Psychiatry 101
Chapter one- Crocker and the Pink Shrink
"FAIRY GODPARENTS!!!!"
The familiar spasm could be heard from the far end of Dimmsdale Mental Institution, as Mr. Crocker sat once again in the office of his psychiatrist, Madison Taylor.
"Mr. Crocker...you're going to hurt yourself one day.....," Madison calmly pointed out to him as she idly tapped her pink pen against her clipboard.
Her office could be described as a mass of pinkness....since that was Madison's favorite color. Even the chair that Mr. Crocker was lying on was pink. However, with his current spasm, he was flat on his head.
"Madison.......I've been doing this for 30 years and I'm still kicking......," he muttered. "Besides.....fairies......exist! I know it!!"
"I know it too Mr. Crocker.....remember? We both had Timmy's fairies at one time in our lives."
"Yes.......though it sickens me to think I had Turner's....FAIRIES, at least I have some proof! And one day, I-Mr. Crocker- will go from a feared, mediocre, underpaid, stepped on, miserable school teacher to a greater feared, upper crust, overly rich, unstepped on, and happy....WORLD LEADER!!!"
With this Mr. Crocker began his evil cackling, until Madison pointed something out.
"But Mr. Crocker........would you truly be happy? I mean......leading the world by yourself? After you've had all your wishes fulfilled, your revenge sought, and sitting at the height of your throne?"
Mr. Crocker stopped cackling, and still in his upside-down position, stole a glance at Madison. She could be right......will he admit that? Of course not......at least not directly......he did harbor feelings for her though he wouldn't elude to them unless she made him powerless.....
"Of course I would be....," He finally said. "What makes you think I wouldn't be?"
Madison smiled coyly at him, and lightly poked his shoulder with her pen.
"I know a certain someone who can get to you Mr. Crocker......and try as you might, she'll crack open your self-protective barrier one day......"
Crocker winced, not from the poke, but the realization that she was right. She was always right! It seemed that she knew him better than he knew himself.....that bothered him just slightly. Somehow her naiveity had allowed her to read his thoughts at times when he thought she wouldn't be able to, see through his lies, and still keep that smile of hers. How she did it he'll never know. The main problem being, he couldn't come up with a good lie to cover his tracks.
"Gah! Do you always have to be so.........so......shrinky?"
He had given up that term with her, as he said she was the best psychiatrist he has known. But the word seemed to fit right about now.
"Of course Mr. Crocker. We are in my office after all........," Madison pointed out yet again.
"You and your........your....wittyness Madison.......you always see right through me.......but now if you'll excuse me, I have Super F's to make up, college-level tests to sort and staple, and then i will spend the rest of my evening plotting ways to catch.......FAIRY GODPARENTS!!!"
In his latest spasm he managed to right himself, though now with a headache. Madison chuckled as she stood, going to the door and opening it.
"Well......don't work too hard Mr. Crocker. I'll see you tomorrow."
Mr. Crocker nodded, and left. A few moments later, he was on his front doorstep, as the on-cue lightning struck. He threw the door open, only to see his mother standing in the living room.
"Denzel! You're finally home!! Mommy made some fresh two-bit cake for you!! So how's Madison?? Have you proposed to her yet??"
Crocker was now grinding his teeth vigorously, as well as tugging his fake hair. His mother got to him, though unlike Madison's methods. At least hers were more.....calming......
"MOTHER!! I AM NOT, I REPEAT, NOT PROPOSING TO MADISON!! SHE'S MY PSYCHIATRIST AND ASSISTANT TEACHER! NOTHING MORE, NOTHING LESS!!!"
He went to go past her, but he ended up tripping over his feet and falling flat on his face. His mother just smiled, blissfully ignorant to her son's outburst. She padded over to him and held out the cake still.
"Now now Denzel. Come eat your two-bit cake and then come help Mommy try on her new dress......."
With that, she put the cake beside him, and left him muttering incoherently on the floor.
n.n My new story!! Madison is my main OC, and this story will be based on my RPs with Mr. Crocker. He's on FF somewhere.......-looks around- lol Check him out too he's awesome
Mrs. Crocker is quite fun to throw in, seeing her drive Crocker up the wall makes me giggle
Enjoy everyone!!
Chapter one- Crocker and the Pink Shrink
"FAIRY GODPARENTS!!!!"
The familiar spasm could be heard from the far end of Dimmsdale Mental Institution, as Mr. Crocker sat once again in the office of his psychiatrist, Madison Taylor.
"Mr. Crocker...you're going to hurt yourself one day.....," Madison calmly pointed out to him as she idly tapped her pink pen against her clipboard.
Her office could be described as a mass of pinkness....since that was Madison's favorite color. Even the chair that Mr. Crocker was lying on was pink. However, with his current spasm, he was flat on his head.
"Madison.......I've been doing this for 30 years and I'm still kicking......," he muttered. "Besides.....fairies......exist! I know it!!"
"I know it too Mr. Crocker.....remember? We both had Timmy's fairies at one time in our lives."
"Yes.......though it sickens me to think I had Turner's....FAIRIES, at least I have some proof! And one day, I-Mr. Crocker- will go from a feared, mediocre, underpaid, stepped on, miserable school teacher to a greater feared, upper crust, overly rich, unstepped on, and happy....WORLD LEADER!!!"
With this Mr. Crocker began his evil cackling, until Madison pointed something out.
"But Mr. Crocker........would you truly be happy? I mean......leading the world by yourself? After you've had all your wishes fulfilled, your revenge sought, and sitting at the height of your throne?"
Mr. Crocker stopped cackling, and still in his upside-down position, stole a glance at Madison. She could be right......will he admit that? Of course not......at least not directly......he did harbor feelings for her though he wouldn't elude to them unless she made him powerless.....
"Of course I would be....," He finally said. "What makes you think I wouldn't be?"
Madison smiled coyly at him, and lightly poked his shoulder with her pen.
"I know a certain someone who can get to you Mr. Crocker......and try as you might, she'll crack open your self-protective barrier one day......"
Crocker winced, not from the poke, but the realization that she was right. She was always right! It seemed that she knew him better than he knew himself.....that bothered him just slightly. Somehow her naiveity had allowed her to read his thoughts at times when he thought she wouldn't be able to, see through his lies, and still keep that smile of hers. How she did it he'll never know. The main problem being, he couldn't come up with a good lie to cover his tracks.
"Gah! Do you always have to be so.........so......shrinky?"
He had given up that term with her, as he said she was the best psychiatrist he has known. But the word seemed to fit right about now.
"Of course Mr. Crocker. We are in my office after all........," Madison pointed out yet again.
"You and your........your....wittyness Madison.......you always see right through me.......but now if you'll excuse me, I have Super F's to make up, college-level tests to sort and staple, and then i will spend the rest of my evening plotting ways to catch.......FAIRY GODPARENTS!!!"
In his latest spasm he managed to right himself, though now with a headache. Madison chuckled as she stood, going to the door and opening it.
"Well......don't work too hard Mr. Crocker. I'll see you tomorrow."
Mr. Crocker nodded, and left. A few moments later, he was on his front doorstep, as the on-cue lightning struck. He threw the door open, only to see his mother standing in the living room.
"Denzel! You're finally home!! Mommy made some fresh two-bit cake for you!! So how's Madison?? Have you proposed to her yet??"
Crocker was now grinding his teeth vigorously, as well as tugging his fake hair. His mother got to him, though unlike Madison's methods. At least hers were more.....calming......
"MOTHER!! I AM NOT, I REPEAT, NOT PROPOSING TO MADISON!! SHE'S MY PSYCHIATRIST AND ASSISTANT TEACHER! NOTHING MORE, NOTHING LESS!!!"
He went to go past her, but he ended up tripping over his feet and falling flat on his face. His mother just smiled, blissfully ignorant to her son's outburst. She padded over to him and held out the cake still.
"Now now Denzel. Come eat your two-bit cake and then come help Mommy try on her new dress......."
With that, she put the cake beside him, and left him muttering incoherently on the floor.
n.n My new story!! Madison is my main OC, and this story will be based on my RPs with Mr. Crocker. He's on FF somewhere.......-looks around- lol Check him out too he's awesome
Mrs. Crocker is quite fun to throw in, seeing her drive Crocker up the wall makes me giggle
Enjoy everyone!!
