John screamed, “Friedrick, Let’s get the hell out of here before.” BOOM!

“Is that how we got here?” &@#%$ asked, ‘whistles at Friedrick’ Snap, Snap, Snap, “Friedrick, Friedrick. Come on. Focus...Focus Bambi, I am talking to you, get back on track, here.”

“Yes, yes, my name is Friedrick, why do you want to know how I got here,” Friedrick said confused?

Friedrick looks around he is completely surrounded by body parts, intestines, and bloody gore. “Why, why, was this happening this shouldn’t have happened. It was dead I verified it. Not again, Not Again! no. no. no, no, no no no! I won’t let this happen. NOT AGAIN!” Friedrick

“Well if it shouldn’t have happened then why did he die.”

“HE DID NOT DIE! I WON’T LET IT!” Friedrick screamed

“Okay, okay, let me ask you again how you got here?” Said &@#%$

“Don’t want, Don’t want, must focus, must focus.” Friedrick

Mumbling, “fingertip, wrist bone, toe, bone maybe? John, how many parts are there to you?”

“Don’t lie to me I know you can focus while telling me the story,” &@#%$ commented, “Don’t make me annoy you till you give in we both know that won’t take long”

“I don’t want to, I don’t want to…” Friedrick mumbled out loud. “fine, fine, fine, fine.” Friedrick hadn’t stopped mumbling the entire time. “But, first promise me this isn’t the end.”

“Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, look at the horizon,” smiled &@#%$

Friedrick looked up through eyes full of tears.His surroundings a complete blur,squinting he still couldn’t see. Taking his sleeve and wiping away the tears left a huge bloody streak across his face. He saw a boat docked at the port and he smiled looking down. He saw that most of the munchkin Johns were crying and screaming “OWIE,” and the talking John head kept calling out “Oh bother, I’ve an itch up my nose. John, hey me, get over here, and scratch our nose. Hey, stop ignoring me and get over here.” most of the small Johns turned to the head and flipped it off or stuck out their tongues and ran off playing tag with each other. Seeing this Friedrick freaked out. “Damn it, all of you Johns get back here.” trying to get all the little Johns back into a pile on the original John’s tunic, then whichever Johns were too large and did not fit Friedrick strapped to his back.

“Stop moving John and you John stop it,” fighting to keep the Johns strapped to his back from hitting him constantly Friedrick said “John stop moving” he said to the smaller Johns trying to escape from the tunic

“How is that for you; good enough?” Said &@#%$. To Friedrick in his left ear, “So let’s try again this time let’s begin at the beginning”

In an almost feral voice Friedrick said, “As long as you promise I can put John back together again.”