I do not own hamtaro in any way other than having some merchandise in my possession.
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It was a bright sunny day for the Ham Hams. The sun was shining; the wind gave a cool breeze. Everything was perfect. Howdy and Dexter were fighting over Pashmena. Boss was blushing while looking at Bijou.
Hamtaro and Bijou were searching for something to investigate. Bijou sniffed around for something when she smelt something strange. The smell was horrible. She traced the smell to a nearby bush. Bijou slowly pushed the leaves away.
Bijou screamed at what she saw. All the Ham Hams ran to her to see what was wrong. "Bijou!" yelled Boss. "What's wro-" Boss stopped when he saw what was behind the bush. Behind the bush was a male hamster with red fur and wearing a red hooded sweater. The hamster was covered in blood and a pool of it surrounded him.
"W-what the!" boss yelled. "W-what happened?!" "I-I don't kn-know!" screamed Bijou. "What d-do we do?!" suddenly Pashmena stepped forward. "I know a thing-or-two about emergencies!" she said. "First we need to clear the area of objects that may cause problems." All the Ham Hams started clearing the area of twigs, stones and glass.
"Then we need to clean the blood and stop the bleeding." Hamtaro walked slowly up to the injured hamster to search for cuts or bruises.
As he approached the body, Hamtaro thought he might throw up. The bloody hamster had a hole in his stomach and a twisted foot. "H-he's got a... a hole i-in the st-stomach" Hamtaro stuttered. "And a twisted f-foot..." Pashmena ran over to the injured hamster.
"We need to move the body." She said. "Hamtaro, Boss, Oxnard and Stan, get me two sticks a bit longer than him" Pashmena pointed at the injured hamster. "Also get two leaves big enough to cover him."
The Ham Hams went to work immediately. Boss and Hamtaro climbed a nearby tree to collect leaves. Oxnard and Stan were looking through the pile of objects they moved earlier. "Ow iz e doing?" asked Bijou.
"The wound in his stomach isn't fatal." Said Pashmena. "But his ankle is broken. And I can't seem to unzip his hoodie to stop the bleeding." "Iz zere nothing I can do?"
"You could grab my backpack" Pashmena said. Bijou quickly ran to grab Pashmena's backpack. It was by the tree Pashmena had been sitting at. She grabbed the backpack not realizing it was unzipped.
Medical supplies, a pair of mittens and four tiny water bottles poured out of the bag. "Merde!" Bijou shouted as she franticly began picking everything up. Unfortunately, the medical supplies were now dirty.
Bijou didn't notice and picked the last item up. When Bijou arrived, the Ham Hams were starting to make something with the two sticks and leaves. 'Oh non, did I really take zat long?!' she thought. "Bijou!" shouted Pashmena. "Hand me my medical supplies!"
Bijou ran with her hand in the backpack towards Pashmena and handed her a handful of gauze. "...Uhh Bijou?" said Pashmena looking at what Bijou had handed her. "These gauze are dirty." Bijou gasped as she realized what she had done.
"...I-I'm so sorry." Bijou apologized. "'sigh' it's alright, I'll just have to improvise." Pashmena said while unravelling her scarf. Pashmena grabbed her bag and fished out a small metal rod. She put the rod next to the injured hamster's leg.
Pashmena pushed the rod into a smaller size to match the hamster's leg. She then wrapped her scarf around the rod and the leg. "This should keep the foot, leg and ankle straight for a long time.
Now are you guys done?" Pashmena said looking at the other Ham Hams. "Yep!" they replied moving to show that they had constructed a stretcher out the sticks and leaves. "Perfect" said Pashmena. "Now all we need to do is get him on the stretcher and bring him to the clubhouse."
The Ham Hams carefully moved the injured hamster onto the stretcher. Then Boss, Oxnard, Howdy and Stan picked up the stretcher and the Ham Hams scurried towards the clubhouse. Once they got to the tunnel entrance, they rammed through the door, not realizing they used the stretcher to do so, and ran through the tunnels.
Once they got to the clubhouse's door, they, yet again not realizing they had an injured hamster, rammed the door open. "Damnit!" Pashmena shouted. "If you keep doing that, h-" 'thud!' the stretcher broke, causing the injured hamster to hit the ground.
"PERFECT!" Pashmena shouted angrily. "Anything else you'd like to do?!" "Sorry" the Ham Hams replied. "Well don't just stand there, get him on the table!" Pashmena ordered. "And be CARFUL!"
Boss quickly picked the injured hamster up and laid him on the table, causing the hamster's head to hit the wood. "THATS NO- 'sigh'oh forget it!" Pashmena quickly ran to the cupboard and pulled out a medical bag, then ran back to the injured hamster.
She rifled through the bag and pulled out a pair of scissors, two sets of clean gauze and some peroxide. "All right, I just need to remove this hoodie so I can clean his wound." Pashmena slowly put the scissors near the hamster's hoodie ready to cut it.
Suddenly, Pashmena's hand was grabbed by the hamster. Everyone gasped. "What the hell are you doing?" the hamster questioned opening his eyes. His eyes were surprisingly red. Everyone, yet again, gasped.
"I need to clean t-that wound. But I can't seem t-to unzip your hoodie. If you could, would remove it?" Said Pashmena, still trying to free her hand. "I could, but I won't. This wound, it's nothing, I can fix it myself" the hamster said in a stern voice. "No, it's not nothing, it's in need of cleaning!" Pashmena said finally freeing her hand.
"I'll be fine." The hamster replied getting off the table. When the hamster's feet hit the ground, his eye twitched. He looked down to see his feet. One was the same, red, and the other was wrapped up in a cotton, pink scarf. He made a puzzled face then sighed. "I'll be going now." He said limping towards the door.
The Ham Hams moved out of the way of the injured hamster. Pashmena hesitated for a second but ran towards the door, blocking the hamster's path. She stretched her arms to her sides as if to say 'you'll go no further'. "You're in my way. Move." The hamster said coldly. "You're injured!" Pashmena yelled. "You're not going anywhere until that wound heals up, and I get my scarf back! And I won't take it back until that ankle is better!"
The hamster sighed. He clearly wasn't going to win this, and he had, for some reason, a headache. So he slowly limped towards the table and sat in one of the chairs, using the chair beside him as a footrest.
"Fine." He said in a blank tone. "I'll stay until my ankle heals. But when it does, I'm out of here." "That's fine with me." Pashmena said putting her arms down. "But that wound needs cleaning." "I'll clean it, alone, at night." He replied. "By the way. Where's my bag?" "What bag?" Pashmena asked sitting down next to the hamster.
"My hockey bag" he answered. "You play?" asked Stan. "no." The hamster replied. "It just holds... my things." "Where did you leave it, monamie?" Bijou asked. "First of all, I'm not your friend." He said. "Second, I left my bag under the old stump in the forest you found me in, seven, human, feet away from where I fell asleep."
"Wait, what?!" Pashmena yelled, which caused the injured hamster to plug his ears. "You fell asleep?!" " You are sitting right next to me. You yelling is just going to add deafness to my list of problems. And yes, I fell asleep in a puddle of blood." He replied in an annoyed tone.
"But how can you sleep in blood?" Pashmena said, remembering to keep her voice down. "And on that matter, why were you sleeping in blood? And whose blood was it? I mean, you couldn't have bled that much from that wound." "very easily. I almost got eaten by a cat. And it belonged to the cat." He answered each question.
"WHAT!!!" every Ham Ham, including Pashmena, yelled. "'Sigh' I might as well buy a hearing aid." The hamster said. "You almost got eaten by a cat?!" pashmena yelled. "..." the hamster remained quiet.
"Oops, I mean, you almost got eaten by a cat?" Pashmena said, this time remembering to speak quieter. "yes." He answered. "I'll tell you the story if I can get my bag." "Boss, Hamtaro, Oxnard, go get his bag." Sandy ordered. "I wanna hear his story!"
"Why do I have to go?" Boss questioned. Sandy growled and gave Boss a death stare. "O-on our way!" Boss stuttered while grabbing Hamtaro and Oxnard by the hands and bolting out the door.
"Wait!" the hamster yelled. Boss stopped and looked back. "What?" Boss said. "If you do find my bag." The hamster said. "Whatever you do. Do. Not. Open. It." He said in a very serious tone. Boss swallowed hard and nodded. "Ok." Boss said. "We won't open it... uh... um."
"Satsu." The hamster said. "My name is Satsu Taika."
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Well, that's it. I hope you enjoyed.