Brought to Light

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(This chapter is LONG. Longer than my nonexistent dick)

The brothers had just gotten back from their trip to the cottage, sitting in silence as Mugman held the bottle while on his bed

Cuphead: Mugs.. We should go to bed

Mugman: Are you serious?! We've been looking for this for 3 years!

Cuphead: You mean YOU'VE been looking for that..

Mugman: Exactly! We need to take the potion!

Cuphead: It wears off! What if it wears off by the time we need it?

Mugman: It took about a year and a half for our powers to wear off last time! And having the Devil as a boss means we'll definitely be met with something sooner or later!

Cuphead: That could be the last potion ever! You're not thinking clearly, brother!

He pointed to the bottle and stepped closer to Mugman

Mugman: I'm taking this potion, with or without you!

He opened the bottle and lifted it up to his head, but Cuphead took it, holding it up in the air

Cuphead: Stop!

The cup shouted, and his brother did so, holding up his hands

Cuphead: Come any closer, and I'll shatter this damned bottle into a million pieces!

Mugman: Cuphead, give it back! You don't know what you're doing!

Cuphead: You think I don't, but I do! You've always underestimated me!

Mugman: That's not true.. you're very strong..

Cuphead: I meant in other ways! You just think I'm some insane, stupid guy! Go on! Admit it!

His brother sighed and looked away, then glared at Cuphead

Cuphead: See? Now say you're not gonna use this until we need it..

Mugman: Fine! I won't!

Cuphead: Good. Here

He held out the bottle to his brother, and the mug harshly snatched it out of Cup's hand, staring at it before putting the cork lid back on

Mugman: I know that you mean so well.. But I am not the person to.. *sigh* I'm sorry

Cuphead: Whatever. Let's go to bed and forget this ever happened

He rolled his eyes and walked to his bed and laid down, covering himself with the blanket and turning away, facing the wall. Mugs laid down as well and went to sleep. The next morning, he instantly got up and started packing his satchel, stuffing the bottle in there as well

Mugman: I'm sorry, brother, but I need to know

Mugs stared at the cup for a moment before grabbing his satchel and slipping onto his shoulder, heading downstairs

Mugman: Fortunately, Gabe and I planned to meet today. I can show him the bottle and see if he knows anything about it!

He smiled and then rubbed his eye, yawning

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