Billy opens her eyes, and sees two Americans, a man and a woman. She smiles, hugging them. She laughs, flapping her hands. “You’re my parents… I remember you!”

  “Yes…” smiled her father. “I’m so, so sorry we had to leave…”

  “You grew up good… After we passed…” smiled her mother. “Our little Bam…”

  Beatle is injected with the Heaven’s Truffle and regenerates, gasping for air. “Place it in Billy! NOW!!” he yelled.

  “Billy is…” said Black Sabbath, carrying her body.

  Beatle tears up. He grabs the truffle and magically warps it into a syringe, injecting it into her body. “COME ON!!!” he boomed. “BILLY… BILLY AWAKEN!!!”

  Black Sabbath screams in pain.

  Inchworm tears up and facepalms.

  Tophbee, teary-eyed, hugs Gabrielle, who screams.

  Gabrielle screams. “ATEEE!!! ATE!!! ATEEEEEEH!!!” she sobbed, calling out for her sister and trying to reach for her.

  Ladybug speaks. “If If If I flip this coin she’ll be back… Heads…” It went tails.

  Ladybug flips the coin. Over. And over. And over. And over again. Nothing. All tails. He throws the coin to the wall and lands on tails. Ladybug angrily stomps away, tearing up before sitting in a fetal position.

  “There is a time to rise… a time to fall…” said Beatle, stubbornly.

  Death Leopard screams. “She’s gone!”

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  “NO!!!” boomed Beatle, as Sabbath kept on sobbing.

  “SHE’S GONE!!!” boomed Death Leopard.

  “I’M NOT GIVING UP ON ANYONE!!! ESPECIALLY NOT HER!!! I CAN DO THIS!!! I ALWAYS CAN!!! SHE CAN, TOO!!! BECAUSE I RAISED HER TO DO THAT!!!” sobbed Beatle, doing CPR after injecting her with the syringe. He even uses the Voice on her. “Come on! COME ON!!! AWAKEEEEN!!!” Beatle began to ugly cry, drooling in heartbreak. “DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! DAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!” he slapped his head over and over.

  “She’s gone,” Death Leopard reached for his shoulder.

  Beatle roars, still doing CPR.

  “She’s gone,” said Death Leopard, tearing up. “She’s…”

  “NOT HER, TOO!!! I WON’T MAKE IT BAD!!!” yelled Beatle. “Take a sad song AND MAKE IT BETTER!!!” he boomed.

  “You aren’t. But the fact that you exist is already a miracle in itself. You, are a good person… You are the Saint King, not because of some superpower or some crown placed on your head… But because you love so much… and it hurts to see you get hurt all the time over such things… But that just proves that I am… You are who you say you are… Just believe in what you’ve been saying all this time… proud of you, to the utmost degree…”

  Beatle cries, hugging her. “No, not you, too… No, please, God. No..“

  “Can I come with?” asked Billy.

  “Yes,” said her parents.

  Beatle hugs her, crying.

  “But not yet…” her parents hugged her. “Your father, your new father, is the thin line between authoritarianism and anarchy… And you are what turned him Human again… Any more, he could’ve become both. But you… kept him there… My little Bam…”

  Billy opens her eyes. “Can I have Mammoth meat yet?”

  Beatle tears up, checking her skin and vitals, before breaking down in tears and hugging her tight. “Oh God… Oh my God…” he sobbed, hugging her. “My baby… My baby girl…”

  Black Sabbath hugs them both. So do Death Leopard, Inchworm, Ladybug, and Tophbee.

  Beatle smiles, kissing her face all over as she laughed and giggled.

  “Dad… I’m better…” she coughed.

  Beatle realizes she’s still sick. He gives an angered look.

  “Dad… Don’t… I know that look…” said Billy. “DAD!!!“

  Beatle teleports away, but Death Leopard grabs onto his shoulder before he leaves…