Happy Monday! :D

Despite having a week of annoying revisions and doing pages of work over thanks to a script slip, I am in a good mood. MAY IT LAST!

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Evil looked at Prozac, who seemed frozen. A swirl of green flowed around his feet. Lionel cackled again, the noise far creepier and annoying when it echoed all around them. 

Evil tried again, “Prozac?” Still frozen. He stepped closer and nudged Prozac with his colander. “Prozac!” Nothing. Shit. Now they were in it, if he couldn’t get Prozac to snap out of it. Maybe he would just blink out and leave Evil alone here. “Proooooozaaaac!” He poked his brother hard in the belly with the colander, then felt a sudden tearing in his shoulder. Evil looked down in shock as his left arm just fell off. More like tore away from his shoulder with a disturbing squelching noise, and splashed down by his feet. He reared back, clamping his remaining hand over his mouth as his stomach suddenly roiled with nausea. His eyes streamed as he heaved, and suddenly Prozac was there, an arm around his shoulder, and a paw running soothing pats down his back. He mumbled a steady, calming stream of words that Evil didn’t understand, but still felt. “Go back, I’ll find Crack.” Prozac’s voice was low, and confident, and Evil didn’t believe a word of it. 

“I can’t leave you here alone!” Evil was aware he was whining, that was new. He took a breath, and pushed down the panic. As much he desperately wanted to see Crack, it certainly wasn’t time to become him. He attempted a smile, “If I do, Cara will kill me.”

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