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"Dandy you can't be serious!"
Vee responded with her voice box cracking.
"I promise it'll just be for a couple of days!- uh- ichor is dripping from the pipes, I'll t-take care of it! You toons just gotta stay in your respective rooms until then!"
Dandy spoke fast, panicked even.
"And the others?"
Astro questioned
"The others...? Oh- OH yes, yes they'll be taken care of. Can't have any toon put in harms way!! Ahahha.."
Dandy responded quicker then before- if that was even possible.
"So. They'll also be waiting in their rooms until you and Dyle sort this out?"
Astro added, just to clarify as Dandy is never good with details.
"Yeah... Oh of course-! W-what else did you have in mind? Ahaha Silly Astro!"
Dandy basically shoved all his fellow main toons into their living quarters (which was a relatively small floor with rooms for all the mains.)
The elevator door slammed shut and that was about it. I mean, it's just leaking pipes... why does everyone have to wait it out in there rooms?
......
(back to the present... where did we leave off- oh yeah Astro crashing out and loosing a fucking hand... good times)
The cast made it out the elevator as Astro was struggling to keep his composer.
"IT HURTS-! UGHH.."
His whole body shivered as the world started to spin and he wanted to throw up just at the sight of alllll that of his own ichor, let alone the feeling.
"Anyone have bandages?!"
Shelly panicked
"If I knew THIS would happen- I would have!" Sprout was clearly having a very large mix of emotions running through this head, making one very unpleasant soup of feelings.
Astro hunched over, he was definitely gonna throw up now. His vision was getting more and more blurry. Pebble whined beside him, holding Astros' blanket in his mouth.
Sprout paused everything in his mind to focus on one thing- Stop the bleeding. What to use? We have no medical kits... I have a nice scarf.. maybe I could-
"U-use my blanket-"
Astro muttered while holding back sobs. Ichor pooled into the wooden floors beneath him.
"You sure?, it's-"
"JUST STOP THE FUCKING BLEEDING"
"Right."
Sprout took the blanket from Pebble and ripped a large portion of it off. A large *RIIIIPPP* Echoed in the small room the elevator seemed to drop them off in. Astro found a crate near by to sit under and lean on for support, Sprout got in close to help. With the other three mains sourounded the pair on thr floor.
He quickly began wrapping it around whatever was left of the hand. He wasn't one to give comfort but with every whine and wince from Astros shaking body. He couldn't just do this in silence.
"You're doing good- I'm almost done"
"Uhh- ghhh.. It hurts.."
A couple of seconds passed in somewhat quiet, other than Astro sobbing from pain and a mix of what he'd seen of Brightney. And Sprout was done- only to see that the blood soaked throat almost immediately.
He frowned before speaking up.
"Hey, you three go do mechines- it's best we keep moving. I'll deal with Astro."
Pebble barked in agreement or just because he's a dog. Shelly looked a little nervous to leave Astro.
"I don't think-"
"He's right Shelly. Come on- Astro will be fine." Vee kinda just dragged Shelly away as she didn't want to break eye contact with her injured friend.
A couple more rounds of wrapping more makeshift bandages around Astros bleeding hand just for it to soak through again and the ring of a completed machine every few minutes. Sprout broke the silence that came creeping back between them. Also to he'll clear Astros mind from the pain.
"Soo... four arms?"
Sprout questioned while ripping more of Astro's precious blanket to apply.
"Y-yeah... Deliaha made a mistake in my c-creation.. Ugh-!"
"Shh.. I know it hurts- just keep talking."
Sprout reassured.
"She thought it was simply better if I just hid it.. c-cause in the show.. I don't have a set of freak arms..."
"Huh..."
With the final ringing of a machine being completed, Sprout helped Astro into the opening elevator as the pair waited for the other mains to return.
"Feeling any better?"
"Kinda... god- it still hurts."
Astro muttered.
Vee, Shelly and Pebble all came into vision from around the corner. All looking very... disturbed.
"It's not just Brightney.."
Vee stated, getting in the elevator.
"We saw Looey and Tisha... They we're both like.. sick- or something.. they- They-"
Shelly stuttered
"Tried hurting us- something is definitely wrong with their minds... not to mention the amount of Ichor that covered them."
Vee responded
How many more toons where like that?
"We've got questions for Dandy- that's for sure." Sprout spat.
The gang continued down, they couldn't speak to Dandy just yet, as he didn't appear ever other floor.
......
As Shelly filled up a machine with her head in thought, she turned to Astro, who was doing a machine next to her. He gripped whatever was left of his beloved blanket and held his injured hand close, letting his star floaty things to the work. Pebble notably sitting at Shelly's feet, probably wanting a pat.
"Do... do you think we can turn them back?"
Shelly questioned
Astro paused.
"I mean.. we're made of ichor. And it's the same thing that seems to turn them sick. Its not unlikely we can reverse it.
Astro was stuck on this concept... it seems possible.
"Well there's one place we can get answers." Shelly said pretty confidently.
Astro nodded, bitting his lip to avoid the pain festering in his hand.
It was starting to get really REALLY repetitive now, doing the machines and going back in the elevator and they weren't even that far down.
Everyone clustered back in the elevator and waited for Dandy to pop up. And when he did, notably he was eyeing Astro.. probably didn't want to get punched again. Astro contained his rage and turned away to let the others ask the big question.
"Well- hello friends! Any tapes?"
"What happen to the others?"
Vee almost commanded.
"I have no idea-"
"Cut the bullshit."
Sprout snapped.
"Give me all your tapes."
Dandy bargained.
Sprout rolled his eyes but plopped all the tapes out from his baking apron onto the counter.
"Fine... ichor has infected their bodies.. making them, what I call 'twisted'..."
Dandy huffed, letting that fuckass smile falter
"Are they in pain- or in control of themselves?" Vee questioned again, hoping for more answers.
"I don't know if they're in pain... but they're definitely not in control of their actions"
The gang all looked around at each other, well that confirms their suspicion.
"Well of that's all I'll be goin-"
"Wait-!"
Shelly interrupted
"How far down is Deliahas' lab?"
Shelly questioned. Which left the others staring at her. Why does she care about that?
"Mmhhh- about 26 floors down? Why do you care?"
Dandy replied, his happy-go-lucky persona falling off.
"Take us there."
Shelly demanded, she sounded so confident, so out of character for her. She's normal so polite.
"Well... you'll have to do my machines on the way- but if you get to 26 floors down.. fine, you can go to her old lab."
Dandy spoke with mockery, like he knew she couldn't make it that far.
He disappeared soon after realising no one wanted to buy stuff, just use him for answers.