"I'm off for my weekend with the kids!" Chase smiled, waving to everyone as he left. 

They were hanging out when Bing felt a tingling sensation on his face. "THE FUCK?!" Anti jumped back, his eyes locked on Bing. "Wha-?" Bing felt around his glasses. Surrounding his eye were flowers. "Your arm!" Iplier pointed. Bing looked at his arm and saw flowers sprout and bloom in seconds. "I dont-.." He looked at them in shock. Flowers began to sprout in small spots on his arms and through his shirt and pants. Henrik and Iplier rushed to him. "Do we remove them?" Iplier asked his work partner. "No. Ve don't know vhere they're coming from. Removing zhem could cause more damage." Henrik laid Bing down as more flowers sprouted. They finally stopped sprouting, but didn't go away. "I'm going to remove one, tell me if it hurtz." Henrik told Bing. "D-Dude, I'm scared.." He frowned, shaking. 'It'z okay, you are robot. You cannot die." Henrik pulled on a flower, but all that came off was a petal. "Iplier, you try." Henrik motioned to the flower next to that one. Iplier nodded and pulled hard, and he ended up pulling Bing up. "Damn.." Iplier said. 

"Isn't this from that soulmate thing?" Wilford frowned. "Oh..Well Bing, your soulmate is getting FUCKED UP right now." Anti snickered. "Not funny." Dark shoved him playfully. "We should call Chase and check on him." Jameson mouthed. Marvin nodded and pulled out his phone, calling him after tapping his contact. "Chase?"

There was coughing on the other line. "Hey bro, s-up?" Chase responded weakly. "Yo! Chase dude! You're on speaker. You good?" Bing chimed in. Chase paused for a bit before finally responding. "Ye-ah bro! Its all chill h-ere!" "Good, see ya!" Marvin hung up after a weak bye from Chase.

"He must be sick." Iplier said. They all agreed and Bing went to his room to try and remove the flowers. 

"So Wilford, any new dreams?" Anti snickered. "No." He rose a brow. "Why do you care?" He narrowed his eyes at him. "I don't, I think Jameson does though." Anti grinned, looking at Jameson. "I have no clue what he's goin' on about, Wil."  Jameson shrugged. "Did you guys figure out who has daddy issues?" Wilford asked. "I'm pretty sure JAMESON knows." Anti leaned forward. 

"He's just mad Jameson doesn't want to tell us about his past." Iplier crossed his arms. "Am not!" "Are too!" Marvin hissed. "Am not!" "Are too!" "Am not!' "Are too!" "Am no-" "Shut up! Just shut up!"  Dark spat. "Well, Jaime, You gonna tell us?" Wilford smirked. "Tell us!" Anti grinned. Jameson sighed. He nodded. Everyone sat around him as if it was story time, excited.