As I drive on the uneven roads of Airborne Acres, I see a red barn up ahead in the green fields. That was where the butcher lived, now, some might see me as a bad person for eating meat, but do keep in mind, that a balanced diet to me consists of vegetables and meat, that is how I keep myself fit and running so much. The morning yogurt only lasts so long, after all. Now, there was no way to park a vehicle next to the barn, so I just drove on the road until I was close enough to it, before parking next to the fence that kept all the toons driving walled in on the road. I shake my head, this road is so flawed, but I doubt the damn mayor is going to do anything about it. I hop over the small fence and walk to the farm, not feeling like running today. That suit incident between myself and Flippy still irritated me to no end. I make it over to the red barn, where a chubby short brown horse that wore a t-shirt with a cactus on it, a red bandana, blue shorts, and a cowbow hat was sitting on a chair behind a table that had a massive assortment of meats to pick from, such as hamburger, or pork chops, or sausages, things of that type. The meat was raw, so naturally, it'd take awhile for me to cook it thoroughly, not that it's a problem for me. I approach him and he smiles "Howdy there, Xinxxie! Usual meats, I reckon?" He asks me, I nod with a smile. "You know me too well, Butch!" This horse was Butch the Butcher, he knows me just like most of my friends do. I'm a normal buyer here, so after enough trips, he's been able to predict just what I want.
I return to my small car, giant bags of meat in my small hands. I pack them into the small trunk of my car, which was somehow able to fit many things, despite its compact size. I get into my car and turn the ignition, but the car wouldn't start, I turn again, and the same result happens. I sigh deeply and get out of my car, walking in front of it and opening the hood to see if there were any problems with the engine, before it suddenly start driving forward very fast, I stumble into the engine compartment, the car going very fast, faster than what it normally went, I hold on tightly, not daring to let out a scream. It keeps going on a straight path until I'm all the way back into Goofy Speedway, where it crashes into the car shop building, It pins me hard against the wall "D-damn it...!" I mutter in pain, I feel like it crushed one of my damned ribs! This hurts badly, so bad, that I slowly fading out of consciousness. I hear the shout of one of the shopkeepers coming out before I lose consciousness...
I slowly wake up, finding myself in a patient gown and on a hospital bed, I groan a bit as I woke up, a doctor next me, a fat blue duck... it's Doctor Tom Foolery, I know that face anywhere. He looks at me with an utterly shocked look, I move a bit, I feel like many of my ribs are broken. It hurts like hell, I hiss a bit and look down for a moment. Dr. Foolery clears his throat a bit and prevents me from sitting up "You suffered a pretty bad injury there, buddy. I legitimately thought you were going to..." He looks around for a moment before whispering to me "..die." I nod a bit, not saying anything. That immortality does have its uses sometimes, it's not my time to die, not for a long time, at least. I have a lot to do. I cough a bit, and that really stung my broken ribs. "W-what's broken...?" I ask weakly. He sighs a bit "You've got about four to five ribs broken, bud. But you'll make a recovery from them, but...you were bleeding so much internally that I thought you were a goner..." He wipes sweat off of his forehead in relief and pats my leg. "Just lay back and rest for a bit, you're going to be here for a few weeks, okay?" He asks me politely, to which I respond to with a nod. Not like I could move anywhere with my ribs in the pathetic state they are in right now, anyway... this is going to be a lonnnnng stay.