Deadlox's House

A beam creaked above Ty and he gripped the frying pan he was holding tighter. They were all out to get him! All of them he didn't understand, weren't they best friends? Why would they do this to him?

"HI TY!" Someone suddenly howled and a blur of black cloth landed on top of Ty, affectively pinning him to the wooden floorboards. Ty let out a slightly girlish squeal as the hooded person wrenched the frying pan out of his grasp and tossed it into a nearby bin.

Rest assured, it was only Sky.

"No! No! Sky why you do dis?!" Ty cried at his friend.

Sky adjusted his sitting position on Ty's back so that he couldn't run away, "Because it's long overdue. Fluffy! Jason! Now!"

"On it Sky!" Jason yelled as he crashed through a window carrying several rolls of duck tape on his arms and a pair of scissors. He landed carefully amongst the glass shards and looked around confused for a few seconds, "Where did Jerome get too?"

Jerome strolled around the corner casually with a coil of rope looped around his shoulders, "The front door was open."

"Oops," Jason muttered sheepishly. Oh well, at least he looked badass.

Ty turned his head to look at them, "Not you guys too," he wailed.

"Ty, it's for your own good," Jerome said as he began working on tying Ty's shoelaces together (just incase).


By the time they were done done Ty resembled a mummy bandaged in duck tape and rope. Beneath the bindings Ty gave a muffled yell.

Jerome picked him up and carried him out the back with all the others where Mitch and Ssundee sat in a car sipping coffee.

"Took you guys long enough!" Mitch said as he set the warm paper cup down in the holder and climbed out to open the car trunk for Jerome.

"Sorry G, Ty wouldn't stop trying to run away," Jerome said. He rolled Ty into the trunk, being very careful that Ty's head didn't get caught in the gap. That would end very badly.

Ssundee picked up the keys from the dashboard, "You can run but you can't hide," he turned on the engine and set it into drive. "So where we heading?"

"Jason's place," Sky answered and squished himself into the back seat with Jerome and Jason. Ty must be doing the worm or something in the trunk because the whole car was jumping up and down like a madman.

"Shouldn't we go to an actual clinic to get the shot?" Ssundee said with a frown.

Sky's face muscles gave a slight twitch of irritation, "We would if it wasn't so overdue..."

"Exactly how overdue is it?" Mitch asked his seat in the front.

"Three whole months," was the reply.

"Damn."

Jason's House- Starlight Underground Laboratories

"Are you sure this is going to be okay?" Jason asked Seto as he pushed a wheelbarrow with Ty lying down, into a white room that had a single chair and a medical bed covered with trays of syringes and different sized bottles of colourful liquid. He and Mitch shuddered at the thought of getting all the injections at once. Oh God, no way on earth was he going to let that happen to him.

"Relax Ty's going to be fine," Seto replied cheerfully and pushed them out of the room so that he could begin.

"Its not really Ty we're worried about..." Mitch murmured at the closed door. Trying to get Ty to get a needle was impossible so this was just about a regular occurrence for them by now. But Ty could be quite the fighter and Mitch knew this by experience.

In another room their friends had set up all a small lounge area and were snacking from a bowl of confectionary. They both sat down with a sigh, each took a piece of the sugary sweet candy and bit into it. Most of them hadn't had anything for the entire day so this was like heaven. To bad it wasn't going to last long.

"Hey Mitch?"

"Hm?" Mitch opened one eye to Jerome's furry face, "Wha?"

"You think Seto's gonna be okay in there with Ty?" He whispered.

Mitch swallowed and paused, "Uhh, no..."

A few seconds later there was the sound of glass breaking and someone screaming hysterically coming out of the makeshift clinic room and they all glanced wearily at the door.

"Please let that be Ty," Ssundee mumbled just as Ty half stumbled and ran past them with a piece of purple cloth in his hands. He was just halfway down the corridor when he tripped and hit his head on the tiled ground (thanks to a job well executed by Jerome's shoe tying techniques).

Everyone looked at Ty for a brief moment and then they all looked over at Sky, who caught their gaze and raised a hand to his temple. Why me? He thought as he glared back at them. Jerome gave him a thumbs up sign, "Good luck."

"Every, single, freaking time. My God." Sky muttered as he walked over to his fallen friend to drag him back to the clinic.


I've never seen anyone who actually likes getting needles and it will probably always be this way.