Doctor Com gave up his feeble attempts at writing a halfway decent exposition, and decide to command another LOLcat to give joe Doctor Com's infinite supply of Icecream, all too aware that he'll have to leave soon. He had no idea when, how, or where, just that it was soon.
Its such a shame, he was so busy going to that weird wedding where everyone tap-danced that he missed nearly the entire plot, he thinks. Now they're in a mansion in who knows where, and Doctor Com feels... Separate. Perhaps he might be able to squeeze himself into the plot somehow, but that's honestly doubtful. It might just result in another LOLcat-like instance, where things go off the rails, and he has to abandon that universe and kill himself. But he supposes that he just has to deal with it.
Life sure can be a pain in the behind at times, huh?
Doctor Com applies gauze to his wounds, complaining about fridges and their logic.