Author's Note: This is a test fanfiction. Seeing if I would do a good job in a crossover. Obviously, I kind of gave up in the end. :/ Sorry. It will be short, of course, at least...I think so.
That scruffy old man. He's just standing there, sucking and licking deliciously on that cherry lollipop. Saliva coating the sweet candy so delicately, his tongue embracing--and amazingly, enjoying--the lollipop. He rests his right arm on the counter, near a very busy nurse--an attractive one at that--while his dark blue eyes wander the area. I fixate my eyes from his face to his legs. Something particularly stood out for me. He has a cane, a very sturdy and sufficient one. I'm not quite sure which leg he has trouble with…and yet, for some reason, I'm interested in this guy. Sure, he's say, fifty years old, but old guys intrigue me. Like Captain. That is…before he was forced to move out of Welton. I furrow my eyebrows, creating a slight yet friendly smile at him. Thank God he hasn't noticed me yet. All of a sudden, something shattered my eardrums.
"Wilson!! Are you done in there yet?! Quit stalling time, you slacker!" the man yells in a very confident and atrocious tone. I groan lightly, gingerly placing my fingers over my ears to make sure I haven't officially gone deaf yet. I make another groan as I get up and walk casually towards the man. As I walk towards him, I feel strangely intimidated by him, for he was about, a feet or so taller than me.
He looks at me with a glare you would never forget, now I'm terrified. I try to speak but only quivering lips display in his eyes. Finally, I got the courage to speak up. "Hey, tone your voice down a bit, sir. We could all go deaf, you know!" I protest against him, frowning a bit. "Now stop shouting for this Wilson person--" he had cut me off.
"Liiiiisteeen, you little pipsqueak. I don't receive orders from teenagers that think they're so high and mighty because, apparently, they aren't. I don't know what's going on in your world, but this is reality. Being ideal is just one of the most idiotic things the human race has imagined," he said, with a much more sinister tone, "now, why don't you run along and leave me alone?"
Before I could do anything, and I do mean anything, someone grabs me from behind. I look over my shoulder to see Todd with his occasional sympathetic look. What a pouter. "H-Hey, what are you doing, Todd? I thought you were going to grab a snack from the vending machine and take a load off." I say as he lets go of me, but still cautious in what I would do next. He had just been gone for four minutes, I'm sure he's been to the restroom already but since he's so hesitant in 'eating healthy', I thought he would have been gone much longer.
"I heard yelling, I came here as soon as possible," he said, looking down at his feet shyly, "I was worried…" Todd looks back at me, a smile across his face. "I'm glad you didn't get hurt. And I'm glad I stopped you before you did." he gives off a slight chuckle to add to his cuteness.
Then the old man interrupted our little conversation. "Oh my God, you two must be gay for each other. I hadn't known. Young, too." he says sarcastically. He grabs his cane and lightly whacks me on the thigh. "Did that hurt? Are you going to run to your mommy now?" he says with a little whine after I had winced at the impact of the cane.
Again, before I could do anything at all, someone takes the spotlight. But it wasn't Todd this time. Another man, a couple inches shorter than the scruffy ass I was arguing to, interrupted us. "House, what did you do now? Are you harassing these two boys?" he sighs desperately as he places his hands on his waist. Is that a hint of gayness I sense? Don't know, but let's see where this takes us. The man grunts lightly as he frowns at the old man, whom I think is named House, and moves his focus from him to us. "I'm so sorry, my friend's…impolite." he says, choosing his words very carefully but that didn't effect the other man.
"That's alright, no hard feelings." I said, grinning. "He was yelling for…um, are you Wilson?" I asked and he nods courteously. "Yes, yes, I just wanted to remind him that yelling is rather impolite, especially if there are other people that need some silence." I inform Wilson, giving off a hint of remark at House.
I turn my attention to Todd…but something's awfully queer with him. It looks like he's dumbfounded. "T-Todd? Hey! Helllloooooooo?! Earth to Todd!" I kept repeating this whilst snapping my fingers in front of his face until he realizes where he is. "Are you okay?" I question him, awfully concerned about him. If you knew Todd, you would do the same.
"U-Um," he stammers and hesitates in answering me but finally plucked up the courage to do it. He drags me away from the two middle-aged men and whispers in my ear. "That one guy looks like you. An awful lot like you, Neil!" he whispered, pursing his lips lightly. "Just look at him. High cheekbones, thick eyebrows, same hairstyle. It's all too uncanny! And he has a mole in the same place as yours. Weird, huh?" he said as I stare at Wilson.
My mouth gaps. "Oh…my God. No way." I said in a slow and astonished tone. I can see Todd grinning like an absolute idiot from the corner of my eye. I turn to face him. "You're an idiot. I'm sorry but you're…you're insane, Todd! I don't see the resemblance! Honestly!"
"But you have to believe me! I bet once you get to know him, he'll be exactly like you! Maybe he's your long-lost father! Your real father! C'mon, you have to give him a chance, Neil." he tries to convince me but I just jerk away from his nonsense. "Please." he says quietly, unlike the words he used before. He clings on my sleeve, pouting. I can't say 'no' to that. I just can't.
I chuckle, smiling back at him. "Alright. One chance. But if you're wrong, it's your turn to study with Cameron." I look at my feet solemnly. Something just popped up into my head. And it isn't something you'd expect me to say. "What do you think Charlie's up to?"
Todd looks at me with sorrowful eyes. He shakes his head lightly, trying to get the words I just uttered out of his head. "Let's make some new friends." he said, his voice breaking with each word. "I'm sure we'll both enjoy it." he gives off a feign smile to me and walks to the two men, who seems to be having a conversation together. As I walk closer to them, I heard Todd introducing himself to the two doctors. "And this is…" he says, eyeing me, his way of telling me to finish something he started.
"Neil Perry at your service. It's a pleasure to meet you." I extend my arm, hoping for a firm handshake as a welcoming sign.