Hello, fellow Oliver And Company fans! I have returned, and, since it's flu season, I decided I would make a post-movie fanfic in which the four most popular(and my four favorite)characters in Oliver And Company(that is to say, Oliver, Dodger, Rita and Georgette), are diagnosed with a unique severe illness each, and brought to the vet to be treated. Can they possibly pull through? And how did they catch such awful illnesses, anyhow? Find out in this five chapter story!

Things To Note:

This story was, just so you know, inspired both by that Knowledge Adventure game titled 3D Body Adventure(specifically, the Emergency Room/Save The Patients part of that game), as well as a marvelous Kung Fu Panda fanfic on this very website, titled "Medical Reasons".

This fanfic takes place four weeks after the events of Oliver And Company.

I own none of the characters. They all belong to Oliver And Company and therefore to Disney.

Veterinarian Emergency Room

Chapter 1-An-Georgette Pectoris

Funny how things can change so rapidly and frequently, isn't it? How things can look up and be like heaven, only to plummet down and become like hell. Recently, Fagin had gotten a real good job after his part and that of his dogs in putting an end to Sykes and his menace earned him-and them-a nice pardon and a second chance to start clean, provided none of them would be stealing ever again, which all agreed and adjusted to. That job, by the way, was that of an ice cream man. It was an easy job and it paid enough to keep afloat the new home Fagin was able to earn, which was an apartment. An apartment in a building that was four blocks away from the Foxworth Mansion, which meant they lived a new, better life in a better part of NYC, and which also meant it was only too easy for Fagin and his dogs to visit the Foxworths, Georgette and, of course, Oliver and vice versa. Not to mention Fagin had gotten the job four weeks ago, and there were four blocks between his home and theirs, so there you have it. Additionally, Oliver had both grown on Georgette and gotten much closer to her and vice versa, so now they were just like siblings. Not to mention Dodger and Rita had fallen in love and become eternal mates.

And for a while, things were quite wonderful and enjoyable for everyone focused on here in this story. Unfortunately, after four weeks, disaster struck. Not on everyone, though. On four specific animals. Georgette, Oliver, Rita and Dodger, to be precise. They had woken up one day and were extremely ill, much to the shock and worry of their respective owners. Each one had a different disease that was not only making them sick, but, as would soon be realized by the ones they lived with, also threatening their lives! So, put into pet carriers, and offering no resistance or argument, since, despite not liking going to the vet, they could tell they were in too serious and severe a condition each to not go there, or to try and avoid going there. So they dealt with what they could just as easily tell was inevitable. As soon as they'd been brought to the veterinarian's animal hospital, Fagin and Jenny paid for entering them into the emergency room of the place.

As soon as this was done, and they were all put gently onto a table each, their carriers were opened and they slowly made their way out. Once this happened, they were looking up to where the animal emergency room vet was coming, and she said: "Hello, it would appear we've four new pet patients to be treated!" "Yes, and they are all in critical condition of some kind! I'm afraid their lives may be in danger!" Jenny said. "And the same goes for me and my other pets here!" Fagin said, motioning his hand to the perfectly healthy but worried Tito, Francis and Einstein. "Can you help them?" "Am I a vet?" she responded. "But I have to know, if they each seemed to have a different serious illness, which one was showing what symptoms, for the one with the most pain must go first, as I can only treat one of them at a time." Jenny and Fagin gave a nod to show they understood, and suddenly Georgette would make a loud, cringing noise of pain as she clutched her chest with her right paw, causing Oliver, Dodger and Rita to look on at her in startled concern while she almost keeled over.

"Well, Georgette seems to have the most pain, and she seemed to have difficulty breathing properly today, plus was going through some nasty, debilitating chest pain, so I'm guessing she's the one who needs the most immediate treatment!" Jenny said. Oliver, Dodger and Rita quickly nodded, and the vet then said: "Okay, then. Miss Poodle, you're going to have to come in here…" She picked her up and gently carried the currently tight chested Georgette into her operating room, picking up a special device she owned which translated a animal's noises(such as a dog's barks or a cat's meows)into comprehensible English, and held it to Georgette's mouth as she said: "All right, girl, describe what has been making you so ill this morning." Georgette then did a series of barks and whimpers which the device translated as:

"When I awoke this morning, I felt a lack of air in my lungs. Not to mention my chest felt as tight as a vice. I don't understand how this happened, as I'm always keeping myself healthy and perfect, with a strict diet and constant exercise. But however it happened, it did. I think I've got angina pectoris. My chest has been killing me, my blood pressure has been a lot higher than it once was and unless I stay still, I feel this clogged artery chest pain. How can plague have just built up so much over the course of one night in perfectly clear, healthy arteries like mine? And how can so much tartar have build up so rapidly, for that matter? This means I could die just trying to get through the damn day. Please help me. I'm begging you to cure my coronary artery disease before I have a lethal heart attack."

"Of course, beautiful." the vet told her, putting her translator device aside. She then took Georgette into the part of the room where knockout gas and operations were given, and she told the ones she would work with everything they needed to know. They nodded and Georgette was told to lie down on the operating table on her back. She did so, and after they put a mask over her face which gave her a combination of oxygen and knockout gas, she passed out and would not be awake for quite some time. Immediately did the vets get to work giving her the surgery she would need for her unexpected, unwanted and unaccounted for bum ticker. It took quite a while, and outside of the operating room Georgette had been taken in, her friends anxiously waited for many long, hard, tense, agonizing and torturous minutes. But in the end, Georgette's arteries had all been cleared. Her angina had been completely cured and, with the exception of her torso being wrapped up in bandages galore so she could heal from her operation, she was exactly as she'd been before inexplicably contracting CAD. She was brought out, good as new, and with a nice, relieved smile, and the others breathed a huge sigh of relief, too, especially, for obvious reasons, Oliver and Jenny.

But after Georgette was shown to them so they' know she was okay, the vets informed Jenny and Fagin she would have to be taken to a hospital bedroom to recover for a bit, which all of them acknowledged before she was taken there and put in her infirmary bed to recuperate for the time she needed to regain her strength and let her now healthy but tender ticker get back to normal. She was, however, allowed to give her friends a quick lick before it happened. "Okay, so Georgette's heart condition has been cured." Fagin said. "Thank God, but that still leaves three more to cure." "True, and furthermore, as relieved and thankful as I am she's going to live, I'm unable to comprehend how this happened to her, or how anything happened to any of them, in the first place!" Jenny told him. "Right, they were healthy as they ever were last night!" Fagin's reply came out as. "In any case, though, I think we'd best focus on the well being of the other three first and then find out how this suddenly happened." the vet pointed out just as she came back to this room, hearing what they were saying. "Yes, of course." Fagin replied. He, Jenny and the vet turned to Dodger, Rita and Oliver, trying to see which one of them needed help most.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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