Gwen, Kevin, Bubsy, John Wick, and Perry the Platypus stand on a holoform pink platform. Bubsy stares endlessly under his feet, peeking at the waters beneath, seeing Se-Man's cum trickle into every barnicle porus. He wipes his tears. John Wick kneels down to the bawling bobcat and hands him a handkerchief. He whispers, "every assassin comes prepared to bottle their emotions."

"I'm… I'm no assassin…" Bubsy retorts.

"Well, I know the face of a killer when I see it, bobcat."

"That's too subjective a quality to measure successfully in strangers…"

"Well, who's car was that?" A damaged wheel rises to the shore, touching against the platform. John observes coagulated blood sticking onto the rubber wheels. Bubsy looks at the remains, then back at Wick. Wick looks dead eyed at Bubsy. "And I almost forgot, you got to Doof first."

"I have never seen this car in my life, and even if, its sacrifice would not have been made in vain. Would we call Ben a murderer for killing Tails the Fox?"

Kevin remembers the building but didn't register the fox. He asks "wait, what? There was a fox?"

"You know, he looked on the verge of death to me," Gwen replies coldly. "I didn't know there was a chance for him. His bottom was torn straight off, he had no life left in him. Zero chance."

"Tails was hooked up to a machine that helped vitalize his organs. There was still a chance for him. But of course, your uncomfortable body morphing friend had to let him die-"

Gwen's eyes light pink; her hands glow fourth dimensional energy. She raises them to John, ready for the kill. At the top of her voice, she yells, "Don't you dare talk about my cousin like that! Ben sacrificed his life for us. You'd be dead without him. We all would be dead without him."

"That's not a guarantee. Doofenshmirtz was slain, we could have reversed the computer's signals and calmed the beast. But no, he went for a hero's end, just to manifest the lasting image he had on you teens. His image begeth reinforcement, because he knew he was gonna take a life in addition to his own. Kill one person, you're a murderer. Kill hundreds, you're still a murderer. Ben's a lot of things, including a murderer in the name of order. We all are murderers here, and I am the only one who understands this."

Gwen thinks of the proper spell needed to decimate John's internals. However, the arguing started chipping away at Bubsy's consciousness. Determinately, he steps in between Gwen and John and screams, "Stop! Can't we put this drama aside and focus on moving forward? Chaos is slain, but there's still rebuilding that needs to be done. Look at Station Square, it's completely flooded!"

Gwen calms down. John doesn't react a flinch, that is until Bubsy slaps him. Of course, John catches it mid-air and smiles. He chuckles, "your cat-like reflexes are strong, but my human-like instincts are stronger." His smile turns to a flatline as he stares dead-eyed at the ocean. After a few seconds of pondering, he confesses, "Bubsy's right. This city needs saving. We may be murderers, but we'll be nothing more if we don't justify our bloodlust. Let's go."

"I mean, 'bloodshed' isn't the way I'd describe it…"

The elderly old man Bubsy killed washes in front of the platform and heads towards the car wheel, which is caught against its rim. Bubsy gasps, "I swear I have never seen this man in my life!" The man's face, well, what remains of it, fits perfectly onto the wheel like a jigsaw. John smiles again as Gwen extends the platform further. Everyone starts walking in a linear fashion towards the center of Station Square.

After an hour or so of walking past deteriorated buildings, floating corpses of bastard Chaos, and a rampant flood, Bubsy's phone vibrates for the first time since this whole mess started. He picks it up. He looks at the phone: "One Message From 324-765-2850". He stops dead in his tracks and asks the gang, "Hey, can we stop for a second, lemme see this."

Everyone stopped.

Bubsy looks at his phone and opens the message. "Hello Bubsy this is Doctor Kent, you're listed as Sonic T. Hegehog's emergency contact, we would like you to come over to the Station Central Hospital, per my patient's request." Bubsy's face turns cold. So much chaos occured over the last night that he forgot about his blue blur's safety. "Guys, we need to make it to the Station Central Hospital. Sonic's in trouble!"

"Wait, who's this Sonic?" John Wick asks.

Gwen chimes in, "Bubsy's husband, and a mean jerk if I've ever seen one."

Kevin butts in, "Yeah, without him playing with that jar of chaos, none of us would have gotten into this mess."

"Wait, you know about Sonic? And the cum jar? How?" Bubsy asks.

"The same way you know about us. A vision from God." Gwen replies. "And by the way, what you did to him was wrong."

Kevin confirms triumphantly, "yeah, I'd never cheat on Gwen, not with anyone. Ever." His eyes wander over to John Wick's jet black hair. "Is that, Guncoal 1.2NV Hair Dye, mister Wick?"

"That info's under NDA, kid," John mumbles.

Gwen's just a little confused but she snaps back into the situation proper. "I guess visiting him at the hospital is the best course of action, after all, this entire area's screwed."

Bubsy spits out, "let's not sugar coat it. It's fucked out here."

Kevin softly punches Bubsy on the shoulder and quips, "we are too professional for such explicit language."

"That monster I saw earlier surely complicates things," John jokes in a smooth monotone.

Both Kevin and Gwen look at John dead-eyed and simultaneously ask "which one?"

"The one who shot reproductive elements out of his hands and wanted to have his way with you, don't you remember?"

"Oh, that, yeah I've repressed that," Kevin replies. "When you go through so much traumatic stuff, you learn to let go of things pretty easily." Gwen nods in approval.

Fed up with all the stalling, Bubsy asks, "alright, can we just go to the damn hospital? We just gotta make a left on the remains of Tyler St. and go straight past the flooded orphanage. We should arrive on some ground level soon. Talk about some dramatic heights!"