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Bitty was broken down. He never thought he would feel so much pain in his short life. He knelled in the kitchen, shoulders shaking as he was wracked with sobs. Chowder tried his best to cheer Bitty up and Rans and Holster tried to physically drag bitty out of the room, but Bitty refused to budge. He'd never expereineced death before. Especially not with someone he felt so close with.No one knew what to do to help console Bitty. So one by one they left him in his grief until Jack came home. Somehow, the stoic unemotional Jack was the only one able to bring Bitty out of his grief. He pulled the smaller boy into a hug, whispering. "Betsy's in a better place now, Bitty. I'll buy you a new stove."