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Characters: Bro Strider, John Egbert [OU], John Egbert [AU2], and eventually Dave Strider [OU]
Setting: Floor fifty-four (toy shop)
Format: Action
Summary: Egbertian luck is bad as usual as they happen across a malfunctioning Bro while trying to avoid tower craziness. They manage to survive the encounter, only to die at the hands of a none-too-pleased, clockwork'd little brother.
Warnings: Language, body horror, a toasted marshmallbro, and scrambled egs

[You would think that they would have come to the conclusion of staying together in these sorts of circumstances a lot sooner than they did. You would think, but you would be wrong. Such is the Egbert way of life.]

[They'd been moving from floor to floor, avoiding all the droned inhabitants to the best of their abilities. They never stayed on any particular floor for too long and only ventured near the staircases when tey were absolutely sure that there was nobody there. And so far, they'd managed to do a pretty good job of avoiding death. Guess it really is true what they say about two heads vs. one.]

[Currently, they were hiding out on the doll floor, sticking to the edge of the room and trying to avoid thinking about how creepy the stares of the dolls and puppets were.]

Okay, my vote is that we leave this floor and head up to the ball pit, what say you? Not only does it have better cover but it's less...creepy. This is a very creepy floor.

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[How can you run from someone who can control time right at his fingertips? Do you really think that's possible? And even if that's the case, Dave has always been quick on his feet. Speed was his forte.

He's already hot on their heels. In a few more seconds he'll be able to grab the other. It's almost laughable that they're trying. That they think that they have any chance of escaping.]

You both don't have a chance against me. [He's not saying it to be cocky. He just actually thinks so. Because he can't afford to fail the admins.]

[On some level, John knows it's stupid to try and run. He's the powerhouse, not the speedster. But he doesn't want to attack Dave and maybe if they can outrun him long enough...maybe Dave will come back to his senses. It's a slim chance, but it's better than dying or attacking his best friend.]

[He grabs the other John's wrist, trying to tug him so that they're running on equal ground again as they start run p the stairs towards the next floor.]

Don't you even fucking start with that heroic sacrifice bullshit, John. I am not helpless and I am not leaving you behind! Just shut up and keep running!

[Nope, you're not getting a chance to stop and do something dumb. He's spent the last month and a half training so that this exact situation wouldn't happen again. He won't stand off to the side while somebody else risks their lives to protect him again. It's just not happening.]

[This death is the fucking worst, how do you think it's gonna feel getting crushed to oil Dave's gears? Not so fucking great. He wasn't planning on letting that happen to his alternate self, nope! But they have to give it a chance and just keep running.

Dave's words bounce off his brain and he doesn't want to believe that they won't be able to escape. Sure they're running on equal ground, but who would Dave try to go after first? John is terrified. If they were being honest.]

I don't think you're hopeless. I don't want you dead.

[It's stupid. This hero sacrifice bullshit. But this was his only plan.]

[There is no chance. Dave was too perfectly brainwashed. He was happy to assist the Admins. Proud of it. After all, why shouldn't he be? There's no reason for him not to want to do this, right?

He doesn't know why his mind is screaming.

And why does he need to only catch one of them? When there's two terrifying clockwork Daves now. Did you think he couldn't control time as he was?]

Running is futile. Just accept your punishment.

Yeah and I don't want you dead either! And that's how that works, right? You do something heroic and you're toast? Just shut up and ke--

[Fuck.]

[Fuck fuck fuck!!!!]

[Heading for the staircase was a terrible idea and why didn't they realize this sooner. With Dave able to bring in the time clones, it'll be all too easy for him to box the Egberts in, if he hasn't already.]

Sh-shit!

[John bro, if you have any ideas that DON'T involve heroic sacrifice on your part, now would be a good time to share them.]

Yeah, basically. But that's fine. As long as I can fight him off and you can go and run in another direction while I've got him concentrated on trying to kill me instead of you.

Dude. Stop worrying.

[He pulls his arm away from John's and turns. Turning so that his steps are sideways instead on going in the same direction of his alternate self.

This is so stupid.]

You've already got me once Dave, is that not enough?

[He's taking a swing at Dave, because he has no other plans.]

[Dave frowns a bit at that, but he doesn't slow down.]

Got you? The only reason I'm doing this is because you deserve it. It's punishment for lying. Punishment for killing a unit.

[Not because it's Bro. No, because Bro was a unit for the Admins. That's what matters. He snarls a bit as John's swing actually hits. It doesn't seem to deter Dave at all. Only anger him.] That hurt, John. [That was...not a relatively smart thing to do.

Even if John has this one distracted, there's still the other him who's interested in the other John.] Now you're really in trouble.

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