App sent...but isn't exactly pleased with his loss.

[honeytoes]

So lets get this straight...you want to remove the memories of the only stable, healthy relationship I ever had after three decades of working in that place?

Yes I'm well aware of the irony of having my mind fucked with after doing it so many of the kids over the years...I'm not stupid you ass, just arrogant.

[He sighs.]

You're just thinking up new ways to make me suffer aren't you?

...This is turning out to be a lot like a marriage.

except without the sex.

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[silentrunning]

[She's sizing up the possibly newest addition to the Castle with a shrewd eye...]

Sucky loss.

[honeytoes]

It's a pain in my ass...that's what it is.

I suppose there's a small blessing in all of this. Some parts of his life I'd really love to forget.

[Like the horror of watching Hadley get his head eaten by a merman...but you don't need to know that Chell.]

I just had to say it

[fatheroftheego]

So in other words, its just like marriage.

Somebody had to

[honeytoes]

Well I suppose so...but I try not to think of it that way.

Last thing I want is for this relationship to get weird God forbid!




And I could totally get a way better husband then this dude.

[doctor_insano]

Your mun wants you to suffer?

[honeytoes]

It seems to be the case.

I don't know why he's got such a hard-on for me...It's not like I'm the bad guy in my world.

Wait you look familiar...did we work together in 87?

[You're bringing up memories of an abandoned hospital and another group of kids here.]

[doctor_insano]

87? No... I don't think so...

Is it the coat? It's the labcoat isn't it? Maybe you worked with another scientist!

[honeytoes]

You know what...that's probably it.

[The scrubs...the insane look in your eye.

You might not be one his "Doctors" but he's worked with the monsters long enough to recognise a possible subspecies.

Yeah he's still cautious.]

[doctor_insano]

Excellent! I do like somebody know knows about science!

[coolerwithamerman]

You had better not be talking about me.

Your writer had better not be talking about me because if they're screwing with me then...

[Someone has been drinking a lot. His writer can't find anything to do with him. D:]

...yeah.

[honeytoes]

...I'm sorry man.

[It's a hard thing to break to him but at the same time he doesn't want to lie to his friend.]

But come on...you'd pretty pissed if I considered my only good relationship in that place to be with Ronald the fucking intern, or that straight arrow Truman!

[coolerwithamerman]

I understand. I do. [He sighs] And Ronald wasn't that bad.

...okay yeah I can't finish that with a straight sentence.

[honeytoes]

Christ he was a neurotic little bitch....

How are you holding up anyway?

[coolerwithamerman]

oh you know, retiring. Miranda was always keen that I retire. we'd planned to settle you know?

Except that, she's dead. The fool is everywhere, and I'm pretty much useless.

[honeytoes]

Really? I never pictured you as the retiring type.

A white picket fence...dogs in the yard, inviting the neighbours over for dinner. I'd have given you a week before you tried blowing your brains out.

And you're not useless man...you just haven't found your calling in this fucked up place.

[coolerwithamerman]

...I'm close to it. [He just drinks a lot. a lot.

And at that he sighs.]

...Yeah I know. Can you blame me for wanting my buddy there?

[honeytoes]

No I totally get it man.

It's been weird without you...like Batman without Robin or Dean Martin without Jerry Lewis.

Just un-natural you know?

[coolerwithamerman]

...Wait. Why am I Robin.

[honeytoes]

Red suits you better then me.

[coolerwithamerman]

[Hadley's the funny one. That's why he says] Not in the end.

[And instantly regrets it] I'm not doing the shorts.