(brud man.. he stupidly silly!!!! eeeee!!! also sorry this is lazy!) You knew Brud was a.. not smart sprunki. He was a little behind on almost everything, needing help on remembering how to count past 3. You still kept your patience, however. Helping him every so often, reminding him, all that stuff. He considered you a close friend, hanging out with you sometimes.

Yeah, it was nice.. Until Black came and did something to Simon. Then, because of what happened to Simon, he bit Brud’s head almost in HALF. As for you, you got your chest but multiple times. Luckily, for the both of you, he missed the parts that would kill you. Simon missed Brud’s brain since it was so small, and he missed your vital organs.

Luckily, everyone was hospitalized, and recovered well, including you two. You recovered quicker, so you came to visit Brud a lot, help him remember stuff, like spelling and his friends’ names.

You were in his room, sitting at a small table, both sitting across from each other. A piece of paper sits in front you both, having 1+5 written on it. You point to the problem.

-" So.. If you had 5 buckets.. "

-" ONLY FIVE?! "

-" …yes, five. Imagine you have 5 buckets, and you get another one. How ma- "

-" OH, OH!! I KNOWING THIS!!! IT IS THE UHM.. 17!!! "

You stare at him, dumbfounded. How..? Why..? Just.. You groan, rubbing your temples of annoyance.

-" Six, Brud. 1, 2, 3, 4- "

-" IT ONLY GOES TO THE FOURINGS!!! "