Socks woke up to a pain shooting up his side. All he could feel was pain. A lot of pain.
"Socks, are you okay?" Socks heard Franklin enquire, as Socks was coming to.
Socks groaned, and slowly opened his eyes.
Thankfully, he mused, None of my friends got hurt.
After all, they were all looking down at him. Even Harvey was worried about him, judging by his expression.
Socks was about to say something, when he started being shaken vigorously by Vinnie.
"Socks, don't die on me now! Speak ta me, 'ya lugnut!" Vinnie screeched loudly, almost making Socks vomit from his fearful tone... and more importantly, his pain.
Socks let out another yell as another pain shot up his side, causing Vinnie to panic.
Vinnie was now in full on panic mode. "Oh no, I hurt him! I hurt my best friend!"
"I-I'm fine-" Socks winced in pain, before yelling out again.
"You're not fine, Socks!" Carol started, before noticing his side. "You're bleeding!"
Kim took a deep breath, motioning to Socks. "Okay, okay, don't panic. We have to get him healed up before Miss Tickle and Rick notice, it's fine."
Vinnie takes off his jacket, and then grabs Harvey's jacket right off of him, swaddling Socks in those two pieces of clothing like a baby blanket. "C'mon, Socks, buddy, we'll get youse healed up..."
Socks mumbled, and slipped out of consciousness.