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It's been one hell of a week for Medkit, busy every day with no mercy on him. He's finally been able to lay down this weekend and rest. Or so he thought. Medkit's phone rings, it's Sword. He grabs his phone and answers it, speaking up with a slightly rough tone due to his exhaustion. "What is it, Sword?" He waits for a reply.. "Med!! I had this awesome idea, hear me out.. Rocket found this cool looking abandoned hospital! We bought a bunch of ghost hunting stuff and we wanted to bring you along!" Sword goes on with much enthusiasm. Medkit stares at his ceiling, taking the information in. "..Why?" Medkit hesitates. Sword starts up immediately again. "It'll be fun! Trust me!! We'll even bring an old friend of yours if he agrees!" Medkit stays silent, pondering.. Which old friend? He's never had many friends. Then it dawns on him. "I think I'm good actually, thanks." Medkit's thumb hovers over the button to hang up, but before he can press it Sword introjects quickly. "Please!! We've been wanting to do this for a while and it'll be more fun with you!" He begs.
After a long back and forth Medkit agrees reluctantly. He can't believe it.. His weekend is going to be ruined by late night ghost hunting with some dumbasses. Medkit sighs heavily before getting up from his couch and going straight to his coffee machine. Medkit thinks for a while.. Since when did Sword believe in ghosts? Or did Rocket make something dramatic up for him to go.. Doesn't matter, he's just annoyed he has to get his ass to some abandoned hospital at 2 in the morning. Medkit spends the rest of the day relaxing to the best of his abilities.
Meanwhile.
Sword enthusiastically tells Rocket about his plans for this evening, claiming it'll be 'the best thing they've ever done and will ever do'. Rocket just nods along attentively.
"Okay! I remember seeing a layout of this place online! We'll take the right side to explore it, most of the stuff is there!" Sword drags his finger across his phone to show a path on said layout for emphasis. "Sounds good.. But how will we get in in the first place?" Rocket looks Sword dead in the eyes. "..Can't you bust the door down or something?" Sword leans back slightly. "I absolutely will." Rocket nods confidently. Guess plans are settled!
Sword grabs a backpack, shoving in some supplies.. EMF reader, uhh other ghost hunting stuff (I'm too tired to research for this, ok?), and snacks and a water bottle. Rocket stands off to the side, texting his dad for a ride there. "Sword, bad news, Zuka ain't agreeing to bring us there that late. Any better plans?" Rocket leans against the wall behind him. Sword thinks for a moment.. "Uhh.. Not really! We could ask my creepy ass uncle." Rocket blinks at that before nodding hesitantly. That's definitely quite the first choice.
Hours pass quietly. It feels like it's taking years for the 2 that are actually excited for this.
Midnight rolls around quickly for Medkit, he sighs knowing what's coming up. "This is absurd.." He can't help but to mutter to himself as he gets up from his couch, stretching. He throws on his usual outfit, subconsciously wondering if it'd be too much for an occasion like ghost hunting, he ends up shrugging it off. He heads out the door, it's an hour drive to get there.. No biggie. He's tired throughout the whole drive, he parks in the old parking lot, those other 2 aren't even here yet.. Or so he thinks. There's a light shining through the windows of the old building ahead. Medkit quietly steps out his car, locking it, and walking over. Sword and Rocket stand at the old reception, already messing around before they notice him. "Medkit!! There you are! Almost thought you'd ditch us." Sword rushes up to stand in front of him, excited already. "We've already made our plans! Me and Rocket are gonna go to the right side of this place!–" Before he can continue Medkit quickly introjects. "If you and Rocket are going there with one another what was the point of me coming with you if I'll be alone?" Medkit crossing his arm, almost sounding like a disappointed parent. Sword fumbles over his words for a moment before quickly recovering. "We brought someone else, remember? You'll be going with him!" Sword looks over his shoulder at Rocket, asking for confirmation without saying anything. Rocket nods at that, not looking away from the thermal camera in his hands. Medkit sighs, he completely forgot. And he's definitely not excited to be walking around with this person either. "Where is he then?" Medkit asks sternly. "Oh! Uhhh... He said he was here already but honestly I haven't seen him either." Sword awkwardly rubs the back of his neck, looking away from his brother.
Before Medkit could say anything more there's the sound of footsteps hitting the tiled floors coming from the hall, a familiar figure steps out from the never ending darkness and speaks up, loud and clear. "Miss me, Meddy?" That snarky tone still makes his blood boil. "You cannot be fucking serious.." Medkit groans, he already wants to go home and sleep. The figure steps closer, too close for Medkit's comfort. "I can tell you're just so excited to see me again." He leans closer. "You know damn well I'm not, Subspace." Medkit almost growls it out, he can't stand being near Subspace, not even for a second. He considers just walking out but.. He'll do this for Sword. Despite how stupid this is.. "Calm down!! It's just for a few hours.. Maybe you two could start bonding!" Sword tries to deescalate as fast as he can. Both Subspace and Medkit shrug it off, both not happy to be near each other but whatever.
Sword hands them their ghost hunting gear before grabbing Rocket's hand and walking to their side of this hospital to explore. Medkit and Subspace stand alone in the reception still, glaring at one another in silence. This drags on for around 5 minutes before they decide to actually move. "This won't fix ANYTHING between us. I'm only doing this for Sword." Medkit states. "Yeah, whatever. I don't care, let's get this over with and better hope I don't strangle you to death during this." Subspace huffs. The tension in the air is definitely thick. They head down the other corridor, Subspace holding the EMF reader mindlessly like it's some fidget toy. Behind them the shadows twist into human like shapes as they quietly make their way to their.. Tense little adventure.