Blackness.
And stars.
Gummy’s vision is consumed by an array of stars, and blurred eyesight. He is slow to get up, and something feels off. Is it the pounding in his head? Or is it the sensation that everything feels slightly tilted and unreal.
“Let go.” A voice tells him.
Gummy barely makes out the words before the voice repeats itself.
“Just let go, Gummy.” The white voice repeats.
‘Let go of what?’ Gummy thinks to himself, it’s apparent he cannot talk, his mouth is in too much pain.
At that moment Gummy realizes he is holding Rocky by the wing, while hanging him off the edge off a cliff.
It doesn’t take much more convincing by the voice to drop the feathered fiend to his death.
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Just then Gummy awakens from his unconscious state with that same pounding in his head and sharp pain in his mouth. He quickly realizes that he is lucky to have survived. Although he then recognizes that his teeth weren’t so lucky.
He gets up to realizes he is on the edge of Froggy Bottom Bogg and was probably left there for dead by his former associate.
‘I guess it’s time to return the favor.’ Gummy thinks as he slowly make his way over to the bird’s nest.