Builderman x Shedletsky TR:UD

[You're on your way, give me some advice on buildershedam] This is a new place. Just as strange... Who even put them here? It was unclear. Builder was given his own hammer, like a weapon, and also a mine, a warning signal. Shedletsky hadn't changed anything. The same sword, and the chicken. Only the ability had changed, oddly enough. Hmm. And then a new, damn round, and Builder and Shedletsky appeared together, like family... They appeared in a city. Literally dead. There was nothing around except the quiet wail of sirens and fog in the middle of an abandoned city. For the first time, Shedletsky's face showed intense fear.

There was no fear on Builder's face, only sadness and disappointment. The killer was Kulkid. And before Builder could react, Shed was already under attack. Builder immediately struck Kulkid with his hammer, yelling at Shedletsky to run. Wounded, Shed still escaped. But the guilt remained in his mind. He wanted to go back, but fear was too much for him. Running into an abandoned house, Shed sat down on the stairs.

"I shouldn't have abandoned him... What if he dies because of me? I'm such an idiot! I... I have to go back... But I'm wounded." Shedletsky thought as he chewed his chicken, trying to somehow ease his suffering.

And then... Builder arrived. Except... Builder was covered in wounds, and pretty badly wounded. Builder glanced at Shed and forced a soft smile. Through the pain and tears, he smiled, looking at Shedletsky. He weakly spread his arms out to the sides, causing them to tremble due to his current weakness. Shedletsky stared at Builder. This wasn't what he expected to see.

"Well... Come on, hug me, Sheddy... Don't I deserve it after I saved your golden life?" Builder said this with a barely forced smile.

Shedletsky stared silently at his close friend, then, as if he'd been cut off, he leaped up from the stairs and, rushing toward Bilder, hugged him tightly. Shedletsky couldn't hold back the tears; they immediately streamed down his face. He looked at Bilder with hopeful eyes, as if this couldn't possibly be true.

I don't know, I'm going to get a password for them.