You were lucky that Flower only scratched your arm before we finally got him." "That Flower may seem meek and mild, but oh boy! Those thorns can cut through iron. "Cuphead, you really need to watch out for those thorns." Mugman told Cuphead as he tried to mend his wounds.
How did Satan himself ever get the money to build a casino anyway? Did he sell all the souls he had gotten to the black market? Well, he was the devil so.money must not have been important at the moment. Heck, if you and your sibling's soul had been unfairly gambled by the Devil and his no good accomplice, and you had to do his dirty work to get them back, you would have been in a pretty sour mood,too. As you have probobly have guessed, the little cup was not in the best mood. "Hold still", Mugman said as a reply to Cuphead's reaction to having his gauze being put on."It's only gonna hurt more if you move a lot."Ĭuphead responded with only a huff and tried not to move. Never the less, every single part of their bodies hurt, and it showed by the limited movements the made and the limps they made while walking. Some of the pieces were still chipped of while some had been crudely glued back on. The worst part was the poor chaps' ceramic heads. The two boys were both currently bruised and bandaged, coats of dried blood staining the old bandages and gauze while fresh pools of it collected one the new ones.
The one attaching his gauze was his brother Mugman. Now, he was going to remind himself to have more respect for them. Cups, who had never really experienced a gash like that used to think of them as wimps for reacting so badly to them. He'd heard of kids at school getting gashes on their arms bigger than what he had. Cuphead winced in pain as gauze was being attached on his arm.
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