Well Fu-

Thinking Things Through

Your first reaction to those words was to accidentally flip out of your bed and fall over onto the floor.

Neither Static nor Strange could see you since you fell off the bed on the side opposite of them.

A brief feeling of worry filled the two as you hadn't made a sound for a few seconds after the fall.

"Ooooooooooowwwwwwww...."

Your hand grasped onto the side of the bed, using that to pull yourself to your feet.

A feeling of nausea moved like a wave throughout your body as you tried not to throw up.

The bright white of the room and Static motherfucking Shock being right beside you left you in a state of momentary shock. I mean, for the past few days the only thing you saw was a black space and a mentally draining woman who's only goal in life was to make you feel misery.

Due to all of this, you passed out.

"Did I really pass out?"
"Yeah"

You opened your eyes to find yourself in the exact same surroundings as before, only this time you yourself were much more calmer.

You tried to slow down your thoughts and the hundreds of questions that filled your mind, only deciding to ask the one that mattered the most to you at the current moment.

"How am I alive? I'm pretty sure I should've died on that rooftop"

Hugo and Static both exchanged glances, a blank and almost fed up look in their eyes.

"A lot happened while you were off in dreamland. Long story short I brought you here after saving you from the slightly- who am I kidding insane people. Then I went off to the Black Zone to get you some blood so that you wouldn't die because let's be honest you lost too much. In fact..."

Static gestured to his body.

It was the first time you truly paid attention to him. On his right hand four of his fingers were wrapped in white cloth, almost like mini casts. That same arm was cast in a sling that hung over his shoulder. The leg opposite to that side of his body was in a cast, and Static was even using a single crutch to lean on and presumably get around.

"It's how I got these"

"Wow, you got fucked up eh? But what's the Black Zone?"

"Good to know that's the first thing you say to your saviour. No thank you?"

Both of you stared at each other for a few moments, a tense silence falling over the room. Only for that silence to be broken as both of you simultaneously broke into low chuckles.

"You're an asshole"
"And you're on crutches"
"You're in a hospital bed"
"You're down to two limbs"
"Touché"

A relieved smile came over Static's face, which was immediately followed by one of pure exhaustion and sadness.

"At least you know how to hold a normal conversation. Unlike someone ELSE IN THIS ROOM"

Static not so discreetly pointed at the man in the chair beside him. Frustration visible in his face.

"Like all I did was ask this guy what his favourite colour was and he started to go into an in-depth lecture about how to determine what someone's next actions will be based on their preferences of colour, food, hobbies, and whether they're left handed or not!"

"I was merely informing you on information that can help you in the future. Seeing as you don't have a choice now besides sticking with us, it would be better as to not have you being useless when the time comes t"-