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Glistening rays of golden morning sunlight poured through the crystal clear glass leading into the highest floor of the florescent apartment block.

Muffled grunting and confused groans filled the room, as Gummy slowly waddled across the chalk white floorboards. A crimson blindfold kept his azure eyes shut, causing him to pace the floor without having a clue whereabouts he was. He prodded the plush donkey tail in his confused grip into the blank air surrounding him.

"Warmer! Warmer!"

"No! Colder! Colder!"

"No! No! Warmer!"

Gummy attempted to follow the commands of the voices, his cobalt gaze seeing nothing but blank abyss as he wandered across his brightly coloured living room.

Kala, Harry and (Y/n) watched with anticipation as Gummy began to slowly wobble closer, the pin of the donkey's plush tail continuing to be poked into the empty air. The image of the donkey itself remained stuck to the wall many steps away, as well as the other direction.

"Warmer! Warmer!" Harry screamed.

"Colder! Colder!" Kala shouted back.

"No, Gummy! Warmer!" (Y/n) added.

Gummy groaned in confusion, pacing closer towards his friends and further from his destination across the other side of the room.

"Warmer!"

"Colder!"

He continued to wander in the opposite direction from the image, prodding the pin of the fluffy grey tail into the space before him.

A painful scream echoed between the colourful wallpaper coated division between the rooms seconds later, however, as Gummy innocently prodded the pin into something...

...Harry's backside...

Gummy gasped at the sudden sound, the banging noise rattling through his eardrums as he slid the scarlet blindfold from blocking his panicked view. His cerulean gaze was met with his chameleon companion bouncing across the room in agony, all four of his fingers gripping the poked area.

Within seconds, Harry leapt towards Gummy, oblivious as to where his foot had landed as his golden eyes remained screwed closed with pain.

Another shriek of pain filled the room, as Harry's bounces of discomfort collided with the very tip of Gummy's creamy white shoe.

Gummy lifted his foot into his grip, squeals of soreness repeating like a broken record as he hopped in circles against his untouched foot. His cobalt eyes returned to being scrunched closed, not daring to open with fear of what he might see from the tingles of pain.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow-"

"You done?" Kala groaned.

Gummy inhaled deeply. "OOOWWW!!

OK, I'm good!"

Harry observed with guilt, understanding that he was the one who caused this. "Do you need a doctor, Gummy!?"

(Y/n) watched with hands covering her panicked expression as her boyfriend nervously tapped the deep ochre rugs coating the ivory floorboards. Although she understood the discomfort this will have caused, she knew it would also be inevitable for Gummy to freak out over something so tiny.

His aching toes slowly patted the ground with almost inaudible pats, a concerned expression soon following as the tingles of pain shot up his jelly leg.

"Oh papa..."

~

Gummy was flung against the mint green cushioned material of his couch, eyes scrunched closed to keep his agitated cerulean gaze from his resting toes. His tingling foot was held up by a velvet indigo pillow as the doctor who had been urgently called pressed his fingers against the sole of the ivory shoe.

From the sensation of the doctor's hands against his injured toes, Gummy released an almighty scream. The howling from the pain bounced between the brightly coloured walls, Kala, Harry and (Y/n) holding their hands to their heads to block out the agonising sound.

The doctor sighed, flashbacks from his previous experience when encountering Gummy swirling in his thoughts.

"Cough please..." He groaned, sounding so done with life as he began to press his stethoscope onto Gummy's aching feet through his chalk white sneakers.

Gummy released a series of dramatic coughs, flinging his body further into the pastel green sofa. The material began to sink as the pressure increased, his shaking body sliding further down it as he contributed with all his effort for the most realistic fake coughs to become the result.

The doctor sighed once more, removing his fingers and stethoscope from the heel of Gummy's shoe before quickly brushing the palms of his hands together. He turned to the crowd of observers.

"In my medical opinion, it's no big deal..." He stated.

Kala, Harry and (Y/n) sighed in relief, although Gummy's girlfriend knew deep down what reaction was about to follow.

"NO. BIG. DEAL!?" Gummy screamed, flabbergasted at the doctor's simple diagnosis.

He hastily grabbed his foot, raising it to make it the center of attention.

"LOOK AT IT!!!" He screamed. "JUST LOOOOOK!!"

Gummy threw his foot back down to the ground as he swung his body so his legs could hang down the front of the sofa, flinching a little in response to the slight amount of painful sensation.

"How can I go on!?" He continued, the back of his hand hurled against his forehead to increase the dramatic effect.

Gummy scrunched his eyes closed further, hyperventilation rising up and down within his chest. "Oh, Gummy! Don't go into the light!"

(Y/n) observed with a little concern while her sister and Harry applauded Gummy's overreaction, perhaps with a hint of sarcasm.

"Bravo! Encore!"

"Brilliant performance!"

The doctor groaned, the sound of cheering and acclamation coming to a close in response. He turned to Gummy, dissatisfaction controlling his frown and slouched posture.

"Well, if you're really having trouble I can send over a wheelchair for you to use until you feel better..."

Gummy's over exaggerated performance of pain came to a sudden halt as he shot up from his collapsed position. Wonder and curiosity spread through his cobalt eyes as an astonished smile crossed his previously agonised expression.

He slapped his hands to his cheeks in amazement, still processing the doctor's words through his now astounded mind.

"A... wheelchair..?"

~

Silver wheels coated in rubber rolled across the ivory floorboards of Gummy's apartment, a thin navy blue sheet of material taking on the role of a seat between them. Shimmering metal arms slid past the second deep blue sheet creating a back cushion to the seat, the doctor's hazy grip holding the metallic handles from the top of said piece.

(Y/n), Kala and Harry watched with confusion, while Gummy became almost lost for words through amazement.

"It's beautiful!" He screamed, clasping his hands together as though he was reacting to a newborn baby.

"Help! Help! Help!" He continued, grinning from ear to ear as his friend and girlfriend approached to assist him.

Kala chuckled as Harry and her sister both stretched an arm around either side of Gummy's torso, his arms flung around their shoulders as they carried him across the room. Gummy kept his injured toes raised, so as not to trigger the aching sensation once again.

His beaming smile grew as his friend and girlfriend gently slid his jelly butt into the cerulean seat of the wheelchair, the doctor leaving the room as the material slumped in response to Gummy's weight.

"Oooo! Bam boozie!" Gummy squealed, examining the unexpectedly comfortable seating of the wheelchair, his feet dangling off of it whilst hardly reaching the support attached below.

He began to tap the arm of the seat, a confused and disappointed expression soon crossing his face as only the sound of his finger to the metal could be heard in response.

(Y/n) crouched beside her wounded boyfriend, arms folded and propped against the opposite armrest with her head balanced atop. She observed with a little concern at how Gummy's gaze continued to shift across each part of the wheelchair with more confusion than herself.

(Y/n) raised her stance as Gummy's grip tightly clasped the reflective arms of the chair, his eyes scrunched closed as he pressed against the surface. He wriggled the chair, the wheels rattling against the ivory floorboards as his girlfriend observed with confusion.

Gummy opened his eyes, his cobalt gaze continuing to examine the wheelchair with uncertainty.

"Hey, chair! Move!" He said, prodding the arm of the chair in hopes of some movement to occur in response.

His companions watched on with concern, Kala groaning in frustration along with Harry rolling his golden eyes. (Y/n) bit her lip, her boyfriend's struggles becoming unsettling.

Gummy nervously turned his gaze to his surrounding companions. "Does it need a key or something? Maybe it's out of gas!"

(Y/n) sighed, a smile following. "You push the wheels on the wheelchair to make it move, Gummy..."

"Push? No motor? No voice activation? No autonomous steering? You use your hands?" Gummy replied, question after question as he couldn't overcome his surprise.

He smiled, his back sinking into the deep blue material forming the support of the seat. "Wow! This is like something from the dawn of time!"

(Y/n) giggled, rolling her (e/c) eyes almost from entertainment as Gummy's grip became sturdy against the rubber coating the metallic wheels below where his jelly butt was slouched.

His arms uncomfortably stretched down to the wheels due to his shortened height, eyes scrunching back closed as he slid his hands across the rubber. Gummy groaned in discomfort, his grips repeatedly slipping from the wheels as he struggled to reach them.

Harry sighed, approaching the long, silver lever attached to the side of the seat. "You have the brake on, Gummy!"

A rattling sound caught Gummy's attention as the lever appeared by his side, a smile crossing his face as his cerulean gaze met the no longer restricted wheelchair.

His hands returned to the wheels, turning them as the seat finally skidded across the ground.

Unfortunately, it began to slide backwards.

The back of the wheelchair sinking due to the weight of Gummy's butt soon collided with Harry's head, sending him bouncing to the ground.

Gasps and a few stifled chuckles soon followed, Harry gripping his head from the collision, along with his right foot from the crash to the ground.

"This doesn't seem right..." Gummy frowned, turning to face his aching friend.

"I think I've got it now!" He chuckled, confidently turning to (Y/n) before returning his grasp to the wheels.

Gummy sent the wheelchair shooting backwards for a second time, banging into Harry - who was still recovering from the previous accident.

"OUCH!" Harry screamed, his back colliding with the wooden poles between the panes of glass forming the enormous oval window.

Gummy continued to collide with his aching companion, struggling to shift the wheelchair into the right direction. Painful shouts echoed from Harry as (Y/n) held her forehead in her hands while Kala stifled a few chuckles.

Gummy shuffled the large wheels by his side, the wheelchair finally successfully managing to travel forwards. A beaming smile crossed his face from the few centimetres of movement.

"BA-GOO! I did it! Easy peasy!" Gummy screamed with joy, a proud smile crossing (Y/n)'s face.

"This is the greatest thing since sliced bread! Maybe even better than sliced bread!" Gummy continued, gentle giggles from his girlfriend overlapping his enthusiastic voice.

Harry groaned, slowly rising from his collapsed position behind Gummy's now shuffled forward wheelchair, tingles of pain shivering wherever he was knocked by the travelling seat.

"Harry! You push me!" Gummy suddenly announced, catching Harry off guard as he released another agonised groan.

"I feel a song coming on!"

~

Exhausted breaths filled the otherwise silent room as Harry slowly raised himself from the slumped position across the ivory floorboards. Gummy wiggled his legs from the edge of the navy blue seat into the small amount of air they dangled into.

Kala and (Y/n) had been watching in pain from the distance as Harry manoeuvred Gummy's wheelchair across the outdoor landscape in agony as his joyful green companion performed a cheerful melody. (Y/n) had enjoyed her boyfriend's innocent tune as her sister held her head in her hands at Harry's gullible attitude.

"T... Time... out..." Harry sighed, holding his quivering hands above his head to signal the 'time out' hand movement.

Gummy turned to his drained companion, oblivious to the pain he was physically suffering as he crouched to catch his breath.

"What's wrong, Harry?" He inquired with innocence.

"I'm... too... pooped... to push!" Harry continued, a deep breath flowing in and out of his chest and his exhausted heart beat with an ache inside.

Kala rolled her eyes, back pressed against the mahogany wood of the cabinet of drawers behind, arms crossed with frustration. (Y/n) shook her head by her sister's side, knowing that she would need to interrupt the situation to solve the problem.

"I think the idea is for you to push yourself..." (Y/n) added, a cheeky grin from her boyfriend shooting across the room seconds later.

"I can do that!" Gummy confidently shouted, smirking towards his girlfriend seconds before his hands slid back onto the rubber coating the wheels beside his seat.

The wheelchair jolted back, colliding with Harry's slowly rising body for about the millionth time. Harry screamed another time, Gummy's cheeky grin fading into a guilty frown in response.

"Sorry, Harry! I pushed the wrong way!" He cried, pushing the wheels against the creamy white floorboards in the intended direction.

Seconds later, however, the seat jostled backwards, knocking once again into Harry's body as he whimpered in pain.

"OUCH!"

Gummy chuckled, unaware of the screams of agony behind him as he successfully propelled the seat forward. A surprised groan followed as he quickly collided with a nearby bookcase as he lost control.

"I think it's broke, Harry... it won't turn!" Gummy cried, a frown crossing his face as Harry slowly approached his confused companion.

Harry groaned in discomfort as he nudged the wheelchair around, Gummy now facing Kala and (Y/n) with a joyful expression oblivious to the pain his friend was experiencing.

"You push one wheel one way, and the other the other way..." Harry sighed, Kala stifling a chuckle and (Y/n) watching with concern as Gummy couldn't seem to manoeuvre the wheels in either direction in response.

Harry sighed once more, approaching his struggling friend. However, the wheelchair began to spin rapidly as his hand grasped the rubber coating one of the wheels.

Gummy cried in panic as Harry screamed from surprise, the two of them swirling into a hurricane as the chair continued to eddy at a rapid pace.

(Y/n) gasped, her back releasing itself from the slouched position against the cornflower blue wall to step into action. She swiftly approached her petrified boyfriend, a hand quickly preventing the wheelchair to swivel any further.

As the seat came to a stop, Harry was flung from his grip to one of the wheels, colliding with the closed, chestnut wooden front door seconds later.

"Ouch..." He groaned, sliding his butt onto the ivory floorboards.

Gummy smiled towards (Y/n) as she released her grip from the wheel with achievement. Heat raised to his cheeks from a little embarrassment as his hands brushed the wheels once again.

(Y/n) watched with a shaking head as Gummy continued to knock into Harry every few attempts at manoeuvring the wheeled seat.

"Ow!"

"Sorry!"

"Ouch!"

"Sorry..."

Harry became scrunched up behind the eye-catching pink beanbag accompanying the mint green sofa, eyes sealed shut in pain as he wrapped his arms around his quivering body - not being able to stand any further discomfort.

Gummy observed with guilt, a frown crossing his face as his companion wriggled in agony below his navy seat's wheels.

"Uh... Harry doesn't look too good..." Gummy chuckled nervously, turning to (Y/n) by his side and Kala further down the open lounge.

Kala slowly approached her sister and concerned companion. "I've been counting - you've accidentally run over Harry twenty seven and a half times..."

"Twenty seven... and a half?" Gummy questioned.

"Yup, there was the one time he rolled over his own foot so I'm counting that as a half..." Kala replied.

"Aaah... got it!" Gummy chuckled in realisation, before turning to Harry.

"Hey Harry, you OK?" He continued, Harry slowly rising from his curled up position on the creamy white floorboards.

"My toes have been rolled over and squashed, my back as been smashed, my head has been boo booed, my spleen is in my pelvis, and my elbow has an ouchie..." Harry listed, a concerned expression painted across Gummy's face as guilt swam through his cerulean gaze.

"I've been better..." Harry concluded.

Gummy sighed. "Oh, pal! You're in terrible shape!"

(Y/n) observed her boyfriend with a little surprise as he leapt from his comfortable seated position, his butt releasing from the no longer slouching material.

"I think you need this much more than I do!" Gummy announced, crouching to Harry's withering level as he scooped him into his gentle arms.

He plopped his aching friend into the deep blue seat, a confused expression from Harry shooting in his direction.

"But... but what about your toe?"

"Yeah, Gummy... what about your toe?" (Y/n) added, leaning against the silver handles of the wheelchair.

Gummy chuckled, wiggling the tip of his foot while receiving no painful sensations crawling up his leg like before.

"Good as new! Just needed to stay off it for a bit I guess!" He continued, joy painted across his face as aching tingles of his injured foot seemed to have now faded away.

Gummy smiled, leaping behind the wheelchair that his agonised friend was now settled within. (Y/n) released her grip on the seat, chuckling as she observed her boyfriend's kind actions.

"And don't you worry about a thing, Harry! I'll push you wherever you need to go, pal!" Gummy continued, a small smile crossing Harry's face from his buddy's thoughtful actions.

"Thanks, Gummy..."

The metallic wheels swirled and swivelled as Gummy controlled the wheelchair, speed increasing as he manoeuvred the seat in a circular motion.

"I think that's fast enough..." Harry sighed.

The speed continued to increase, Harry becoming more alert as his surroundings became a blur.

"Gummy! Slow down!"

"I can't! I'm out of control!" Gummy screamed in panic.

Kala and (Y/n) watched with trepidation as the speed of Gummy's feet patting against the ivory floorboards continued to rapidly increase, the motion of the wheelchair doing the same.

Gummy squealed as he bounced into his eye-catching pink beanbag, the wheelchair shooting from his grip as Harry skidded across the room.

Gummy, Kala and (Y/n) scrunched their eyes firmly closed and attempted to block any sound from entering their ears as a monstrous crack overlapped Harry's petrified screams.

Gummy quickly allowed his azure gaze to witness the scene, an enormous chunk of his saturated blue wall breaking into his bedroom on the other side. Harry was slouched onto the ground, the now dismantled wheelchair deeper within the room.

"Ouch..."