Last words

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"Phew, that was close." said Dean, spinning his chair round to see the scene before him. Hurriedly, he tried to help Bubba, but his seatbelt jammed. "Oh come on!". Eventually it came free, and he rushed forward, in time to see Bubba slump back against the closed door of the cupboard.
"SMEG! I just killed an Aeron! CEREBRUM! I may need counseling! How you doing? You want me to get the first aid kit?"
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"Dean, you idiot!" Cerebrum shouted, as the cupboard door swung open. He was bleeding profusely. "My spine's been severed, and I'm paralyzed below my neck. You're going to need more than a first aid kit."
"Oh smeg," cursed Dean, running over. "This is terrible."
"No, this is merely disastrous. What's terrible is that this ship is about to run into a building!"'
Dean frantically leapt back into the cockpit, and pulled back on the controls, sending the ship up into the sky, clearing the roof of the building by a meter. "That was a close one."
"For you maybe," came the call from the back. "But you're sudden maneuver as impaled me on a steel beam."
"Oh jeez," Dean said, running back again. "Don't worry, you're going to make it."
"Dean, must you always be so idiotic?" snapped Cerebrum. "My spine's broken and I've lost too much blood. The only reason I haven't died yet is because I'm doped up on pain killers." He coughed up some blood. "There's something I have to tell you before I go, though."
"What?" said Dean, going closer to hear Cerebrum's last words.
"I always hated you. I hated you the most," Cerebrum choked out.
"I know. I hated you too, you stupid shrink," replied Dean, as Cerebrum's eyes rolled out, and his pulse ceased.
OOC: All will be explained shortly.