The worms crawl out...

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Give it up. You lost. Get out of my head.

"No."

Really. Be reasonable. You have to climb out every three days and hang out in your swimming pool, or you're going to die. It's been two and a half already. Climb out like a good little slug-thing, and maybe I'll talk Brainy into building you a nice Habitrail.

"Maybe. I'm not taking that chance."

So--what? You're going to use my greymatter as your deathbed? Gross. Do you things rot in there, or do you ooze out when you die. Because rotting slugthing in my brain is just not something I want to deal with.

"I'm about to starve to death, and this is what you're worrying about?"

Don't expect me to be sympathetic. You took me over with no intention of ever giving me control of my own body again, and tried to kill my friends. I'll probably do a jig on your sluggly little grave.

"And here I thought you weren't going to turn into that psycho in your future."

I'm not--I won't.

"Delighting in the slow and painful death of another sentient creature? I don't know--sounds a lot like him to me."

...Why yes. Tim is strapped down to his bed, and it really does look like he's talking to himself.

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Of course, Dean's in the MedBay as usual. Lately, though, since Sam has been more stable, he's been walking around the area, helping out the best he can. So far he hasn't done much, but he's got a lot of spare time, what with his lack of a sleep schedule. So, making his rounds, so to speak, he pauses by Tim's bed.

"Hey, slugface. Quit tormenting the kid and just die already." Dean grumbles, irritated with life in general.

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"My, aren't we charming today?" Tim says, opening his eyes to give Dean a cold smile. "And how's your brother doing? Did he wake up, or are his brains still scrambled?"

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Dean's gaze hardens, and his answer is rather monotone, though the strain is obvious. "Nope, his brain's still scrambled. Thanks for asking."

A pause, and then a smirk. "Which brings me to my question. How are you feeling? Hungry?"

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"Exactly what the hell is the point of this? You've lost. You know you've lost or else you wouldn't be resorting to poking at Robin's psyche." Danny asks.

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Tim's eyes narrow. "You're funny. Sam was funny, too. wonder if he'll still be able to string a sentence together if he wakes up."

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Danny's voice makes Tim's head whip around and he glares at him, fighting his restraints. "You," he spits furiously. "I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you."

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Tim's Yeerk is doing a good job; the muscles in Dean's jaw twitch as he stares down at the kid. "Too bad you won't get to see it, slugface. I heard it's kind of hard to experience things when you're dead."

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"Yay. You remembered me. I'm touched." Danny says, completely monotone.

"Maybe next time you'll think twice before-oh, but that's right, there won;t be a next time. You'll be all dried out a shriveled up in about 12 hours."

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Tim sneers at him. "Maybe I'll get lucky enough that he'll wake up, and I can watch him drool all over himself."

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Tim growls a little in frustration at his inability to escape. This host has been trained by one of his world's greatest escape artists--and he can't get free. He curses under his breath and glares. "I will get free, and I'll find a way to make you pay."

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"Yeah? Maybe I'll get lucky enough and be here when you do shrivel up and die. That way I can grind you into the floor with my shoe." Dean snaps angrily.

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"Touchy," Tim says coolly. "I can't possibly be saying anything you haven't heard before."

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"Shut up. Sam's stronger than you, you friggin' parasite, and you're just pissed he can survive a bullet and you can't live without a nice skinny-dipping in that damned pool of yours for three days."

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"So, do all you slugs get this delusional after going so long without food, or is it just you?"

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"If he were stronger than me and my kind, he wouldn't have put the bullet in his brain. Unless he's naturally suicidal, or was really looking forward to living the rest of his life as a vegetable. Do you think he'll need diapers?"

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"How healthy do you think you'd be feeling after a few days without food and water, huh?"

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"Shut up!" Dean hisses, and as much as he'd like to punch Tim, he knows it wouldn't be fair. Instead, he smashes his fist into the bed next to Tim's face, and then whirls around, furious and trying to calm down.

"Jesus Christ. Just." Dean inhales sharply, back facing to Tim. "Can't wait 'til you slither out of there. Gonna set you on fire."

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"Well that's your own fault isn't it? If you hadn't left the pool you wouldn't be slowly dying right now."

Near the End...

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"Hey. Sorry I wasn't around, I was explaining stuff to Kal. He's majorly confused right now--he came from the fight with Doomsday."

Superboy comes in and takes a seat, next to Tim's bed.

There's more to it than that. His not being here.

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"It's not going to help Sam any," he says, unperturbed by the sudden violence. "But do what you want. At least I won't be going through life unable to control my bowels."

Near the End...

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Tim turns and gives him a cold look. He's hurt, and tired, and in pain, and not at all excited about seeing the person he failed to kill.

"Oh. You."

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Kon fiddles with his hands.

"You don't have to die, you know," he says to the Yeerk. "I know you don't trust us, but you leave and you have a chance. You stay in there and you're dead for sure."

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"You're not going to have a life at all." Dean spits out, glaring. "You're going to die. You understand that? You're going to die by slithering out his ear and falling on the ground, and you're going to shrivel up. I've seen it happen to all of your parasite buddies. And I'm going to watch, and make it even more painful than it has to be."

And he means it, too.

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"I won't apologize for it."

Re: Near the End...

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Tim sneers at him. "Really." He jerks his head toward where Dean is pacing. "That one says he's looking forward to ending me, and is hoping to make it extra painful." He scoff at Kon. "So do you really think I want to give him the chance?" He shakes his head. "I won't be kept. I'm not a pet."