(Fear the Re-Dead ITB! It longs to smites you with its pointy sword and zombie powers!
As you can see... I have returned from the morgue, been given a dose of adrenaline, and have the uncontrollable urge to cut people up to sew them back together! Hence, this collection of pairing drabbles that have little or nothing to do with surgery!
Let's begin.
Cybil, Derek, Angie, Leslie, Tyler, Sidney, Greg © Nintendo)
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A Passel of True Stories
Chapter One- Hiccups
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Hic!
Cybil's hands couldn't fly to her mouth fast enough; Derek shot his head up, scalpel in his hand as he stared in shock.
"Cybil... did you just--"
"No," the anesthesiologist retorted, trying to keep her face from flushing red.
"I heard it, too," Angie frowned. "Did you just... hiccup?"
"No I didn't-- really, why is it such a--"
Another hiccup cut her off; Cybil could no longer hold back a red flush of embarrassment.
"The Iron Vixen, suffering from a case of the hiccups?" Derek couldn't help but grin.
"Keep operating, Derek, or I'll convince Sidney to give you more paperwork."
"Yes, Dr. Myers."
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Hic!
"Oh, Cybil... how long have you had those hiccups?" Leslie asked, carefully sipping her coffee.
"Over an hour," Cybil groaned, collapsing into a chair in the lounge. "This is ridiculous... I've tried holding my breath, drinking water, even--"
Another hiccup interrupted her sentence yet again.
"NINJAAAAA!"
A sudden shriek shattered the semi-silence as the glass automatic doors flew open--
"Hello--hic!-- Tyler."
Tyler's cheery face fell.
"It didn't work?"
"No... maybe you should try when I can't see you coming. How's that?"
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Riiing... Riii--
"He--hic!-- lo?"
"Sidney wasn't kidding when he said you had a bad case of the hiccups, was he?"
Cybil groaned, resting her head on the arm of her dark, leather sofa.
"No, he wasn't..."
"Hm... hey, are you home yet?"
The dark-haired woman rolled her eyes, stifling a disgruntled sigh.
"No, Greg. That's why I answered the home phone-- you know, the one you called."
"Hey, I know some pretty strange people that carry their phone with them everywhere..."
"Like y--"
Another unexpected hiccup made Cybil wonder what she had done to deserve such a cruel fate.
"Had you finished that statement, I would have called you a cruel and cold-hearted person, intent on breaking my soul," Greg chuckled."You can't joke with someone who has such delicate feelings."
"Delicate like cement," Cybil smiled. "Where are you, anyways?"
"Oh, just on my way home..."
Cybil suddenly heard soft knocking at her front door.
"Eh...?"
"Hm? something wrong, Cybil?"
"There's someone at-- hic!-- the door..."
"Oh... alright. I'll talk to you later, Cybil."
"See you, Greg..."
Cybil hung up, slowly rising to her feet and walking to the front door.
Another knock.
"I'm coming, I'm coming..."
She opened the door as another hiccup began to rise in her throat--
It was quickly squelched as she felt Greg's warm lips firmly pressed against her own.
Before she could react, Greg pulled away, a childish grin on his face as his hazel eyes glittered with amusement. For several moments, Cybil stood there, a flabbergasted expression on her pale face.
When she finally composed herself once again...
"Y-you think that you can just-- just drive to my house and-- and-- Jesus, Greg, you're lucky I didn't--"
"Your hiccups are gone."
Cybil froze.
"They are, right?"
Her thin frame trembled from the force of her bottled emotions...
"I don't hear you--"
"Thank you, Greg."
The smile on Greg's face widened as Cybil finally acknowledged that he had banished her troubles.
"You're welcome, Cybil. And now, if you'll excuse me..."
Cybil instinctively reached out, grabbing Greg's arm before he could walk off her porch.
"Uh... y-you came all the way out here... so... d'you want to stay... for a little while?"
He was certainly taken aback by the sudden nervousness in her voice... but he'd have to be insane to pass up a chance to be with her.
"Sure... I wouldn't mind."
Greg and Cybil walked back into the house.
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(End chapter one.
Wow! I suddenly got really inspired to play Second Opinion again. Maybe I will!
...after Zelda. Zelda has consumed my soul for right now.
Please review!)
