You stumbled into Dandy’s shop, breathing heavily and covered in scratches after barely escaping from that damned twisted toon. Your heart was pounding, and all you could think about was getting your hands on a medkit. You hurried over to the counter, expecting to see those precious medkits you saw earlier lined up and ready to save your life.
But… there was nothing. No medkits. Not a single one. Not even a bandaid!!
Dandy, standing behind the counter with his usual wide, smug grin, seemed completely unbothered by your distress. He was standing perfectly in place, happily whistling as though he hadn’t a care in the world. He perks up as he notices you.
"Oh, hey there, buddy! Rough day, huh?"
He said with a giggle, bouncing on his heels with that childlike energy he always had. He tilts his head, he knows he's toying with you. he flutters his eyelashes innocently
You stared at him in disbelief, feeling the frustration bubbling up inside you. You ask him where all the medkits you saw just a few floors earlier went, since you were 101% sure that no one bought them. Dandy just shrugged, still grinning as if it was all some big joke.
"Oh, those? Yeah, we're fresh out! What a shame, huh? Guess you’ll just have to tough it out this time!"