A/N: I came up with this idea like fifteen minutes ago! Lol…I love writing crack fics! Dr. Fine gets his own store! Lol….Enjoy!
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Disclaimer: I don't own N2N or Dr. Fine's Medicine Mart…
Dr. Fine smiled proudly as he went to go open up his new store for the first time. He had worked his tired, optimistic ass off trying to get this place and he finally did.
8 AM…he thought happily. They should be pouring in at ANY moment now…Any moment….Right now…Ok, where the hell are my customers? Why am I fighting with myself in my head?
"Well, well, well…" A cool, suave voice said from the doorway. Dr. Fine's head flew to the entrance. There was his arch nemesis…..Dr. Madden…
"So this is what you've done with yourself?"
"Yes…" Dr. Fine mumbled defensively.
"So what do you call this place?"
"Welcome to Dr. Fine's Medicine Mart! If you can't find what you're looking for, you're a dumbass!"
Dr. Madden rolled his eyes and looked around. "That's encouraging…" He began to look up and down the aisles carefully. What the hell? He picked up a little bottle of an exotic medication from Peru. This stuff's illegal in the United States…
"Do you need any help finding something?" Dr. Fine asked in a cheerful voice.
"No, I'm not a dumbass…"
"Cute…"
Dr. Madden continued to explore the little drug store. Huh..he thought to himself. Interesting set up…Kind of like-"OH MY GOD!"
He was face to face with a giant muscular man who was at least a foot taller than Dr. Madden. He gave him an intimidated stare and crossed his arms angrily. Dr. Madden backed off quickly.
"What's that?" he whispered to Dr. Fine.
"This is Citrus. He's my bodyguard slash store security slash dumbass evacuator."
Dr. Madden waved weakly. "Hi Citrus…"
Citrus just cracked his knuckles causing the already timid doctor to freeze up.
Dr. Fine grabbed onto his rival's arm and dragged him away. "Ok, you caught him on a bad day…"
"What's he like on a good day?"
"He makes really good martinis…"
Both doctors just shrugged and kept walking around. All of the sudden, the bells that were on the front doors rang, signaling that there was an actual customer in the store. Dr. Fine dragged Dr. Madden over to the door to greet the new customer.
"Welcome to Dr. Fine's Medicine-!" He began before Dr. Madden interrupted.
"Diana?"
It in fact WAS Diana who had entered the store. "Oh. Hi Dr. Madden!"
"Ahem…" Dr. Fine mumbled angrily.
"And hi Dr. Fine! What are you guys doing here?"
"I own this place!" Dr. Fine said proudly.
"Really? I couldn't tell…"
She began to look around, suddenly curious. She finally came across the antidepressant aisle and looked carefully. "Hmm…"
"Do you need help finding something, ma'am?" Citrus asked in his deep voice.
"Um…yeah…"
"DUMBASS!"
He quickly picked her up and threw her out of the store.
"You can't allow that!" Dr. Madden yelled at Dr. Fine. "She's clinically depressed! Now she's gonna be traumatized and I have to deal with it because you're so stupid!"
Dr. Fine just snapped his fingers and pointed at Dr. Madden. Citrus quickly came over and picked up Dr. Madden too.
"YOU'RE GONNA SO PAY FOR THIS! I SWEAR TO-!"
Then Citrus threw him out too. He soon rejoined Dr. Fine who was smirking evilly.
"Nice work, Citrus…"
And the two of them went on with their work day.
A/N: Aww…Poor Dr. Madden…YOU GO, CITRUS! Lol…
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