Fliqpy groaned softly, as he woke up with a major headache and the numb feeling of sleep in his entire body. He tried to open his eyes, though was rewarded with blurred vision and an aching pain as dull light beat against his yellow orbs. He shut them quickly as another rough groan escaped his lips. He could sense something wasn't right, for one he was still in control. He would always be locked away again whenever Flippy's body shut down, whether by sleeping or unconsciousness.

So what changed?

He got his answer as he heard a door open nearby and sensed the presence of someone. He opened his eyes without any discomfort but still was unable to see very well in the dimly lit room he was in. But he didn't need to see the person's face to tell who it was. He recognized the scent of fear that always stained the person he knew all too well, a chilling grin on his lips as he stared into the darkness.

"Little Red, how nice of you to drop by."

He got no response at first, instead, he heard the quiet footsteps of the girl's shoes as she stepped closer into view. She was quivering slightly and although Flaky tried her best to hide it, it didn't escape Fliqpy's notice.

"No need to so nervous, Flakes," Fliqpy chuckled, "We've been over this, we're buddies. Pals. Remember?"

Flaky ignored his taunts, a frown on her face as she eyed him, "W-Why are you still here? Where's F-Flippy?"

"I'm asking myself that same question. Strange, isn't it?"

"Wait a minute," Flaky chewed on her lip as she thought for a second, then her eyes went wide as she exclaimed, "Sniffles!"

Now it was Fliqpy's turn to be confused as he frowned, "What about the nerd boy?"

"He h-had this weird serum, something to make you stay inside Flippy's head or s-something," Flaky shook her head, "B-But it went wrong. . .Really w-wrong."

Fliqpy let out a laugh as his sly grin returned, "Ha! Sounds like it went right to me. Finally, after all these years, I'm the one in control, not that weakling."

"Flippy's not w-weak!"

"Really now?" Fliqpy's yellow eyes narrowed, "Do you even know why I was triggered this time, why I was so happy to start another slaughter? What do you think he was doing before I took over?"

"W-What are you talking. . ." Flaky stopped, noticing for the first time the bruises around Fliqpy's neck. Ugly, purple, and ringed around the entirety of his throat, the redhead went pale as she reached with a shaky hand to touch the bruise.

"N-No, he would never. . ."

"He did," Fliqpy resisted his urge to bite the redhead's fingers as they grazed his skin and instead just chuckled dryly, "He tried anyway, the idiot."

"But he k-knows that we can't really die. He knows he'll j-just come back."

Fliqpy just shrugged, get slightly annoyed with the conversation, "That's what I told him, more or less. Seems he didn't care."

"But why-"

"Enough!" Fliqpy snapped, "Enough of your stupid questions. He tried to kill himself, he failed, and now here we fuckin' are. Deal with it!"

Flaky recoiled slightly, fear taking hold as if just now remembering what Fliqpy was. A dangerous and unpredictable murderer, not the kind of person you'd want to anger. The war vet ignored her and instead chose to look around, a frown on his face as he went quiet for a second before looking back at the timid redhead before him.

"I'm s-sorry, I wasn't trying to-"

"Shh, my turn now, Red. Time for my questions," Fliqpy shushed away the girl's apology, "Where the hell are we?"

Flaky look confused as she didn't seem to understand the question but then surprise washed over her features as she put her hand to her mouth, "O-Oh! I forget! One second."

Flaky walked back towards the front of the room and Fliqpy watched as the darkness swallowed her. Seconds later, Fliqpy was blinded as light flooded the room when she turned on the light switch. When the stars left his vision, Fliqpy was able to see just where he was. White walls, white floor, everything was white and squeaky clean. He also noticed the smell of a chemical cleaner hung in the air. Fliqpy's frown grew and his blood started to boil, he knew exactly where he was.

And he wasn't happy.

"You freaks put in a FUCKING NUT HOUSE!? That does it!"

Fliqpy let out a yell of anger as he lunged at Flaky across the room, who remained frozen with fear. The war vet was fast on his feet and within seconds, he was in front of the girl. Before he could do any harm to the redhead, the door to the room was flung open and a man entered. This person promptly tackled Fliqpy to the ground, knocking the wind of out the crazed veteran. Fliqpy tried to fight back, but was winded from the fall and the drugs in his system were making his arms feel like lead. He gave up and the man lifted him up, now able to see who this surprise attacker was, Fliqpy could feel his anger returning, along with slight shock.

"Axel fuckin' Hawthorne."

"That's Commander Axel fuckin' Hawthorne to you," Axel shot a glare back at his old friend turned enemy, "You need to learn to play nice, Colonel."

"We aren't a Colonel anymore, Hawthorne," Fliqpy sneered, "You took that away from us, remember?"

"And you know exactly why! You're a monster, Fliqpy. We tried to help you back at camp and-"

Fliqpy gave the silver-haired man a sick grin as he let out a bark of laughter, "And I recall something terrible happened when I woke up, chained to a bed and surrounded by unfamiliar faces."

"Those were good men and women, who cared about you and wanted to help you. And that's how you repaid them? You ungrateful monster."

"Let go of me and I'll show you how grateful I am."

"Okay, we're done talking!" Axel turned to the redhead, who was still cowering from Fliqpy's near attack beside him, "Flaky, could you administer Colonel Flippy here a light anesthetic?"

"Y-Yes, sir."

Flaky walked over to Fliqpy with a syringe but before she could give him the shot, Fliqpy whipped his face around and bite the girl hard on the hand, digging his sharp teeth into the girl's flesh and didn't let go. Flaky let out a scream of pain and tried to pull away, but that only made Fliqpy bite down harder. Axel calmly put his fingers into Fliqpy's mouth and wrenched the man's jaw open, freeing the crying Flaky's fingers. Axel grabbed the syringe from the ground and stabbed it into Fliqpy's neck. The war vet could only laugh at the two, howling with sick glee until he passed out from the medication flooding his system and he went limp in the Commander's arms.

Axel let go of Fliqpy, laying him down on the hospital floor. He stared at the now sleeping and calm face of his old friend, a mixture of pity and anger on his face.

"Someone get this bastard in a straightjacket," He then looked at Flaky, who was crying softly and nursing her wounded hand, "And a muzzle."