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hey dudes, long story short, moving accounts so it can be on our main. this account is gonna be abandoned/archived. if you still wanna send itty bitty asks, go here thanks for understanding!

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I'm just gonna hand you this lil guy

"i love them,,,"

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little boi. smol boi. precious boi. *pat the bomb*

"d'aww!! thank you!"

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carol wrapped her arms around him as well. "of course, man." she let out a small sigh of relief, being able to relax in the other's fur. "... you're really soft."

suddenly, the door to updike's cell slides open, and there stands itty bitty and carol. whitty looks- real out of breath. "we're... *huff* we're here to get you out!!"

Updike's head turns to the two, his eyes still wide in guilt and horror, completely and utterly speechless. "you're alive..." He breathed out, tears pricking his eyes. His bloodied, weak form trembled from his injuries and mental strain. "y-you actually came to get me..."

A mature, female voice cut in through a speaker, hissing out an "If you let him out of that cell, I will get ALL of you killed!"

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"huh-?" a bit of red spread across carol's face. she smiled real awkwardly. "uhh- sure. if you want to. just don't hurt yourself."

suddenly, the door to updike's cell slides open, and there stands itty bitty and carol. whitty looks- real out of breath. "we're... *huff* we're here to get you out!!"

Updike's head turns to the two, his eyes still wide in guilt and horror, completely and utterly speechless. "you're alive..." He breathed out, tears pricking his eyes. His bloodied, weak form trembled from his injuries and mental strain. "y-you actually came to get me..."

A mature, female voice cut in through a speaker, hissing out an "If you let him out of that cell, I will get ALL of you killed!"

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carol leaned a bit more onto updike, crossing her arms. whitty wrapped his arms around updike. "i'm... sorry i couldn't get you out sooner, i would've been quicker if i knew what was going on..."

suddenly, the door to updike's cell slides open, and there stands itty bitty and carol. whitty looks- real out of breath. "we're... *huff* we're here to get you out!!"

Updike's head turns to the two, his eyes still wide in guilt and horror, completely and utterly speechless. "you're alive..." He breathed out, tears pricking his eyes. His bloodied, weak form trembled from his injuries and mental strain. "y-you actually came to get me..."

A mature, female voice cut in through a speaker, hissing out an "If you let him out of that cell, I will get ALL of you killed!"

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carol pat updike's shoulder. "hey, don't strain yourself man." whitty hummed, gripping onto updike's jumper. "i'll make sure no one hurts you as well..." carol packed the bandages back in the box and leaned onto him, not all they way though to make sure she doesn't hurt him. "... we should rest for a bit, we've been through a lot in the past- what, few hours?" "it's felt like weeks..!" whitty chuckled.

suddenly, the door to updike's cell slides open, and there stands itty bitty and carol. whitty looks- real out of breath. "we're... *huff* we're here to get you out!!"

Updike's head turns to the two, his eyes still wide in guilt and horror, completely and utterly speechless. "you're alive..." He breathed out, tears pricking his eyes. His bloodied, weak form trembled from his injuries and mental strain. "y-you actually came to get me..."

A mature, female voice cut in through a speaker, hissing out an "If you let him out of that cell, I will get ALL of you killed!"

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whitty curled up more as carol tried to wrap up updike's wounds. whitty pulls his hood up to shield him from the rain. "i just thought everything would be okay..."

suddenly, the door to updike's cell slides open, and there stands itty bitty and carol. whitty looks- real out of breath. "we're... *huff* we're here to get you out!!"

Updike's head turns to the two, his eyes still wide in guilt and horror, completely and utterly speechless. "you're alive..." He breathed out, tears pricking his eyes. His bloodied, weak form trembled from his injuries and mental strain. "y-you actually came to get me..."

A mature, female voice cut in through a speaker, hissing out an "If you let him out of that cell, I will get ALL of you killed!"

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carol sat down on the other side of updike, pulling a small box out of one of her bags. "listen to me, you're a strong person, whitty. it was strong of you to help the other whitty despite the circumstances in both situations, it was strong of you to help updike. again, i'm surprised we even got him out at all!" she opens the box and starts to look for wounds on updike, holding a roll of bandages. "you're-... you're stronger than me, kid. and i know that isn't saying much, but you're really something. and i'm proud of you... i'm sure updike is too."

suddenly, the door to updike's cell slides open, and there stands itty bitty and carol. whitty looks- real out of breath. "we're... *huff* we're here to get you out!!"

Updike's head turns to the two, his eyes still wide in guilt and horror, completely and utterly speechless. "you're alive..." He breathed out, tears pricking his eyes. His bloodied, weak form trembled from his injuries and mental strain. "y-you actually came to get me..."

A mature, female voice cut in through a speaker, hissing out an "If you let him out of that cell, I will get ALL of you killed!"

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carol puts updike down as soon as she thinks they're safe, and tries to catch her breath. whitty immediately curls up beside him. his saturation lowers and his eyes return to normal, but he's still crying. "i'm... i'm sorry. if i came sooner, i-" carol looked up at him. "whitty... this isn't your fault. we're lucky we got out at all-" "but this happens every time!" he interrupted. "both times i tried to help another whitty i was too late, cause he was either captured or brainwashed, and now i was too late to keep updike from harm..." he curls up a bit more. "... i'm a failure."

suddenly, the door to updike's cell slides open, and there stands itty bitty and carol. whitty looks- real out of breath. "we're... *huff* we're here to get you out!!"

Updike's head turns to the two, his eyes still wide in guilt and horror, completely and utterly speechless. "you're alive..." He breathed out, tears pricking his eyes. His bloodied, weak form trembled from his injuries and mental strain. "y-you actually came to get me..."

A mature, female voice cut in through a speaker, hissing out an "If you let him out of that cell, I will get ALL of you killed!"

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"shit!" carol just- scooped up updike, and started running again. whitty follows behind her, wiping his face with his sleeve. "we gotta hide somewhere for now, we can't just be out in the open!" carol runs for a bit, surveying her surroundings before her and whitty take a sharp turn into an alleyway.

suddenly, the door to updike's cell slides open, and there stands itty bitty and carol. whitty looks- real out of breath. "we're... *huff* we're here to get you out!!"

Updike's head turns to the two, his eyes still wide in guilt and horror, completely and utterly speechless. "you're alive..." He breathed out, tears pricking his eyes. His bloodied, weak form trembled from his injuries and mental strain. "y-you actually came to get me..."

A mature, female voice cut in through a speaker, hissing out an "If you let him out of that cell, I will get ALL of you killed!"

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both carol and whitty stop. "oh shit-" carol just- stands there, not really sure what to do. whitty immediately runs over and crouches down to shake him. "updike..? updike!?" tears immediately start streaming down his face, shaking updike. the saturation on him increases, and his pupils start to flash small symbols.

"... dad?"

suddenly, the door to updike's cell slides open, and there stands itty bitty and carol. whitty looks- real out of breath. "we're... *huff* we're here to get you out!!"

Updike's head turns to the two, his eyes still wide in guilt and horror, completely and utterly speechless. "you're alive..." He breathed out, tears pricking his eyes. His bloodied, weak form trembled from his injuries and mental strain. "y-you actually came to get me..."

A mature, female voice cut in through a speaker, hissing out an "If you let him out of that cell, I will get ALL of you killed!"

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"we can't go home...?" whitty said in an almost scared tone. he starts instinctively slowing down until carol grabs his hand. "that's fine, i thought about that. i packed stuff for it already. we have enough to stay away from the house for a while. not sure about you, though."

suddenly, the door to updike's cell slides open, and there stands itty bitty and carol. whitty looks- real out of breath. "we're... *huff* we're here to get you out!!"

Updike's head turns to the two, his eyes still wide in guilt and horror, completely and utterly speechless. "you're alive..." He breathed out, tears pricking his eyes. His bloodied, weak form trembled from his injuries and mental strain. "y-you actually came to get me..."

A mature, female voice cut in through a speaker, hissing out an "If you let him out of that cell, I will get ALL of you killed!"

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whitty's head regenerates, sliding off of carol's shoulder and starts running as well. "so... what's the plan updike?" carol asked, losing her breath fairly quickly. "is there somewhere we could... we could hide or something?"

suddenly, the door to updike's cell slides open, and there stands itty bitty and carol. whitty looks- real out of breath. "we're... *huff* we're here to get you out!!"

Updike's head turns to the two, his eyes still wide in guilt and horror, completely and utterly speechless. "you're alive..." He breathed out, tears pricking his eyes. His bloodied, weak form trembled from his injuries and mental strain. "y-you actually came to get me..."

A mature, female voice cut in through a speaker, hissing out an "If you let him out of that cell, I will get ALL of you killed!"

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"don't worry, i can just make one!!" whitty chimed in as he grabs his wick and swings his head around before chucking it at a wall, creating another crater. carol scoops up whitty's limp body before he could fall down, holding it like a potato sack.

suddenly, the door to updike's cell slides open, and there stands itty bitty and carol. whitty looks- real out of breath. "we're... *huff* we're here to get you out!!"

Updike's head turns to the two, his eyes still wide in guilt and horror, completely and utterly speechless. "you're alive..." He breathed out, tears pricking his eyes. His bloodied, weak form trembled from his injuries and mental strain. "y-you actually came to get me..."

A mature, female voice cut in through a speaker, hissing out an "If you let him out of that cell, I will get ALL of you killed!"

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the two looked up at the speaker, and carol spoke up. "c'mon, we don't have the time to talk right now. we have a way to get you out. we're nothing but sitting ducks right now."

suddenly, the door to updike's cell slides open, and there stands itty bitty and carol. whitty looks- real out of breath. "we're... *huff* we're here to get you out!!"

Updike's head turns to the two, his eyes still wide in guilt and horror, completely and utterly speechless. "you're alive..." He breathed out, tears pricking his eyes. His bloodied, weak form trembled from his injuries and mental strain. "y-you actually came to get me..."

A mature, female voice cut in through a speaker, hissing out an "If you let him out of that cell, I will get ALL of you killed!"

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Oh dear...

You've been gone for way too long, haven't you Whitty?

Hmm...

This simply won't do any longer.

Welcome back, Whitmore.