Eaglebones forced his brain to understand, and sighed.
He looked around the room, looking for his guitar.
Bones thought for a minute.
They wouldn't have left it outside...would they? He asked himself.
But there, laying right next to him, was his guitar.
Most of the chords we're snapped, and the pick guard had a large crack going straight down the middle.
He picked it up and looked at the others.
Jimmy assured him that he would fix it that night.
He shivered again.
Not because he was cold, he was pretty warm, but because of a sharp pain shooting up his ankle when he tried to get out of bed.
He felt like screaming, and this time, he didn't hold it back.
He couldn't let out a full scream, it just came out as a little yelp.
The others still somehow heard this, and rushed into the bunk room to find Eaglebones sprawled out on the floor, desperately holding his ankle.
Crash put his arm over his shoulder and with his free hand, held onto Eaglebones's wrist.
The injured Aquabat limped to the lab, where Jimmy scanned his ankle.
"It isn't broken, but you have sprained it pretty bad" Jimmy confirmed.
Eaglebones gave a half-scowl, half-relieved look.
He was glad it wasn't broken; he had done that before.
Never Again He thought, having a flashback, and then shuddered at the thought.
Jimmy gave him a sympathetic little smile, and wrapped a cast around his damaged ankle.
Eaglebones scrunched up his face as he did this.
He had a large tear going down the sleeve of his rashguard, but Jimmy was caring to Eaglebones' wrist.
The robot accepted that Bones had broken it, and started bandaging his wrist.
He then began to sew up the huge tear.
Eaglebones began to feel grateful that he had such great friends, and he knew that he would find a way to repay them for everything.
