Ashe blinked at her husband, who was now stumbling about the map, dragging his greatsword about as he giggled and tripped on some minions. "Tryndamere, what is wrong with you?" She asked as she moved closer to him, following him as he shakily got up and continued stumbling down the top lane. Tryndamere giggled childishly, looking around himself like a child would in a playground.

"Oh, Mundo just gave me a…" He trailed off, continuing to giggle childishly. Ashe was about to question him some more when her eyes widened when she saw Darius approaching, his battle axe ready to strike. "Tryndamere! Get down!" She cried out as she released an arrow at the Noxian General. Thankfully, her aim didn't fail her, and the arrow lodged itself in Darius' neck.

Tryndamere didn't take any notice, and continued giggling and laughing as he stumbled down the lane as Darius fell to the ground, trying to pull the True Ice arrow out of his neck.

Now, my dear reader, you obviously have questions as to why our beloved Barbarian King is in such a state. It is obvious that Tryndamere is suffering from the effect of Dr. Mundo's therapy, and the poor man is not in the right state of mind for a League match. But to show you how Tryndamere came to the current state he is now, I will have to take this story back quite a bit. All the way back to two hours ago.

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"I'll pick you up later, okay?" Ashe asked as she patted her husband on the back once and exited the office, leaving him with the purple man sitting behind the desk.

Tryndamere stifled a groan. He shouldn't have taken that bet with Ashe last night. Now, not only was he already exhausted physically, he was also going to be exhausted mentally.

Dr. Mundo slurped his tongue slightly, raising an arm to wipe the slobber off of his face. Tryndamere held another groan back and inched a little further away from the purple monstrosity. "So, Trynamee," Dr. Mundo said, slurping his tongue again. "Ash tell me that you have anger problem. Mind telling Mundo why?"

The mad doctor's current near-childlike innocence on the matter was somewhat amusing. Tryndamere had to pinch himself from smirking. He didn't want to tarnish his image as one of the best glowering champions around, especially in front of this man.

"Listen, Mundo, I have no anger issues, and no tragic backstory or whatever. So there's absolutely nothing for me to-"

A half-hour later, Tryndamere was slumped on the desk, sobbing as he recounted his life events to the Madman of Zaun. "And then she called me 'Little Penis Man'. Who does that?" He sobbed again, grabbing Dr. Mundo's tie and blowing his nose into it. The purple man didn't seem to mind as he processed Tryndamere's life story.

"So… you have anger issue because you have small wee-wee?" Tryndamere didn't bother correcting Dr. Mundo, he was too wrapped up in his past experiences. Dr. Mundo rubbed his chin thoughtfully, his big tongue hanging out of his mouth, then he perked up. "Me know solution!" With that, he grabbed his big box of magic and began rummaging through it again.

When Tryndamere looked up, he saw Dr. Mundo holding a transparent plastic bag that contained what seemed to be yellow powder. "What's this?" The Barbarian King asked, his eyes squinting at the yellow powder. "This is something a patient gave to Mundo as a thank-you!" Dr. Mundo exclaimed, looking proud of himself. "Mundo save it for just the right moment!"

Tryndamere's previous sadness turned into suspicion as he continued to eye the yellow powder. "What does it do?" He asked, sitting up straight. Dr. Mundo gave a short chuckle. "Patient tell me to just put this against face and smell real hard!" Tryndamere narrowed his eyes.

"Mundo, that sounds like taking drugs." Dr. Mundo laughed hard, slobber flying anywhere. "Nonsense!" He said confidently. "Patient also tell Mundo that this is good for stress relief! And it can also make your wee-wee grow bigger!" Tryndamere's suspicion heightened even more now.

"Are you sure?"

Dr. Mundo gave another short laugh and slurped again as he held the plastic baggie out to Tryndamere.

"Mundo very sure."

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And now you know how this incident came to be.

Ashe tried to follow Tryndamere to keep her husband from getting killed, but just as she took a step forward, Sejuani, sitting atop her great boar Bristles, rode out of a bush and swung her flail, the True Ice mace bashing against Ashe's head.

"An ally has been slain!"

Sejuani grinned manically. "Yes!" She yelled, holding on to the saddle as Bristles began to jump up and down, doing his 'dance'. "Finally! My canon event to get the throne begins!"

With that, the match proceeded to go something like this:

"An ally has been slain!" (Tryndamere, who was definitely probably high or something, stepped on Teemo's mushrooms. The yordle let out his annoying laugh.)

"An enemy has been slain!" (Katarina, one of Ashe and Tryndamere's teammates for this match, shoved an knife up Teemo's ass for his annoying laugh.)

"Double kill!" (Blitzcrank tried to kamikaze Katarina to avenge his furry buddy. Katarina launched a Death Lotus at him for his efforts.)

"An ally has been slain!" (Twitch made the mistake of going into a bush, where a little bear trap was laying in wait. Caitlyn chuckled darkly as she quick-scoped the Zaunite Plague Rat.)

"Enemy double kill!" (Quinn began arguing with her bird, Valor, and was too distracted to pay attention to what was happening around her,, and so Caitlyn quick-scoped her and the bird as well.)

"You have slain an enemy!" (Ashe, who had respawned, unleashed her wrath on Sejuani while the latter was trying to fend Katarina off.)

"Enemy double kill!" (Both Katarina and Ashe got stabbity-stabbed to death by Akali. Akali then proceeded to shout something about balance.)

"Enemy triple kill!" (Tryndamere was just leaning on one of the turrets for support as he wheezed his lungs out. Akali shrugged as she proceeded to stabbity-stab him to death as well.)

"You have lost a turret!" (Akali, with the help of her team's minions, stabbity-stabbed the turret until it went down.)

"Beatrice's feathers, Ashe!" Katarina growled as she waited on the respawn timer. "Get your goddamn husband back in order!"

"I would if I could, Noxian." Ashe responded coldly, not wanting to stoop to Katarina's level of responding in anger. She telepathically reached out to Twitch, who had just respawned. "Twitch, keep Akali from advancing into our base."

Twitch turned to see Akali running at him, her eyes screaming bloody murder. He opened his mouth and screamed literally.

"An enemy is on a killing spree!" (Twitch was too busy screaming in terror to properly defend himself, and as everyone guessed, got stabbity-stabbed by Akali.)

"For fucks' sake…" Katarina groaned as she watched her team's poor performance. Ashe had to admit that she wanted to swear too, but settled for silently waiting for her respawn timer to hit zero. No one besides her fellow Freljordian champions needed to know about her fiery temper.

But boy, did she feel like giving Katarina and the rest of her teammates the cruellest ass-beating of their lives right now.

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"Tryndamere, what was that earlier?!" Ashe yelled as she held her husband's face with her two hands, making him look up at her. Tryndamere continued giggling. The two were currently in their private dorm in the Institute. Ashe had to give 521 RP to Sion to help carry her husband back here.

"Oi! I'm speaking to you!" Ashe said as she gave Tryndamere light slaps on both cheeks. Her words and actions did nothing to break Tryndamere out of his current state. Tryndamere only giggled some more and began terribly singing a tune that sounded like 'Humpty Dumpty'.

Ashe sighed as she stood straight, looking around to find something to take her mind off of the current situation at hand. As she did so, her cerulean eyes landed on a plastic baggie that had something yellow inside. Narrowing her eyes, she picked it up, examining the contents.

"I don't think I've seen this before…" She muttered as she looked at the bag from different angles. "What is this?"

She squinted her eyes as she examined the contents inside the plastic baggie a little more, then her eyes widened as she realised what this yellow powder was.

"Oh no."

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Dr. Mundo blinked twice at Caitlyn, who was sitting across him. "What?" He asked, scratching his head a little. Some drool fell from his tongue and onto the table. The two were currently in Caitlyn's office within the Institute. Caitlyn had come to Dr. Mundo's therapy office and asked him to follow her here after dealing with Jinx. That explained the plaster on her cheek.

Caitlyn placed the plastic baggie of yellow powder on the table. "This powder," she said, her voice clipped and cold. "Was given to me by the Frost Archer."

Dr. Mundo blinked again. "Who?"

Caitlyn sighed. "Ashe. Ashe the Frost Archer. She gave this to me."

Dr. Mundo seemed to process this for a moment, then his expression lit up. "Oh!" He said, his tongue running along his jaw. "Ash give you de-stresser powder? You want de-stress too?"

Caitlyn sighed again. "No, Mundo, I don't." She took the plastic baggie and held it up to Mundo's eyes, waving it around the little. "I just want to know where you got this from." Dr. Mundo gave another short laugh and licked his teeth. Caitlyn took a half-step back from him, keeping herself from cringing in disgust at the slobber in his mouth.

"Mundo patient give me!" The mad doctor proudly exclaimed. "He give me as way of saying thank you!" Caitlyn nodded at the information, preparing a small notepad and pen.

"Mhm. Pray tell, who was this 'patient' of yours?" Dr. Mundo thought for a moment, putting a hand to his jaw as he tried to remember who was the person who gave him the yellow powder.

"Ah!" He said, perking his index finger up in the air. "Mundo's patient Jacob gave it to me!" Caitlyn froze for a moment, the pen hanging in the air, its tip inches away from touching the paper surface of the notepad. "Jakob?" She asked. "As in Jakob Odinfield?"

Dr. Mundo seemed puzzled. "Mundo not know patient's full name."

Caitlyn sighed and penned the man's name down. "Thank you for your time, Mundo. But the next time you find powder like this, I want you to give it to me immediately, okay?"

"So you want to de-stress as well?"

Caitlyn didn't bother correcting the mad doctor. For his case, it was best to go with where his mind pleased as long as it ended up with her receiving what she wanted. "Yes, Mundo, I want to de-stress as well."

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Braum and Nunu look on in concern as they see their warmother slumped over the table, her long, white hair splayled over a big area of the table.

"So… what happened?" Nunu asked, his eyes flashing with concern and curiosity. "Nothing, Nunu." Ashe replied. "Just some bad decisions that you should never make in this life nor the next." Nunu and Braum waited for Ashe to elaborate, but no elaboration came.

Braum opened his mouth. "Do you want to speak about it?"

Ashe didn't bother to look up at the hulking man.

"No."

"Okay." Braum and Nunu shared a glance, not knowing what to do or say to their warmother. "How is Tryndamere now?" Braum asked, hoping that Ashe would respond to this question.

"He's fine. He just needs to sleep off the powder's effects." Ashe replied. Nunu got more curious at the mention of the powder.

"What powder?" He asked. Ashe went silent for a moment. Currently, she did not want to explain drugs to the boy, nor should the boy even hear the mention of drugs.

"It's just… powder… powder you should never take even if your life depended on it." Ashe looked up at Nunu, her voice going back to its commanding tone. "Understand, Nunu?" The boy nodded, then hopped off the bench.

"I'm gonna go play with Willump now. Bye Ashe!" Ashe wearily bid goodbye to the boy before slumping over on the table again. Braum continued eating the stew he had in front of him, choosing to keep silent for his warmother's sake. Ashe let out another groan.

"Soraka lied to me…"