"He hasn't told me his name, so I’m just calling him ‘Guy.’ He—”
A green liquid ran off of his arm, landing on the ground with a splat. He quickly kicked it behind him, where it soaked into the ground, and then announced, “I’m human! I'm bones and stuff! I have so many bones. I've got like 300 bones in me like everyone else.”
“He does that,” Quackity finished. “I don't know what he is.”
—(unpublished fic excerpt)