Pearl sat on the foot of the hospital bed, waiting for her results to return. She had bit her nails so far down they had begun to bleed and silently scolded herself for doing so. Just then, a short, blonde haired doctor walked in.
"I'm sorry," she said in a nasally voice. "But I'm afraid you're Zombobo positive." Pearl gulped. This was exactly as she feared.
"Are you going to kill me?" she asked. Rumor had it Zombobo victims were euthanized. It was a relatively new disease and media was forbidden from reporting on it, so nobody was able to confirm or dismiss them.
The doctor- Peridot, her name tag read- merely laughed at this question. It gritted on Pearl's nerves as she had already had a rough day. She clenched her fists in open annoyance.
"No, we're just going to strap you down to a bed so you don't bite anyone until we develop the cure." She paused, then looked upward as if contemplating something. "Of course, if you misbehave, we might."
"You'd be the first person I'd cannibalize," Pearl muttered under her breath.
"What was that?"
"Nothing."
"Well, in any case, lie down, please."
Pearl reluctantly obeyed. Peridot used her left hand to secure the patient in place and her right to strap her down. She was unable to tie the bonds too tightly, not surprising for a woman of such slight stature.
"Alright, all set!" the doctor said. "The Zombobo virus trauma counselor should be with you shortly." She exited the room, leaving Pearl alone with her thoughts. Eventually, she drifted off to sleep.
Pearl was roughly shaken awake from her slumber. She looked towards the source of this disturbance. A giant woman with curled, pink hair towered over her.
"Hi, I'm Dr. Quartz," she said. "But you can just call me Rose. And you are...?"
"Thirsty."
"What?"
"Pearl. My name is Pearl," she quickly corrected herself.
"Well, Pearl, I know things are tough with having a disease that there's know cure for, but we're getting close, so you probably won't die."
A man sporting a tank top and shorts entered the room. He walked over to Dr. Quartz and gave her a quick peck on the cheek, which required him to stand on his tip toes.
"Oh, Pearl, this is my partner, Greg."
"How... lovely." Pearl internally seethed. Then an idea occurred to her. She broke free of her bonds and bit into Greg's skull with her new and extra sharp canines.
"Brains!" she cried out.
Blood spurted from his head and he was dead in an instant. Rose scooped Pearl in her thick arms, much to the other girl's delight, and successfully tied her back down again. She was sure to make the restraints extra tight. Then she ran over to where her dead lover lay.
"Greg! Wake up Greg!" she slapped his face a few times. He, of course, did not respond. A single tear ran down her cheek. She glared over at Pearl, and she pretended to be completely zombified, making groaning and unintelligible noises. Rose ran out of the room.