>Morgan does her daily chores and goes to visit Anon at the hospital
>She plans on doing the usual, ruminating on how she could have been so careless to let this happen, reading him the news just to keep the silence at bay, telling him what hijinks her friends had been up to
>Obviously he can't hear or even be aware of what's she's doing but that isn't the point
>She just wants to keep him company, it's the least she can do
>She pulls a hood over her awkwardly long ears and walks into the hospital, the automatic doors closing on her freakishly long tail after she passes them
>It's a silent walk to his room, she's known the path through the hospitals many winding hallways for years at this point
>She opens the door and her heart rate increases tenfold
>His bed, it's empty
>And beside it are his mother and father
>She's loudly sobbing into his shoulder and mumbling some incoherent pleas to a higher power
>After tripping on some cables on the floor she slowly walks up to them
>"Mr. and Mrs. Moose, w-hat happened?"
>Anon's father looks up at her, the resigned look of a father who just lost something unbelievably precious on his face
>"Morgan," he says stoically. "About Anon, he..."
>If Morgan had tear ducts they would be flowing rivers by now
>"He what?"
>He looks down with a sullen glare unable to get the next words out
>"He what?!" She repeats with barely restrained emotion. "He what? What happened to Anon?"
>"Our precious Anon...passed away last night"
>His mother's sobs become almost unbearably loud to Morgan's ears
>"How?"
>"The doctors tried their best, but in the end death had it out for him. They always say you never expect it when it comes, but we never thought he would die of ligma in the end."
>Morgan cocks her head, curious
>"What's ligma?"
>"Ligma Balls!" Shouts a familiar voice from under the bed
>Morgan bends down to see Anon hiding under the hospital bed, a shit eating grin on his face
>"Anon you jerk! Five fucking years!"
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