Inktober #15 - Helmet (Patreon)

Mariah came running to my side. She had just gotten off her bike and  hadn't even taken her helmet off yet.

"Annie, please help me!" she told me in a voice that sounded strangely  double.

"But what's wrong with you?" I asked before realizing her face was  changing and stretching.

"I'm doing mitosis!" she said in panic, "I don't want to take my helmet  off so my head doesn't split!"

"Your head or my head?" she said next, denoting that her brain was  separating.

Realizing the situation, I quickly stood up and put my hands on either  side of her helmet. "Mariah... or Mariahs, I know it's scary but choose: you can be two  healthy people or two people with the skull crushed inside a helmet."

Mariah looked at me for a moment, then her eyes locked with each other.  She closed her eyes and she said, "Ok, get us the helmet off."