Scene: Somewhere in the bloodstream, near the heart.

Captain Cardio (the Heart):

*Thump-thump* “All right, team, let’s keep it moving! Red, you’re behind schedule—again!”

Red (Red Blood Cell):

“Sorry, Cap! I got stuck in traffic near the alveoli. Oxygen pickup was slow today. That guy’s been slacking.”

Oxy (Oxygen Molecule, tagging along with Red):

“Hey! Not my fault the lungs took a nap mid-inhale. I’m just cargo!”

Chief Liverston (the Liver, via biochemical transmission):

“Is anyone going to talk about the caffeine spill from earlier? I’m still detoxing the guy’s third espresso.”

Neura (Neuron from the Prefrontal Cortex, over synapse link):

*Crackling sound* “Speaking of caffeine—brain’s lighting up like Times Square. We’ve got ideas firing left and right. He’s trying to write a novel again.”

Captain Cardio:

“*sigh* He always does that after coffee. Get ready for increased demand, Red. Neura, keep things stable. Last time he tried this, we nearly hit adrenaline levels worthy of a bear attack.”

Red:

“On it, Cap. Just dropped off Oxy at the frontal lobe. Heading back to the lungs. Round trip in 45 seconds if the legs don’t cramp again.”

Oxy:

“Tell the lungs to stretch before running. These panic jogs aren’t doing anyone any favors.”

Chief Liverston:

“Also, can someone tell the stomach to go easy on the hot sauce? I’m tired of handling acid overflow like a frat party cleanup crew.”

Neura:

“Noted. I’ll ping the Hypothalamus. Maybe we can sneak a hydration craving in there.”

Captain Cardio:

“Good work, team. Remember: steady rhythm, clear vessels, and for the love of homeostasis, someone check on the pancreas.”

Pancreas (distant and drowsy):

“M’fine. Just... counting carbs. Slowly…”

Red:

“And people think the body runs itself.”

Captain Cardio:

“Only if we do our jobs. Now move it! Next pulse in three… two… one—*thump-thump!*”