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two seasons? just heard we're getting a third.🤩

All according to plan >:)

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and thus like a phoenix, I rise from the ashes

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((Is this blog still active?? Troz))

((not really, but mostly just bc I got Busy and Stressed-- I still get notifications for it and stuff, so it’s not fully dead if y’all don’t want it to be! maybe i’ll hop on and make some doodles and answer old asks this weekend, might be nice to come back to this lil boy, i miss him))

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"Welllll....Brain, have you ever been in love? Like truly, heels-over-your-head squooshy-wooshy in love?" Pinky sighed dreamily, sinking into the feeling. "Oh Brain, I've really found someone. He's smart and brave and I can't seem to stay away from him." ((You and I probably know who he's talking about, but he's neglected to mention it to Brain...))

Brain froze; this was.... unexpected, to be sure. “I... well, yes, of course, Pinky. Naturally. Um....” He shrugged nonchalantly. “Who... who’s the lucky guy?”

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Psst...Brain...I've got a secret.

Oh… okay, then, yes, out with it, Pinky; what’s up?

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Hey Brain, what would Dot do if the water tower caught fire? She'd Warner Brothers! Hahahahahaha!

…..good one, Pinky

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((There are times when I think of doing a thread set in Acme Falls from Wakko's Wish. Braving a blizzard or something...but I dunno.))

((i... i love that, i love the wakko’s wish world and angst is my jam 👀))

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“Not. A. Bit,” Pinky beamed. “Can I get you anything Brain? Food pellets? NyQuil?”

Brain shook his head and found himself patting Pinky atop the head. “No, no Pinky, I’m just....” He internally winced when he heard himself say, “I’m just glad you’re okay. I’m really just glad you’re okay.”

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It was several deathly still hours before morning, when Pinky stirred. “Ooh, I needed me that shut-eye…” His ears perked, realizing just how awake he felt. “Narf poit zort trooooozz!!!” He happily squawked all of his favorite tics and fell into a giddy cackling fit. Pinky blinked at his buddy when he had calmed down. “I see you Brain! Ooh, you look like you could use a little sleep yourself. Your eyes are all baggy.”

Brain only realized how tired he was once he was sure Pinky was awake, alive, and relatively out of danger. He smiled a rare smile and said, “I’ll sleep soon, Pinky. Are you still feeling at all ill?”

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"I think I can make out your squishy red button nose, haha…” He laughed weakly and kissed Brain atop the head. “Thank you for everything Brain. I’d be a right goner without you.” He curled up next to his favorite mouse and drifted off to sleep.

Brain had always cared for Pinky, obviously. He and Pinky were very close, he never even tried to deny that. But Pinky had never kissed him like that before, and it really hit him just how badly he needed the remedy to work, how badly he needed Pinky to be okay.

So he put his hand on Pinky’s shoulder and quietly said, “I’d be a right goner without you, too.” And settled in to wait,

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Pinky’s eyes settled on the white blob that he assumed was his friend and rubbed the hand that held his. Had he not been sick, he would have been jubilant about the extra attention he was receiving. “Well it’s just that they wanted *you* as a test subject, and you were all busy and I know you don’t like being disturbed and I thought it was going to be something yummy and…” He leaned on the other mouse. “…oh Brain, it was awful.”

It sounded awful. Brain felt sick just knowing his friend was suffering, but even more so now that he knew he might truly have been able to prevent it.

At least if Brain was the healthy one, he had a fighting chance to help Pinky. He squeezed Pinky’s hand tightly. “Are you feeling any better yet?” he asked, hopeful even though he was sure it was too soon to tell.

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Brain took Pinky’s hand to try and steady his own. “No, Pinky, of course not,” he said firmly. “If you don’t get better, what would I do without-- I can’t very well take over the world myself, now, can I?”

Mm-hmm. I think it might be sitting on that blob over there. Or maybe that one. I’m all turned around. (His strength leaving him again, he sank to the floor of the cage again.) Brain? How do humans run on their exercise wheels if their arms are so much shorter than their legs?

Brain was over where Pinky had pointed in an instant, scanning all the labels anxiously until he found one that looked promising.

“They’ve got treadmills, Pinky; here, try drinking this one.” He clumsily set it down and clambered out of the robot suit to help Pinky sit back up. “It says a half ounce, uhh, experimental remedy, yesterday’s date. It’s probably the right one.”

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Mm-hmm. I think it might be sitting on that blob over there. Or maybe that one. I’m all turned around. (His strength leaving him again, he sank to the floor of the cage again.) Brain? How do humans run on their exercise wheels if their arms are so much shorter than their legs?

Brain was over where Pinky had pointed in an instant, scanning all the labels anxiously until he found one that looked promising.

“They’ve got treadmills, Pinky; here, try drinking this one.” He clumsily set it down and clambered out of the robot suit to help Pinky sit back up. “It says a half ounce, uhh, experimental remedy, yesterday’s date. It’s probably the right one.”

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(Brain felt his ears perk up) Half-formulated remedy?

Ooh, I hope it was *cough* her secret lover. Me heart's pounding, it is. The fever's gone at least. Where are we now, Brain? ((Hope I didn't rush you.))

((not at all!))

We’re home, Pinky; just lay down for a bit. I’m going to make sure the vet’s stuff worked, and if not, I’ll…. I’ll figure something out. (He knew if the scientists had intentionally made Pinky sick, they must have had a way to reverse the effects… right? Well, he could hope anyways, but he didn’t exactly want to leave Pinky’s side to look for it.) 

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Happy five year anniversary to me giving in to Pinky’s demands and creating a social media profile, apparently !!

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Pinky, did the scientists... say anything? Right before you fell ill?

Ooh, I hope it was *cough* her secret lover. Me heart's pounding, it is. The fever's gone at least. Where are we now, Brain? ((Hope I didn't rush you.))

((not at all!))

We’re home, Pinky; just lay down for a bit. I’m going to make sure the vet’s stuff worked, and if not, I’ll…. I’ll figure something out. (He knew if the scientists had intentionally made Pinky sick, they must have had a way to reverse the effects… right? Well, he could hope anyways, but he didn’t exactly want to leave Pinky’s side to look for it.) 

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Ooh, I hope it was *cough* her secret lover. Me heart's pounding, it is. The fever's gone at least. Where are we now, Brain? ((Hope I didn't rush you.))

((not at all!))

We’re home, Pinky; just lay down for a bit. I’m going to make sure the vet’s stuff worked, and if not, I’ll.... I’ll figure something out. (He knew if the scientists had intentionally made Pinky sick, they must have had a way to reverse the effects... right? Well, he could hope anyways, but he didn’t exactly want to leave Pinky’s side to look for it.)