Pig's bedroom.
'Hmm? Wha, what am I doing here? How did I get here?' Pig slurred, wondering why he was in his bed.
'You collapsed in the yard. After you got past all those bullets, you passed out, Guard Duck started yelling for help, the crocs fled in panic, Pigita had just shown up here, and when she saw the way you were, she freaked and carried you up here. I think she even wanted to give you mouth to mouth.' Rat replied.
'Is she still here?'
'No, she had to leave after she got a call. She did say she hopes you get better soon.'
'Wow. She's so sweeeet. Zzzz.' Pig went back to sleep.
'Sweet dreams, you dumb pig.' Rat muttered.