I must have cried for a while, but the whole time Kobra Kid just stayed there, holding me. When I lifted my head up, Fun Ghoul was just standing there, stroking my hair. These guys reminded me of my dad, before he died. He was always there when I needed a shoulder to cry on or a hug.
(2 weeks later)
I was fully recovered and ready to go. We were heading back to my base, to pick up a few things. I grabbed my spare ray gun and my bandanna, and as I was walking out the door, Party asked me about my motorcycle. "It was my brothers.He crashed that thing so many times.