Dw Infection

*the group hurries toward the exit* Sprout: Smart thinking! *the ichor surges faster behind them*

*gourdy is still eating and doesn't notice sprout and poppy*

Sprout: "Hey Gourdy! Stop eating all the food!" *Gourdy stops and turns around.* Gourdy: "What? I'm just hungry!"

They also need it

*the group enters the camp slowly* Elder Toon: Everyone! We brought more infected friends! *toons rush over, carrying food and blankets* Poppy: Here! We made special healing nests! *Gourdy helps carry an injured one* Careful with its leg... *the infecteds stare in disbelief* Real... real beds? *weak voice* And... and food that isn't rotten?

*infected brother whispers* Home... we have a home... *collapses into tears*

*all of the infected toons eat food that isn't rotten with tears in there eyes and fall asleep peacefully as they start to heal broken legs ribs and arms*

*lunges at Sprout with a paper towel roll* I WILL STUFF THESE DOWN YOUR THROAT! *whirls on you, face burning* AND YOU! Forget you heard that! *waves towel frantically* It doesn't look like that!

*grins wickedly* oh really? *studies carpet intently* because now that Sprout mentioned it... yeah okay, I see it.

I hate you both! *face burning red, throws towel at you*

Ghosty: Like I care. *He was attacked by Twisted Cocoa, and now his helmet is cracked(I don't think he is the star he used to be a LONG time ago)*

Ghosty: What are you gonna do? Your 10 years old Gourdy. Also, I am the star of this place-

*Poppy crosses her arms* Star? With that cracked helmet? *smirks*

*Twizzle walks in, looking at you with a suspicious look*