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He sat in the bunker, his legs curled up and pressed at tighly as he could pull them to his chest. His head burried in his kneecaps and his arms wrapped around his ankles. Once neatly kept brunette hair flopped over the front of his kneecaps, burnt at the end.
What had happened to them all, that it should turn out like this.
What indeed.

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He was downstairs working on the newly broken hydron colider. Why on earth Honeydew had decided to go and swim in the water just because Lalna dared him to he would never know. Sure he wasn't one to give up on a dare, but if Lalna had suggested that to him, he would have sneekily suggested something a little safer.

He placed the final peice of glass down when someone nudged him on his ankle. "Jesus christ Honeydew."
"Sup?" the dwarf had a jug of beer in his grip and seemed tipsy on his feet. He began nudging the spacemans ankles, almost knocking him from his perch.
"Honeydew, stop it!" the dwarf just giggled at him and when he saw that the spaceman was having difficulty clinging onto the side of the glass to stop himself from falling off the nerd pole, he decided to give him a massive shuv.

SPLASH!

The spaceman swam up to the surface of the water, taking in a large gulp of air.
He wondered how he would get out of there, it was too high for him to reach the edges of the glass, but still he tried.
"Rrrrr." he groaned, anger pressing on his skull slightly. In the end he came to the conclusion that he would have to break the glass at the bottom, and cause a spill. Damage that he would have to clear up again later.
Swimming down he began to knock away at the glass bottom.

Lalna walked down the stairs, a pint of beer in his hand, though he seemed to still be sober.
He laughed aloud when he saw the spaceman, who was hunched over on his knees, sobbing wet and spluttering water everywhere.
"What happened?" the scientist asked, obviously amused by this.
"What do you think fucking happened?!" the spaceman stood up, slipping slightly in the water but regaining his balance so that he could march over to the two.
"What always happens?!" he threw his arm out to the side in an annoyed motion and marched even closer.

"Calm down mate, i'm sure Honeydew didn't mean to do it."
"Yes he did! He always does, he's come in drunk, and like always he's decided to come and mess around with me and the thing i've spent all day fixing!" he was angry, they could tell in his voice. And he was hardly ever angry.
Even when Honeydew had pushed him into a river off the edge of a boat, or pushed him off of a cravace over a pool of lava, where he had to hold onto the side while his dwarven friend stopped laughing.
"I didn-"
"No ovcourse you didn't! You have no consideration for me or the amount of fucking work I do around here!"
"I-"
"While you just fuck around, drinking and playing dares, who's the one who spends nights awake clearing up your shitty mess?! Who's the one who always has your back while you push him into a hydron colider, and TURN IT ON?!"

At this point Lalna raised his hands up to the spaceman, who was now yelling at the dwarf "Now Xeph, calm down."
"No, no i'm not gonna calm down." Lalna looked a bit offended by the spacemans harsh tone. "You're just as bad! Coming into a secure zone with a pint of bear in your hand?! Oh I get it, you're a 'scientist', well woopty-FUCKING-doo! If you're so clever then maybe next time you see Honeydew puking over one of the machine, you'll clean it up and get an electric shock that almost kills you! I sure as hell won't be the one to clear it up!"
"Why's that then?"
"Because... I QUIT!"

And with that the spaceman stormed past his friends and marched out of the bunker, slamming the door after him.

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He didn't need them two, he could start his own bunker, he did have some supplies already. But as he ventured further and further from his friends an aching feeling reached the pit of his stomach. It wasn't hunger, it wasn't rage. It was a slight feeling of... Depression.

He couldn't continue walking any more, so sat down on a large rounded rock, that pointed towards the sky. He was only about 30 feet away from Ridge's tree base, the base he had rebuilt after the first nuclear war.
Small shocks corsed through his body every few seconds, they would have been a bit more painful but for the adrenaline that still corsed through his body.

He never realised the reaper fly up behind him as he sat with his knees rested on a lower bit of the rock. His fingers were placed together and rested against his lips as he looked to the bunker he had come from.
"What's up?" Ridge asked, though he looked slightly amused showing that he knew the spaceman was pissed off.
"Go to hell Ridge."

The reaper felt taken back by this, he opened his mouth, but closed it streight away, leaning his head downwards slightly and smirking.
"I have some pills if you need them."
The spaceman sighed and turned his head to the reaper.
Soon after he climbed down from the rock and followed the flying man inside.

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He sat in the bunker, his legs curled up and pressed at tighly as he could pull them to his chest. His head burried in his kneecaps and his arms wrapped around his ankles. Once neatly kept brunette hair flopped over the front of his kneecaps, burnt at the end.
What had happened to them all, that it should turn out like this.
What indeed.

*------*------*

He was downstairs working on the newly broken hydron colider. Why on earth Honeydew had decided to go and swim in the water just because Lalna dared him to he would never know. Sure he wasn't one to give up on a dare, but if Lalna had suggested that to him, he would have sneekily suggested something a little safer.

He placed the final peice of glass down when someone nudged him on his ankle. "Jesus christ Honeydew."
"Sup?" the dwarf had a jug of beer in his grip and seemed tipsy on his feet. He began nudging the spacemans ankles, almost knocking him from his perch.
"Honeydew, stop it!" the dwarf just giggled at him and when he saw that the spaceman was having difficulty clinging onto the side of the glass to stop himself from falling off the nerd pole, he decided to give him a massive shuv.

SPLASH!

The spaceman swam up to the surface of the water, taking in a large gulp of air.
He wondered how he would get out of there, it was too high for him to reach the edges of the glass, but still he tried.
"Rrrrr." he groaned, anger pressing on his skull slightly. In the end he came to the conclusion that he would have to break the glass at the bottom, and cause a spill. Damage that he would have to clear up again later.
Swimming down he began to knock away at the glass bottom.

Lalna walked down the stairs, a pint of beer in his hand, though he seemed to still be sober.
He laughed aloud when he saw the spaceman, who was hunched over on his knees, sobbing wet and spluttering water everywhere.
"What happened?" the scientist asked, obviously amused by this.
"What do you think fucking happened?!" the spaceman stood up, slipping slightly in the water but regaining his balance so that he could march over to the two.
"What always happens?!" he threw his arm out to the side in an annoyed motion and marched even closer.

"Calm down mate, i'm sure Honeydew didn't mean to do it."
"Yes he did! He always does, he's come in drunk, and like always he's decided to come and mess around with me and the thing i've spent all day fixing!" he was angry, they could tell in his voice. And he was hardly ever angry.
Even when Honeydew had pushed him into a river off the edge of a boat, or pushed him off of a cravace over a pool of lava, where he had to hold onto the side while his dwarven friend stopped laughing.
"I didn-"
"No ovcourse you didn't! You have no consideration for me or the amount of fucking work I do around here!"
"I-"
"While you just fuck around, drinking and playing dares, who's the one who spends nights awake clearing up your shitty mess?! Who's the one who always has your back while you push him into a hydron colider, and TURN IT ON?!"

At this point Lalna raised his hands up to the spaceman, who was now yelling at the dwarf "Now Xeph, calm down."
"No, no i'm not gonna calm down." Lalna looked a bit offended by the spacemans harsh tone. "You're just as bad! Coming into a secure zone with a pint of bear in your hand?! Oh I get it, you're a 'scientist', well woopty-FUCKING-doo! If you're so clever then maybe next time you see Honeydew puking over one of the machine, you'll clean it up and get an electric shock that almost kills you! I sure as hell won't be the one to clear it up!"
"Why's that then?"
"Because... I QUIT!"

And with that the spaceman stormed past his friends and marched out of the bunker, slamming the door after him.

------------

He didn't need them two, he could start his own bunker, he did have some supplies already. But as he ventured further and further from his friends an aching feeling reached the pit of his stomach. It wasn't hunger, it wasn't rage. It was a slight feeling of... Depression.

He couldn't continue walking any more, so sat down on a large rounded rock, that pointed towards the sky. He was only about 30 feet away from Ridge's tree base, the base he had rebuilt after the first nuclear war.
Small shocks corsed through his body every few seconds, they would have been a bit more painful but for the adrenaline that still corsed through his body.

He never realised the reaper fly up behind him as he sat with his knees rested on a lower bit of the rock. His fingers were placed together and rested against his lips as he looked to the bunker he had come from.
"What's up?" Ridge asked, though he looked slightly amused showing that he knew the spaceman was pissed off.
"Go to hell Ridge."

The reaper felt taken back by this, he opened his mouth, but closed it streight away, leaning his head downwards slightly and smirking.
"I have some pills if you need them."
The spaceman sighed and turned his head to the reaper.
Soon after he climbed down from the rock and followed the flying man inside.