Twice Blasted...

"AAAAAAHHhhhHhHGHhhh, YOOoUuUU fUuUccckkingg DegeeenErrraATTeee! MAYYyyy youuUUu Roooottt! iiiinNNnn HelllLLll," Frederick cursed as his body slowly tried to regenerate the massive amount of damage that had been inflicted upon his person. A rather herculean effort what with the flames of [Chaos] eating away at his flesh still and especially with a good chunk of his organs and his brain getting caught up in the blast.

"bLllAaassstEEDdd wOOooRMMm!"

Rocko's self-destruction had done significantly more damage than Frederick could have predicted, an absolutely vexing revelation since Frederick had planned for this contingency before.

Around the time of his original transformation, Frederick had realized if he kept his vital organs in their usual places, they would become easy targets for would-be revenge seekers and warriors. As such, he made sure to regularly shift his organs until finally settling on hiding them in the giant wasp body that served as lower torso.