"Y-yeah, it hurts worse than anything I've ever felt, but yeah." he coughs and looks at the fallen soldiers. "I'm not gonna be able to get away from here like this, do you have somewhere I can stay?"
Stitchy keeps walking, more slowly now, after about 15 minutes they reach the farm. There's a moderately sized dull orange farm house and a huge corn field.
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Stitch walks in, there is no food in the house, no kitchen, just a guest room and a living room. He takes Andy into the guest room and places his gently on the bed, now in scarecrow form.
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"Are you okay?"
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Stitch picks up his pitchfork and sickle and puts them away
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"Y-yeah, it hurts worse than anything I've ever felt, but yeah." he coughs and looks at the fallen soldiers. "I'm not gonna be able to get away from here like this, do you have somewhere I can stay?"
"I have a little farm." Stitch becomes a giant wolf spider, "Hop on."
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Andy after a few attempts manages to sling his wounded body onto the spider stitchy. after a few minutes of riding, he passes out.
Stitchy keeps walking, more slowly now, after about 15 minutes they reach the farm. There's a moderately sized dull orange farm house and a huge corn field.
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Andy remains unconscious
Stitch walks in, there is no food in the house, no kitchen, just a guest room and a living room. He takes Andy into the guest room and places his gently on the bed, now in scarecrow form.
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HE can see that the wound is still trying to heal, but whatever the bullet is made of keeps undoing it
"Andy! ANDY!!! Wake up! Let's say you didn't have that thing in you, would your really good healing regrow a limb?"
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He groggily awakens, "h-huh?"
"How does your healing work?"
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"It can heal p-pretty much anything, except for severe damage t-to a vital organ" he mutters groggily.
"Okay, um... Hold on." Stitchy casts flame blade. "Ready?"
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He sees the blade, "W-wait what!?-"
"I'm not gonna do it until you're ready." He raises his flaming scimitar above his head
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"D-do what!?-"
"Chop off your leg, it'll heal, get rid of the bullet, and the fire disinfects the wound."
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"uh-umm, o-okay..." he braces
He lops his legs off with one cut "I hated doing that..."
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