"Riley Anderson," Dr Whitby stated, "You are going to die."

"What," Riley cowered.

"When you hear about who I'm going out with," Dr Whitby added on.

"Oh," Riley grumbled.

"The nurse at the front desk," Dr Whitby stated, "She is difficult. Now, let's get to your test results. Riley Anderson, you are going to die."

"What," Riley cowered.

"Is what I would be saying if this thing inside of your brain was harmful," Dr Whitby added on, "But, it's not."

"Stop using words to mislead us," Anger yelled, "Don't make me use one of our curse words."

"Does this mean I can go now," Riley asked.

"Oh heavens no," Dr Whitby blurted out.

"That's it," Anger shouted, "I'm breaking out the curse words."

"No," all of the emotions shouted, jumping on Anger and keeping him from touching the control panel.

"Why not," Riley asked.

"We still haven't been able to identify what that thing in your brain is," Dr Whitby explained, "We may know it's not harmful, but we're not sure if it's affecting you in some way. So, we want to find out what it is before we let you go."

"Hurry up and find what it is before we drop dead," Fear yelled.

"Well," Riley stated, "I hope you find it soon, so I can leave."

"Eager to leave the hospital are we," Dr Whitby asked, "That's ironic, because most women who stay here never wanna leave. Ha ha. It's funny because husbands are terrible. I should know, since I've slept with seventy five nurses since I got married last year."

"Is this something else you want me to keep secret under the confidentiality agreement," Riley asked.

"Of course," Dr Whitby exclaimed.

"You know," Riley mumbled, "I'm pretty sure that's only supposed to go one way."

"People are also supposed to go only one way," Dr Whitby replied as he left, "But look how well that turned out."

"Great," Anger mumbled, "Another day trapped in this nuclear waste dump."

"In the same dirty gown as yesterday," Disgust moaned, "Who runs this place?"

"At least we're all agreeing on this," Joy stated.

"So we should break out of here," Fear asked.

"I can get us out of here with a brick, a pillow, a sandglass, a lemon, a trash bag, a roll of gauze, and a jar of jam," Anger plotted.

"Nobody's breaking out of anywhere," Joy ordered, "We'll be fine here one more night."

"Unless we aren't," Sadness interjected.

"But we will be," Joy argued.

"But what if we aren't," Sadness continued, "Then, Riley will be..."

Joy managed to make Sadness stop mid sentence by slyly and discretely grabbing her hand.

"I'm sure Riley will be fine," Sadness commented.

"See," Joy exclaimed, "There you go. Think positive."

"Thank you," Disgust mouthed.

So, since none of the emotions would be needed for a while, they all went off to do their own thing.

So, Disgust started forming an idea as she walked up to Fear.

"Hey Fear," Disgust asked, "Can I talk to you for a second."

"I don't know if I want to do that," Fear grumbled.

"Please," Disgust asked, "It's important. Like, life or death."

"Fine," Fear gave in, "You know I always care about life and death."

Disgust then lead Fear into the break room.

"So what's the problem," Fear asked.

"There is no problem," Disgust confessed.

"You have got to be kidding...," Fear yelled.

"Fear," Disgust interrupted, "I want to give us another try."

"I thought I made myself clear," Fear yelled, "I'm not interested in one night stands with you anymore. I want to be serious."

"So do I," Disgust argued.

"I'm sure you do," Fear countered.

"No," Disgust countered, "I really, really do."

"How could I possibly believe you," Fear asked.

"Because I've been miserable without you," Disgust begged, "Because I'd give anything to give us a real shot."

"Maybe I don't want to give us a real shot," Fear stated.

"Fine," Disgust moaned, "But can I just say one more thing?"

"What," Fear asked.

Disgust then kissed Fear on the lips. It didn't take long for Fear to kiss her back.

"Alright," Fear stated, "Maybe it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world if we gave us another shot."

"I was hoping you would say that," Disgust gushed, "Now, come on, let's go tell the others."

As Fear and Disgust went back into the main area, they had no idea that Burger Beard was hiding, watching them while maniacally rubbing his hands together.

"Now comes the part I've really been looking forward to," Burger Beard cackled, "The torture."