Cuphead ran through the streets. His brother had never been late back from the store, and he felt like danger was near. As he rounded a corner, he stopped in shock. A tall man was standing in the alleyway, holding a machete and he was holding someone. Cup knew who it was, it was his brother! Mug was being held up by the collar of his T-shirt, which was covered in blood. He was covered in dirt and was unmoving. "Get away from him!" Cuphead shouted. The gangster turned around and dropped Mug to the ground, he then rushed over and raised his knife to Cup's neck. "D'you want to end up like him, small-fry!" "End up like...you don't mean?" Cup started, but paused when he saw Mug's limp form. He raised his finger to shoot his laser, but he felt a pain in his left side and stepped back. He looked down and saw it, the large thug had stabbed him with a smaller knife right above his stomach. Cup made a groaning sound as he fell sideways to the ground, he looked up to see the man holding a roll of duct tape and walking towards him. He tried to run but his wrists were grabbed and bound behind his back. He then saw the man cutting another long strip of tape and bound his legs together in the same way. "Dat'll stop ya callin' the cops!" the gorilla of a man shouted in a Crawley accent. "Try getting outta that!" Cuphead tried to struggle, but the tape was far too sticky and strong. The criminal walked towards Mug and did the same thing. He then stepped back and said "See ya boys!" before leaving the two brothers alone in the alley. Cuphead had tried to break free but his legs and wrists were tied too tight. He then noticed the mini-knife lying on the ground, and moved awkwardly towards it. He raised his hands to it and began to slice the tape. Once his arms were unbound, he tore the sticky restraints off of his knees and ankles. He then stabilized himself an cautiously walked over to his brother. Mugman lay motionless on the cold stone, his eyes were closed and his face held no expression. "Mug?" Cup said, a shaking in his voice. As he touched his brother's forehead, he pulled back in horror, Mug was ice-cold! "Bro, please!" He said, lightly nudging his younger sibling. Mug did not wake from his comatose state, his limbs were still tightly bound and his laces were also tied together. "Come on, open your eyes!" Cuphead began to feel tears running down his face, was his brother really...that? " I don't want to lose you!" He then pulled back as he felt movement beneath him, he sat up to see his little bro's eyes open and he started to cough. "Cuppy?" Mug asked with a shocked expression, as he looked down at his restraints. "W-what happened?" "Mugs!" Cup said in a relieved tone. "Don't scare me like that, I thought you were..." "Listen bro, only 99 missiles, 40 terrorists with swords and an atomic bomb to end me!" Mug replied, using his laser to cut the tape and hugs his brother. Cup felt overwhelmed, his eyes exploded with tears and he wrapped his arms protectively around Mug. "I won't ever let you go!" he said through sobs. "You don't have to Cuppy!" Mug said in a warm tone. The two stared up at the stars, knowing that no matter what happened, no-one could break a brother's bond.

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