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Petunia woke up to the sound of her ringing telephone. He felt Handy tossing and turning beside her dismissing it as him dreaming of something trivial. Walking downstairs in her groggy state, she picked up the phone saying hello, wondering who could be calling her so early in the morning.

"Petunia, is Handy still asleep?" asked the voice, she recognized it as Sniffles' voice and replied drowsily "Yeah *yawn*, he's still asleep".

"Good, I heard that you and him had babysat Cub for Pop, how did it turn out?" inquired Sniffles. "He went by himself without telling me, I was taking a shower so I wasn't able to go with him. I was glad that I was there to help him in time, it was nice actually, we haven't die, for the longest time we haven't died."

"Are you sure about that? Are you sure you two never died even one time? How long was the last time?" asked Sniffles, intrigued by the rare occurrence. "S-since the day that he tried to kill himself" told Petunia.

"Hmmm, that's interesting. Is there anything else you two did together?" asked Sniffles. "We helped Giggles with her ruined house, Giggles told me she threatened stop having sex with Cuddles if he doesn't help. So we got some help from Cuddles, repaired her house, and besides that, we just talked to each other" said Petunia which left Sniffles silent for a few seconds.

"Okay, first off, I don't need to know every little thing" which left Petunia wide awake, not meaning to have shared the explicit information she just said "Gah! Heheh, s-sorry, just really sleepy" she said in embarrassment. She accidentally developed the perverted attitude of Giggles and she didn't really imagined herself ever remotely becoming similar.

"No offense taken, anyway back to the topic at hand. Did he suffer any injuries, or you for the matter?" asked Sniffles. "No, we never did" Petunia said which got her wondering why they never did. She had also not heard of any incidents happening but maybe it was just a coincidence.

"Anyway, there's one more important detail I forgot to ask. Does he know?" Sniffles said almost whisperingly. "Know what?" asked Petunia, as if there some sort of secret. "About him dying, about the prevalence of death here" said Sniffles.

She remembered how he had reacted in Pop's house, he had remembered a part of his memory about dying, even though it wasn't that specific, she had told him that it wasn't real. "No, he doesn't know" she said, "Good, the less he knows the better, because when his memories come back, he has to be in the best condition to remember everything. Even his suicide." said Sniffles. "Y-yes but..." Petunia heard the faint sound of a door closing and locking, whirling her head towards the bathroom door upstairs.

"Hello, Petunia you there?" said Sniffles, she had forgotten about Sniffles for a moment there. "S-sorry what was that?" asked Petunia. "You were about to say something?" said Sniffles. Petunia quickly apologized saying "Sorry, I got distracted a bit. But he technically did remember about dying." Said Petunia. "Really? What happened?" asked Sniffles. "He freaked out, he panicked from the sudden return of his memory. But I told him those were hallucinations, is that a bad thing?" said Petunia.

"Really huh? I guess that's one way to avoid a bad scenario, I don't really know if that's whats good for him, but if you don't think he's ready, try to avoid that subject for now." said Sniffles. "Anyway, since his deaths are always related to him having, well, no arms, I came up with a gift for Handy."

"Will it prevent him from dying?" asked Petunia, feeling hopeful. "No but it'll increase his chances of surviving, I'll have the gift for Handy in a few days, be sure to visit me when it's ready, you'll know when I call again." said Sniffles.

"Alright, visit in a few weeks after you call, got it" she said. "That's all for now Petunia, I think this call has gone on long enough" said Sniffles. "Yes, Sniffles, thank you for everything you've done." Thanked Petunia. "Handy's one of my friends, so I'm counting on you to keep him alive and well." Said Sniffles. "Yes, I'll try my best" said Petunia.

And with that, Petunia put the telephone down and went upstairs. "Handy? You in there?" asked Petunia. She could hear something from inside the bathroom. "Handy?" she said again feeling concerned. "Y-yes I'm in here" replied Handy with a choked voice. "Are you okay?" she asked. "I-I'm fine, s-sorry for taking up the bathroom first" he said. "Let me know if there's anything you need, okay hun?" she said. "I-I will... hun." he replied, the last word coming out differently.

He sounded different to her but dismissed it, she went to the kitchen to cook their breakfast and wondered about what Sniffles is going to get for Handy.

Sometime had passed and Handy came out of the bathroom, soaked in his own clothes. He bathed himself, knowing that Petunia would question what he was doing in the bathroom with no running water, and so he could cover up the fact that he cried his eyes out. He did his best to sneak into the bedroom, not alerting Petunia who was busy cooking their breakfast. He dressed himself, and the nightmare stayed in his memory, nagging at him to find out more.

He went downstairs, greeted by the sight of Petunia on the table waiting for him to come. "Dinner's ready Handy" she greeted. He wondered if that smile was fake, along with their relationship, and he felt the urge to avoid her for now. "I-I'm going for a walk." Said Handy, not able to look her in the eyes. "Aren't you going to eat first?" asked Petunia. "No..." whispered Handy.

From his body language, Petunia could tell something was amiss. "Then let me come with you, we could eat later" said Petunia, concerned for her lover. "I want to be alone for now" said Handy. "But wouldn't it be better if I came with yo-" said Petunia before being interrupted by an outburst from Handy "I SAID I WANTED TO BE ALONE!" shouted Handy.

Handy realized that he had shouted at her, her expression was a mix of fear and hurt as she sat frozen midsentence at his yelling. "I'm sorry, I just want some privacy." He said continuing towards the door, Petunia remained silent, the tension making the house feel gloomy and sad. "I'll be back in a few minutes" said Handy as he opened the front door and closed it, leaving Petunia to question if she had done something wrong.

Handy walked beside rows upon rows of unoccupied houses, searching for the one that had appeared in his dreams. Why did the house seem familiar, and why did he drown in the dream. Come to think of it, what was his accident anyway? He kept trudging, searching for the house haunting him. He eventually came upon one particular house, it was the exact same one from his nightmare, except its now dusty and looked like nobody had lived there for a long time.

He took a deep breath, his heart pounding form whatever was waiting for him there. Each step made his head ache, just like the time when he babysat Cub. Each step made it harder to go inside, but he had to know the truth, what does he have to do with this house. He managed to open the knob, and was greeted to the sight of a dusty interior, but then his head did not stop pounding. He was starting to remember, yes, this was his house, but didn't he live with Petunia?

He kneeled from the pain as it intensified, but surely more of his memories were returning. He held as best as he could to support himself on the kitchen counter as he decided to explore more of the unkempt house, more memories of how he had lived alone in it came flooding back. But there was only one room he hadn't checked, and that was the bathroom.

The bathroom door had been left open, each step he took was more painful than the others, he was breathing heavily now, he did not know how much more he can take. Each step made him remember deaths from various scenarios, of hopeless days where each tree friend tried to make their lives better but fate had always managed to make them die. Every. Single. Day.

He entered the bathroom, and the sight of a bathtub with murky water, and a long rope had given him the final push to remember everything. The carnival, Cuddles and Petunia, his suicide, it all came flooding back to him and he couldn't take it anymore. His knees buckled on the bathroom tiles as he remembered his suicide, he was never in an accident, he had been lied to. He was never the guy who had a good life, all he had were broken things, the houses he made never stood up without anybody's help, his body itself was like a broken doll, and his relationship never lasted more than a few days. Then it all made sense to him, his relationship was fake, it was never true. He heard footsteps behind him, he turned around to see Petunia was standing there, the same expression of fear on her face as she dared not move from her spot.