Black Triforce: I'm back! And I didn't take my medicine! Mwahahahaha! Ha… Sorry. But first… FanFictionFantom, I'm using the Links from a fighting game called Soul Caliber 2 because they were they only ones that fit the story. (sweatdrops) Yeah… read the new chapter!

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"Umm… doctor? Are you and Green done yet?" The boy know as Blue had popped his head in. "We heard some rumbling and a scream and…" With his mouth slightly open I saw his eyes scan the window and the broken glass on the floor. "I'll go tell the others…" He then disappeared behind the door.

A few seconds later the one in pink popped his head in. "Oops… I guess we should've told ya that Green couldn't have sugar. It makes him go…" Pink trailed off and circled his finger by his head. "A bit cuckoo…"

"I… see… Could you please go tell Red to come in here? It's his turn," I was ready to get through with these sessions as soon as possible. Who knew what was wrong with the rest of them? The boy in pink smiled and nodded. "'Kay!"

The boy known as Red trudged in, sat down, crossed his arms, and glared at me. I merely stared backed. I honestly couldn't think of a real question to ask so I went to every therapist's 'Plan B'.

"So Red… How are you?"

"Well doc, I'm pissed off. How are you?" I could tell this was going to be hard. Very hard. The boy had anger problems and was impatient. (He was tapping his fingers.) We sat there for another few minutes in an uncomfortable silence. What was I supposed to say? He was staring at me like he was waiting for me to mess up. Well, I had started "Plan B', so I stuck with it.

"So… I saw that you and Pink don't get along very well. Would…" Oh no, don't say it, I screamed at myself. Only the most inexperienced therapists used it! "Would you like to talk about it?" At that moment I wanted to take a gun, shoot myself in the mouth, and watch my brains come out. (It was a motion that many of my patients mimed when they talked about things that were close to unbearable.)

"No, I wouldn't. And let's get some things straight. Number one, I don't want to be here. At all. Number two, is this going to be like you giving me a notebook and telling me to write in it every time I get angry? Other people have tried doing that but every time I got mad at something or someone I'd hit them with said notebook."

'Oh dear, He's violent too…' I thought worriedly to myself. I'd never had a case like him only for one certain reason. Most states I'd been to or heard of had laws against attack and vandalism. Nutcases like Red would be in jail quicker than you could say 'Goodness me! An odd fellow in red is beating that man's innards out with a notebook!' That thought left me with a rather disturbing mental image of Red beating me to death. (I was going to recommend him to keep a log of some sort.)

"And don't tell me to sing 'I feel pretty,' ether. Pink sings it every once in a while and it enrages me. A lot." Well, that ruled out my other option. I had run out of things to say also. So I merely fidgeted with the clipboard in my lap. My patient seemed to enjoy watching me squirm.

"Well? Aren't you going to ask me anything else?" Red's eyes narrowed. "About how my life is now a living hell, sorry, Hael? About how my family's dead, my so called 'friends' think I'm some kind of psychopath, and… and…" To my surprise, he started to sniffle. "Everyone scared of me just because I have a few anger issues… Aw, it just ain't fair!"

I had to do a double take. He was practically doing my job for me. A slow smile spread across my face.

"Would you like to talk about it?" I inquired, trying to sound more concerned than I actually was. Red sniffed and nodded slightly. "Well, it all started like this…"

It went on like this for at least thirty minutes. Red talked about everything without me even having to instruct him. It was going easier than I thought it would. Of course, he did go a bit to the extreme when he started telling me his life story. (Let's just say I dozed of once or twice.) Soon, our session was over. Red had finished spilling and sniffling.

"Thanks doc," he said to me as he walked out the door. Then he frowned. "You're… not going to tell anyone right? Because if anyone finds out that I was being all sappy and stuff… You won't live to see nightfall," I assured him that I wasn't allowed to share anything that happened in our sessions to anyone else. Red smirked before opening the door, putting on his bored frown and walking out.

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Black Triforce: (standing in front of snack manchine) Hmm…

Guy in pink bunny suit: (hops in and steals BT's quarter and then hops away)

Black Triforce: (blinks) Huh? Hey! Give me back my quarter! Raahhh! (runs after bunny guy)