"Hey, guys," Fluffy begins with his squeaky, faget-esque voice, or perhaps like Honey Badger. "Have you guys notice that we can't die? Watch."
Fluffy then proceeds to jump off the western edge of the map they were called to. His brothers remain still and emotionless despite their brother's apparent.
"Dumb a…" Paul began.
"Haaaay!" Fluffy cried as he ran to his brothers. "See! I told you we can't die!"
"We never disagreed. We always knew." Doug walks away, leaving his comment to hang in Fluffy's mind.
"Yeah," Paul spoke plainly. "We just never said anything about it. We all thought it was self-apparent when you got shot in the face the other day."
Fluffy whimpers, humiliated, and then walks away towards his brother who already left.
Paul and Poochie were the only ones remaining and Poochie was letting his tongue roll and asks, "Play?"
"What?"
"Play?"
"Sure. Start by jumping off that cliff."
Without hesitation, Poochie jumps off the map with a single happily retarded scream of, "Play!"
After a few moments of waiting, Poochie never reappeared and Paul became worried and whispers to himself, "Mom's gonna kill me."