Twenty-Three

"You think he'll be okay?" Charlie asked. 

"He'll be fine. He's the Radio Demon." Angel said. 

They were huddled around my bed. Angel cuddled beside me gently. My friend was cuddling with my chest. He was a monkey. Charlie sat beside my bed. Vaggie stood at the end.  

"I hope he wakes up soon. It's been 5 hours." Angel said. 

"No good will come of us if we just stare at him." Vaggie said. 

"There's not much else to do." Charlie shrugged. 

"I've finished cleaning!" Nifty yelled.

She looked around with her one eye. 

"Is he still asleep?" She asked looking at me.

She poked my hair and ears. Angel dropped her off the bed. 

"You think he'll wake up?" Nifty asked. 

"Probably." Angel sniffed. 

"Are you crying?" Vaggie asked. 

"No..." Angel wiped the tears off his face. 

Vaggie put her hand on Angel's shoulder. 

"He'll be fine." Charlie said. 

"Not for long." The women's voice echoed. 

Vaggie drew her spear. Angel got out 4 guns. Charlie just stood up. 

"He's my son. Let me be the one to decide his fate." She said. 

"No the fuck way." Angel said. 

"We're not gonna let you kill him!" Vaggie yelled. 

"I know that. Fine. It's a fight you want right?" She said walking out of the shadows.

Nifty blocked her but she swatted her away and she crashed in a wall. 

"Don't come any closer!" Vaggie sad drawing her spear. 

"Can you even fight?" 

"More than you can."

Vaggie charged. She aimed her spear at my 'mother'. 

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