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    Courage's mind couldn't just grasp what had happened. What exactly had went wrong. This wasn't how things were suppose to be!

    They were suppose to stay one happy family, in a house that was in the middle of Nowhere. Eustace was suppose to be in chair, reading the newspaper. Grumbling about things that annoyed him, and how Courage was a stupid dog. Muriel was suppose to be sitting in her rocking chair, sipping her tea. While he sat in said farmer's wife's lap, laying contently, and just enjoying the peace that surrounded them.

    Courage didn't even have to ask when it all started. Just why. Why to his masters, his family, of all people. He wondered this, as he sat in the waiting room outside the emergency of the hospital he was in, uneasiness flowing throughout his body.

    'Please let everything be okay...'

    Earlier that day...

    It had been a wonderful, surpisingly cool day in the town of Nowhere.

    Muriel had needed some more of her very needed, and sometimes overused, vinegar. So with a stern 'request' to a hunched farmer, Muriel, Eustace and Courage all piled into the truck, making their way into town.

    They had almost made it safely. If it hadn't been for Di Lung, and his chaotic driving.

    Eustace didn't even have enough time to swerve out of the way, only to move in front of Muriel and Courage. Shielding the only family he had ever known, and truly loved. With a head-on collision, Eustace died instantly, with Muriel and Courage coming out with a few scrapes here and there. Even while the nurses moved Di into the ambulance, he yelled about how much he was going to make them pay and how they were stupid fools.

    Muriel almost didn't allow the firemen and nurses to move Eustace's prone body, only after much pleading and careful strokes to her arm from Courage did she finally let him go. As they were checked minimally for any visible body injuries, they were both ushered inside of an ambulance of their own, with the covered body of Eustace. Muriel sobbed quietly, too in shock to even wipe the steady streams of tears running down her face. Courage could only pat her back, whining gently in the back of his thoat, looking forlornly at the body bag in front of him.

    When they finally got to the hospital, Muriel was rushed to get a x-ray scan, almost running over a certain red cat, that quickly stepped out of the way in time. He merely raised an eyebrow at the disheveled woman's back, and then turned his head slightly to the right. His eyes narrowed marginaly as they landed on a woman who was carrying Courage further into the hospital. Now he was most definitely curious as to what happened. He walked down a hall, into the head doctor's office, ready to question on the details of what had happened to his favorite nemesis.

    Courage was taken to a seperate room, where he was scanned, poked and prodded for any bodily damage, while only heightened his discomfort. After discenfecting (?) and placing a bandaid upon the wound on his face, Courage was carried and placed on the floor in front of the door Muriel was taken into after her scan.

    Present...

    He waited patiently, hoping everything was going to be okay. At least better than things had already gone, as he thought of Eustace.

    Inside, Doctor Vindaloo was speaking to Muriel, who was trying to keep it together.

    "I'm sorry, there was nothing I could do yon, nothing at all. He passed away immediately after the crash. The good news is that you got away with just a sprained hand and ankle in the car crash. And a few minor bruises."

    Placing a hand on the women's shoulder to calm her, if not to try and get through everything else, "However, in other bad news..."

    A few minutes after, the door finally opened. Courage looked up at Muriel, who wore a grimacing smile on her face, "Courage..."

    Bending down to pat him on the head softly, but lovingly, she grabbed his leash in her hand, "it's time to go home."

    He whined softly, and followed her out the doors of the hospital, noticing Muriel had an odd expression on her face. Once more, he hoped nothing else would go wrong.