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Chapter 3: Trypanophobia
After Ratchet had suggested getting something to eat, Ratchet went into the kitchen, got out a box of pancake mix and started to make pancakes. While Ratchet was making breakfast, Clank and the unknown Lombax had started to talk.
"So have you thought of a name yet?" the Lombax just shook his head,
"No." was the reply, Clank sighed in frustration. He didn't know what to do in this situation, he usually knew what to do but now he didn't and that was bugging him a lot. Clank walked into the kitchen to see how Ratchet was doing, while the teenage Lombax sat on the couch trying to think of a name. When he had been the organization's toy, he had heard of a name he thought sounded cool, it was "Sylar". Maybe he'd go with that. Then he heard Ratchet say the magic words,
"Food's ready!" the Lombax's eyes widened and he raced into the kitchen. Ratchet laughed, but placed a plate full of pancakes in front of his young look alike. The Lombax dug in hungrily, in about thirty seconds he had finished the pancakes, raised his plate to Ratchet and asked politely,
"More please!" Ratchet had just sat down, and didn't even have the time to pick up his fork just stared. But he took the plate and got up to put more food on it. This time around the Lombax took his time with eating, so while they were eating Ratchet asked,
"So have ya thought of a name yet?" the teenage Lombax swallowed what was in his mouth and nodded,
"Yeah I thought I'd go with Sylar." Ratchet looked at him curiously,
"Why Sylar?" both Ratchet and Clank asked at the same time, Sylar just shrugged his shoulders. Ratchet and Clank looked at each other but they didn't say anything, after all it was his name right? After they were done eating Ratchet said,
"Okay, get dressed." Sylar looked at him confused,
"Why?" Sylar asked,
"Because you're going to be living with us. And we need to get you your own clothes, bed and stuff." Sylar's eyes widened,
"What? You don't have to do that! Besides isn't all that stuff really expensive?" Ratchet just shook his head,
"I know it doesn't seem like it, but we've actually got a lot of money. So don't' worry about it. Plus while we're out I want to take you to a doctor." Sylar tilted his head to the side,
"Why?" he asked, Ratchet looked at him in shock,
"Dude, you were raped! You were raped for six years. I want to make sure you don't have any diseases or anything." Sylar opened his mouth to argue but Ratchet cut him off, "no buts you're going to the doctor! Now go get dressed!" Ratchet finished, then walked into his bedroom to get dressed.
When he was dressed in a pair of khaki pants, a dark green t-shirt, and black sneakers. He looked at Sylar and said,
"Why aren't you dressed?" Sylar blinked,
"I don't have any clothes." Ratchet almost fell on the ground, thirty seconds and he already forgot that, he grabbed Sylar's hand and dragged him into his bedroom; he opened the closet and said,
"Pick out what you want." He left to give Sylar some privacy, it didn't take long for Sylar to walk out of Ratchet's room, and he was wearing black cargo pants, a dark grey t-shirt and white sneakers. Ratchet nodded and him, Clank, and Sylar walked out of the house.
They hadn't walked very far when Ratchet stopped,
"Oh yeah! I want you to meet Aphelion!" Sylar grew confused,
"Who?"
"Our ship!" Ratchet responded, he grabbed Sylar and pulled him over to a red ship. Ratchet yelled, "Hey! Wake up!" there was a grunt, and a female voice said,
"Hey what's the big-Oh? Another Lombax!" The ship started to hover, then turned around and was pointed at Sylar, like it was looking at him. "Well I gotta say he's definitely a Lombax." Something clicked in Sylar's mind,
"You sound familiar." He stated as he tilted his head to the side, studying the ship. After a few minutes Ratchet said,
"Well we gotta go. We got shopping to do." Sylar stopped studying the ship and said,
"See ya!" Aphelion returned the gesture, and the two Lombaxes and the robot were off. Luckily the shopping center wasn't very far away; they just had to hop on a train. While the three were sitting there Sylar was trying to remember where he had heard Aphelion's voice before it looked and sounded REALLY familiar to him.
"We're here!" Clank's voice shook Sylar out of his thoughts, the three got off the train and walked into the center, and Sylar froze, it was huge inside, there was every kind of store, videos, mechanics, music, clothes, everything anything would ever want, there were windows on the ceiling to let in the sunshine, and there was a fountain right inside the building. Ratchet looked over and smiled,
"Impressed?" Sylar just nodded dumbly, he heard Ratchet and Clank giggle, and when he glared at them they just burst into laughter. Sylar sighed irritated, and he just tapped his foot until they stopped,
"Finished?"
"Yes." Was the double reply, and then the three walked off to buy the necessary items. At the end of the day they had bought clothes, a laptop, and they were in a furniture store, Ratchet was picking out the bed, while Sylar picked out the furniture. He picked a dark brown dresser with seven drawers, two on the bottom and middle, two mini drawers on the left and right on the top, and then one more one in the middle on the top. Ratchet walked up and asked,
"Okay the bed's picked up, did you pick out the other furniture?" Sylar nodded, he showed him the dresser and the matching nightstand, and then he also pointed to a futon with a dark red cushion and asked,
"Can I have whatever the hell that is?" Ratchet looked at it and grinned,
"Sure, no one can resist the futon."
"What was that?" Sylar asked,
"Nothing! Now all the stuff we bought will be delivered to our house, so we can take you to the doctor." Sylar rolled his eyes but nodded, and walked out of the store with the other Lombax and the miniature robot.
After another quick trip on a train, they were at the doctor's office. This building was much smaller, the outside had a very dark brown color on it, it was three stories tall, and windows ran along the three stories. They walked inside and the first thing Sylar noticed was the smell, it smelled like chemicals, the only word Sylar could think of to describe it was sterile…and he didn't like it. Dark grey carpet covered the floors, and the rooms were painted a dark green color, but that was the first floor. The three walked to the stairs and up towards the third floor. The room had the same dark grey carpet, but these walls were a dark blue. Weird cartoon painting were randomly placed on the walls, which Sylar assumed was for the kids.
Ratchet walked up to a window on the wall to talk to the lady there, she had light green skin, pine green long hair that was kept in a ponytail and two antenna sticking out of her hair, but the weird thing was her eyes, her eyes were a bright golden color, Sylar could imagine still seeing those eyes even in pitch black darkness, and she looked to be in her late twenties. Ratchet walked up to her and said what Sylar was here for, she looked at her clipboard nodded and smiled, then said,
"He'll be ready in about five minutes." Ratchet smiled and walked away, the three sat down in the chairs in the room, and Sylar started to look around the room. After a few minutes the a door opened up and the lady called,
"Sylar?" Sylar got up and walked through the door, Ratchet and Clank got up and went with him. Sylar turned around confused,
"What are you doing?" Ratchet shrugged,
"We want to come with." Sylar rolled his eyes again but didn't argue. They went into a little room with a giant window on one side, two chairs against a wall, a sink, and a dresser looking thing with a mat on it and a lot of drawers, there was also a cabinet over the sink. The doctor walked in not thirty seconds after they did, he looked like a humanoid lion, and he stood up on two lets, was tall and definitely muscular, had dark yellow eyes, and had a giant mane of wild blonde hair. He was wearing khaki pants, a blue button up shirt and the typical white coat.
"Okay Sylar, my name is Patrick Johnson, but you can call me whatever ya want." Sylar nodded his head, then smiled and said,
"Okie dokie, PJ." Dr. PJ just laughed and said, okay now I'm going to take your height and weight. Sylar nodded, and walked out with him to the hallway to step on the scale, after PJ wrote down the height and weight, he walked back into the room and said,
"Alright now, take your shirt and pants off, but you can keep your underwear on." As soon as he said that, Sylar's eyes widened and immediately backed into the corner. Sylar started to shake and started whispering,
"Not again, not again." And kept repeating it over to himself and shook his head while he said it. PJ instantly knew he said something bad, Ratchet and jumped up said,
"Sylar? It's okay he's a doctor, he's not going to do anything okay? I promise." Sylar looked at Ratchet for a split second and then started to stare at the ground, after a few minutes PJ spoke up,
"I swear I'm not going to do anything." Sylar shakily nodded his head and took off his clothes, standing there shivering in nothing but boxers. PJ looked him over to make sure there weren't any cuts, bruises, or any other injuries. After Sylar had put his clothes back on, he took out a needle for a blood test, as soon as he pulled out the needle, Sylar's eyes widened in fear again. PJ looked at him and sighed,
"Sorry, your friend here asked for a blood test." That didn't help anything; Sylar began to shake again, he didn't back into a corner again but he put his arms around himself like he was trying to protect himself, then Clank asked,
"Are you okay?" looked at the robot and tried to give a smile, he failed.
"Sorry, I'm scared of needles." Sylar responded his voice quivering,
"Why?" was the question that the other three asked at the same time,
"Well…the only time I saw needles was when I was at…you know where…and when I saw people use needles they'd change. Some would start laughing and couldn't stop, others would act really relaxed or just talk funny. And then there were some people who'd start screaming, they'd shake and just keep on screaming about something…and" Sylar stopped talking and tried to take a few slow breaths to calm himself down. PJ then said,
"Drug users, sometimes they have bad trips. But I'm not going to inject anything in you, I'm just taking a little blood for a test okay?" Sylar slowly nodded his head and extended his arm but looked away, he winced when the needle pierced his skin, and after it was out PJ put a bandage on it quickly. He picked up the glass tube that held Sylar's blood and said,
"Be right back." Ratchet went out with him and asked,
"You can use date to figure out age and stuff right? Down to the day?"
"Yeah…why?" was the unsure reply from the doctor,
"Can you give me a copy of that information?" PJ nodded and walked into the lab, ready to make sure there weren't any major physical problems, to bad he didn't know about the mental ones.
Yup another chapter, thanks to insomnia. If you check my profile, you'll know more about it. This was kind of a longer chapter because I HATE filler chapters and I wanted to add a little more insight on Sylar's mental state. But even though this chapter was a little longer I don't really like it as much. But the next chapter will be a little better and maybe happier. Review so I know what ya thought. And YES I'm the same guy, my name's not MrScary666 anymore, I changed my name to PositivelyInsane now, but it's still me.