A Month's Check-Up

Chapter 1

"Here, put these on." Antonio requested grasping two stretched pieces of cloth.

"Why should we?" Gilbert demanded, eyeing the fabrics guardedly.

"Yeah, I'm with Gilbert on this one. What are they for Antonio?" Francis questioned, his hand rubbing the scruff of his chin ever so slightly.

"I have to show you guys something! It's a surprise and you can't see where I'm gonna take you or else it'll ruin it!" Antonio enlightened, pushing the material towards his friends even closer.

Gilbert heaved a sigh, "Is it really that special?" Antonio nodded. "Well…I suppose it wouldn't hurt the awesome me…" Antonio's face lit up like a Christmas tree and he hugged his albino friend.

"Oh thank you, Gil! You'll see! It's going to be so much fun!" Antonio cheered, practically compressing Gilbert up to the peak of suffocation.

"A-alright! I get it. Now let go of me 'Tonio!" Gilbert choked out. Antonio sheepishly retracted and shifted his focus over to Francis taking this opportunity to stick out his lower lip, pouting like a four-year old who wanted a cookie before dinner.

"Now Antonio…don't look at me like that…" Francis began, trying to divert his attention elsewhere. Antonio then seized the opportunity and pretended to cry. Francis unfolded a quick smile and breathed out, "Fine, fine. Since Gilbert's in on it now, I might as well be. After all, you two can't have all the fun without me, am I right?"

Antonio laughed and he too, embraced Francis. "Ha, ha! You're right! I'm so glad you're coming too!" Francis grunted, signaling for Antonio to let go. He obeyed and bestowed his friends the cloth pieces. "Now you have to put those on" Antonio specified, seeing his two friends staring at what was given to them.

"Why?"

"Because it's gonna be a surprise, Gilbert! Now put it on! You too, Francis!" Antonio commanded.

Francis and Gilbert exchanged a glance but shrugged it off. They both coupled on the blindfolds, concealing their eyes. Antonio hastily examined them both and after approving of their sight loss, he steered them both outside. Antonio then shoved them into his red car and fired up the engine, taking off along the narrow road.

"Ah~ we're here!" Antonio sang as he shut off the ignition key. Gilbert began to reach up to detach his blindfold but Antonio had slapped his hand away. Antonio stepped out of the car and proceeded to the other side in order to facilitate Francis and Gilbert out. He then guided them from the parking lot (without getting stuck by a crazy driver) to the safety of the sidewalk. A petite blond-haired boy shrieked adjacent to the three of them and was pleading his mom not to make him go inside the "horrible, evil, scary brick building" that lay before all of them.

Gilbert and Francis were perplexed, inquisitive, and asked if they could remove their blindfolds. Antonio nodded his head and realizing that they hadn't done so, he remembered that they couldn't see him nod so he affirmed his answer out loud. Gilbert and Francis took away the fabrics swiftly and merely gawked at the building lying in front of their red and blue eyes.

"See~ what did I tell you? I told you it was a surprise!" Antonio exclaimed practically shaking with excitement.

"Oh—my—god." Gilbert wheezed, gaping unbelievably at what was ahead of him. Francis raised up his right hand and face-palmed himself in incredulity. Gilbert's eyes twitched closer together as he muttered, "Are you joking?" Antonio, having hearing him, shook his head. Francis slowly rotated his skull towards Antonio and asked him,

"'Tonio, are you series? Truly?" Antonio once again nodded his head and he smiled cheerfully, linking his arms between Gilbert's and Francis's towing them toward the building.

"Si~ I am very serious about the Family Pediatrics (1) Service! It's simply amazing!"

"You know what, Francis."

"What, Gil?"

"Our, uh, little buddy 'tonio here is beginning to worry me."

"Oh, so you just now realize this, huh?"

"Shut up, I'm awesome! But why the hell are we even in this hell-hole of screaming kids?"

"Blame Antonio for that, Gil."

Gilbert and Francis twisted their heads over in the direction of their friend ogling over the young children playing in the Kiddy-Land Corner (2) of the pediatrics' office as their parents chatted to themselves in the waiting room. Antonio was currently seated backwards on a chair peering over the back of it, squirming like a kid who was trying their best to hold on patiently before wetting their pants.

Placing his hand upon his forehead, as if a headache was coming on, Francis murmured to Gilbert, "Go retrieve him, please."

But Gilbert shot back, "Why the awesome me? You go get him."

"Gil, people are staring at him…just go get him before he gets arrested."

"That's bullshit. If you're so worried about him then you go get him!" Gilbert sulked folding his arms across his chest.

"Oh please. Think of it this way…the quicker you go get him and bring him back here, the quicker we'll all go out to drink. Sound fair?" Francis asked in a hushed tone.

"Beer! Oh fuck yes!" Gilbert exclaimed, sending many razor-sharp scowls coming at him from the parents in the waiting room, clearly disapproving of the profanity that had echoed throughout the room with children present. Francis shook his head as Gilbert marched on over to the Kiddy-Land Corner where Antonio was currently sprawled out on the puzzle-shaped carpeting as children piled different colored Legos on top of him.

"Antonio get the fu—ah, I mean, get the fudge up and come with the awesome me." Gilbert corrected making sure he didn't any more death glares from the parents nearby.

"Aww! But why? I'm having so much fun!" Antonio whined, not making any effort to move. Gilbert angrily glared down at him, grabbed his arm, and yanked him up from the germ infested carpet sending Legos crashing down.

"The awesome me wants a drink! So let's go. Francis and I let you have your fun with these, children, so now let us have our fun at a bar!" Gilbert criticized whereas Antonio had a different motive in his mind. Gilbert hauled Antonio back over to where Francis was seated and asked if they could leave now. Francis had nodded his head and arose to his feet.

"Alright let's go guys."

"'bout time…which bar do you guys want to go to anyways?" Gilbert asked, shoving his hands into his pockets.

"I chose that last bar we went to. Your choice this time, Gil." Francis commented.

"…Good point. Hey, 'Tonio. Did you have anything in mind?" Gilbert asked. Once a reply hadn't been issued, the two of them searched wildly for Antonio who had gone astray. "Where the hell did he go?"

"Ah! There he is!" Francis pointed as Gilbert spun around to see Antonio sneak into the main door that led to the offices of the Family Pediatrics Service without anyone there to oppose him. Gilbert slapped his hands to his ears in panic as Francis blasphemed under his breath. The both of them hurriedly rushed over to the door to retrieve Antonio but were stopped in their tracks as a nurse sauntered out eyeing them skeptically. They were forced to retreat and settled back into their chairs causing everyone in the clinic to gaze at them perplexed.

"What the fuck is he thinking?" Gilbert murmured with distraught.

"How should I know? Gilbert, we're going to have to get him back!" Francis urgently whispered.

"I realize that, but how?"

"I think I have an idea how…"

Antonio became aware of himself standing in a minute room which had numerous diverse implements doctors customarily used. It was the first room he entered so he wouldn't get noticed by the pediatrics ambling about. He examined the quarter and scrutinized all the substances inside of it. Needles, blood pressure measure, temperature reader, computer, white coat, patient bed, stethoscope…

"Wait a minute…" Antonio thought to himself. He curved to set his eyes on the white coat draped up on the backside of the door. Even the ever so dense, Antonio, had figured out a way to blend in with the other workers. He snatched the coat and slipped it on top of his clothes.

"Perfect!" he pronounced in his head. He was sure to fit in now! At that instant, a nurse opened the door, triggering Antonio to recoil.

"O-oh! Dr. Ramos! I-I didn't know you came in today! I thought you called in sick. What are you doing here?" The nurse inquired unmistakably confused.

"W-well... I-I did feel sick earlier but I actually was alright without realizing it...S-so I came in just a little while ago." Antonio speedily responded with whatever lie came off the top of his head. The nurse pressed her glasses back up to the bridge of her nose and what seemed like forever to Antonio, she smiled.

"Good to have you back, sir! It's been pretty hectic without you here. We've had so many patients here today and the entire staff has been overworked. But with you here we'll get back on schedule in no time!" The nurse elucidated. "Well, I'll let you get back to your work and I'll send in the next patient shortly. See you soon, Dr. Ramos." The nurse walked out of the room fastening the door after her as she set out.

Antonio had done it. He couldn't believe that his lie actually worked! The only issue that had troubled him was the fact that the nurse had dubbed him "Dr. Ramos."

"That's my brother…Portugal's last name…but it can't be… It wouldn't make sense…Must just be a coincidence…" Antonio contemplated. He impelled the thought to the back of his cranium but a new one had emerged. What was he going to do? The nurse informed him that she was going to bring in the next patient in and Antonio knew squat about being a pediatric doctor.

"The question is…do I escape while I have the chance…or do I stay and pretend to be this "Dr. Ramos" whom I've been mistaken for in order to take care of cute…small…adorable…young…children…" Antonio panted, drooling over the last statement. Of course for anyone who knew Antonio, the decision was simple to decide on.

"Well here's Dr. Ramos! You remember him from last time don't you?" the nurse asked a adolescent boy approximately 8 years old while striding back into the room where Antonio had opted to stay.

"Don't talk to me like I'm some damn two year old, you stupid bitch!" the boy irately countered. The nurse's eyes enlarged as did Antonio's. With her feelings noticeably upset, she did her best to pretend she wasn't distressed by the uncouth vocabulary. The boy glared at the nurse and walked over to the crook of the room. He slid down the wall and sat there as if he had nothing better to do. Antonio could deduce this was going to be a handful and dismissed the nurse. She left and from the other side of the door, Antonio could have sworn he heard a faint sob.

Antonio shook his head and turned his concentration to the boy on the ground. He had a dark reddish-brown color for hair that was lush and the humorous thing that Antonio had perceived about his hair was that there was a curl that stuck out. He had a grimace on his face and his green eyes displayed resentment and trepidation. Antonio wanted to just go up to him and give him a big hug to tell him everything was going to be okay. But he controlled himself and smiled.

"Hello there! What's your name?" Antonio asked innocently.

"Who are you?" The boy questioned, glaring at him.

"Why…I'm Dr. Ramos. Don't you know me?" Antonio played, fulfilling the doctor's position.

"You're not Dr. Ramos. You're somebody different. So who the fuck are you?" The boy asked again, this time more hostile. Antonio had frozen, his cover was blown. What was he supposed to do now?

(1)-A pediatric is a doctor who takes care of children from newborns to when their 18. And so the Family Pediatrics Service is just a crap name I gave a place where you take children when they need check-ups of if they're sick. I'm pretty sure that everyone has been to one at one point in their lives. I didn't know if people knew this term or not so I put it down here.

(2)-Kiddy-Land Corner is the corner in the Pediatrics office that always had those germ infested toys from all those little sick children coughing and slobbering all over them. My mom let me play with those toys and they were fun. I loved them. But then I wasn't allowed to play with them after I got sick. :I

JAJAJAJAJAJA. We'll thanks for reading chapter one~ I got the idea for it when I sat in the doctor's office for 3 and a half hours. I was wondering what kind of doctor I was going to get and then thought to myself, "Wouldn't it be horrible (and funny) if you got a doctor who was like Antonio?" And that's kinda how this story came to be. Well I hope you enjoyed!