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The Octopod came into view, and Barnacles radioed ahead for emergency assistance. "This is Captain Barnacles. Peso is badly injured. We need immediate medical help."

As the GUP docked, the rest of the Octonauts were already waiting, ready to assist. Barnacles carried Peso out, his face etched with determination. "We've got you, Peso. You're going to be alright."

Barnacles looked around at the them, who didn't know much of what to do, Peso was their only medic.... Shellington was a scientist, tweak was an Engineer, Kwazii was the lieutenant and Cryptozoologist, kwazii was also a Pirate, Dashi was Photographer, IT officer and Pilot, Inkling was the Team's founder and Professor/Oceanographer... 

The Octonauts gathered in the med bay, their faces etched with worry. Peso lay unconscious on the bed, his breathing shallow. Barnacles stood by his side, feeling helpless.

"We need to do something," Tweak said, her voice trembling. "Peso's our only medic, but we can't just stand here."

Shellington nodded, grabbing a stack of medical books from the shelf. "Let's start looking through these. There must be something that can help."

Dashi, Kwazii, and Inkling joined in, flipping through pages and scanning for any useful information. The room was filled with the sound of rustling paper and the occasional murmur of hope.

"Here, this might help," Dashi said, pointing to a page on emergency field medicine. "It says we need to stabilize his leg and monitor his vitals closely."

They worked together, following the instructions as best as they could. Tweak fashioned a makeshift splint for Peso's leg, while Shellington monitored his heart rate. But despite their efforts, Peso's condition continued to deteriorate.

"Come on, Peso, stay with us," Kwazii muttered, his voice filled with desperation.

Minutes felt like hours, and the tension in the room was palpable. Suddenly, Peso's heart monitor flatlined. The sound of the continuous beep echoed through the med bay, sending a chill down everyone's spine.

"No... Peso!" Barnacles cried out, his heart sinking.

Dashi and Kwazii turned to Barnacles, their eyes filled with blame and anger. "This is your fault," Dashi said, her voice cold. "You were supposed to protect him."

Kwazii's glare was equally harsh. "If you hadn't taken him on that mission, this wouldn't have happened."

Barnacles felt the weight of their accusations, his shoulders slumping. He looked away, unable to meet their eyes. "I... I did everything I could," he whispered, his voice breaking.

The room fell silent, the grief and tension hanging heavy in the air. Barnacles felt a deep sense of guilt and failure, unsure of how to make things right.

 Kwazii and Dashi found a place to Bury Peso, They didn't notice anyone walking away from the Coffin, they returned... to the octopod, Their gaze, always blameful looking at Barnacles, Was sad...

Barnacles trudged back to his quarters, the weight of the day's events pressing heavily on his shoulders. He locked the door behind him, seeking a moment of solitude. The room felt colder and emptier than usual, a stark contrast to the warmth and camaraderie he once felt with his crew.

He sat on the edge of his bed, staring at the floor, lost in his thoughts. The blame in Kwazii and Dashi's eyes haunted him, and he couldn't shake the feeling of guilt that gnawed at his heart.

A soft knock on the door broke the silence. "Captain? It's Shellington. May I come in?"

Barnacles hesitated for a moment before unlocking the door. Shellington entered, his expression gentle and understanding. "I just wanted to check on you. I know this has been incredibly hard on all of us, but especially on you."