to calm down. "I'M NOT EVEN-" "Yeah guys we have to get to the Ancient Cookie ass eating competition." "SHADOW MILK COOKIE?????" They all asked with shock "FROM COOKIE RUN KINGDOM?" "Heh that's me~~!!! WE gotta hurry before WE'RE late. *WE* have some serious ass to eat." Shadow milk cookie unenthusiastically added "COME ON GUYS!!! WE don't wanna be late!" "「私たち」とは誰ですか" Haruka asked. "I'm too high for this bullshit." Yang finally spoke. "What.. *Violent coughing* the hell is a blue bell Twink doing at my hospital bed *more violent coughing. Retching even.*" "Yang you're not well! Stop talking!" Yin panicked. "LET HIM COUGH! HE DESERVES TO DIE!" Dib furiously added. "Who's that chick?" Cartman asked. "私は沢村遥です。" Haruka said "Yo. Someone *retching* get a translater.." Yang asked, frail and weak. "No Yang! We must be the obsebers! We can learn a new language!" "Did you just say 'obserber'" As Cartman was about to make fun of Yin, Yang started violently coughing again. His condition was getting even worst and his health monitor started to show low signs of heart movement. "WHAT THE FUCK" Dib exclaimed. Yang's life support was unplugged! By who? "WHAT HAPPENED DUDE?" "何が起こっているの???" Confusion was exchanged from all corners of the room. "Yang! Bro! Answer me! What's wrong!" Yin cried. Scared for his comrade. "Someone..... pulled.... pluggg...." They all look over to see Shadow Milk Cookie next to the unplugged life support. Charging his phone. Making a tier list. "CALL A MEDIC" Yang's health started to decline rapidly. His condition growing weaker and more stale. "Tell...... my wife........ I love her...." Yang muttered weakly. "But Yang.. You don't have a wif-" "SHET........... THA ........FUH .............UH" Yang weakly yelled. His vocal cords cut out. "私は出発します" Haruka swiftly exit the room. Not wanting to involve herself with this malarkey. "DUDDE! YOU CUT MY BRO'S LIFE SUPPORR! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!!!!" Yin cried out. "Yeah. My phone was gonna die? Stupid." SMC muttered. "MOTHERFUCKER MY BROTHERS ORE IMPORTANT THAN YOUR FONE!" Medics rushed in to tend to the commotion but it was too late. Yang had passed. The monitor beeped out. His life cut short. "What happened?!" A doctor demanded answers and everyone pointed to SMC. "You unplugged his life support!? ARE YOU SERIOUS?????" The doctor furiously asked. "Oh my goodness! I told you all! My phone was about to die!" "YOU KILLED A PATIENT!" "It's as deep as a puddle. Relaxx!!! He'll be fine.." "HE'S DEAD!" As the doctor and SMC kept going back and forth Dib and Cartman looked at each other. "What does this mean for our SoundCloud career dude? Should we make a song about this? Dib asked. "Yah. Let's bank on this." "Bank? But we only get like.. 20 streams every two son-" Cartman interrupted with loud shushing. "WE STILL NEED PROFIT.!! I'll call my mem and she can pick us up." Yin seethed and stared at SMC with a cold glare. "I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!!!" A few doctors had to hold him back from going crazy. The commotion from the other room meant nothing to two, They were worried about playtime. Her condition was critical. They took her little hand in theirs, holding it tight, and never letting go. "It's going to be okay playtime.." To be continuedd.......