Robbie was sleeping soundly in his room. He rarely ever came out unless if his parents wanted him to do something or he was out hanging with his friends and most of the time, he prefered to sleep. As he tried to sleep, he felt something tickling his cheek.
"Ugh, Mom, let me sleep for another ten hours."
Suddenly, the tickling went into Robbie's mouth, along with some prickly legs and wings. Shocked, Robbie coughed it out and saw that it was a cockaroach. At first, Robbie was disgusted that something like that would crawl into his mouth, but then he saw that there was a note tied to its back. Robbie untied it from the roach's back and began to read.
'Dear Robbie,
Please meet me out in the cemetery. I have a surprise waiting for you.
Your's Truly,
Mabel.'
Curious, Robbie decided to get dressed and go outside. He went to the cementary, and to his surprise, he saw Mabel, dressed in a light yellow regency era dress and straw bonnet, along with Waddles, dressed in coattails, a high collar, and a top-hat, gathered around a picnic blanket.
"Hi Robbie. Come and join us. You can sit next to Lord Byrcon while we enjoy our picnic together."
Robbie thought about asking Mabel why she was having a picnic while dressed up as a character from a Jane Austin novel, but considering this was Mabel, he decided to let it slide and sat next to Waddles.
"Well, I guess any excuse to eat some grub sounds good to me."
Robbie grabbed a sandwich out of the picnic basket and bit into it. As he swallowed, he felt a cool, tingling feeling down his throat.
"These aren't cucumber sandwiches, are they?"
"They sure are." Mabel smiled.
Suddenly, Robbie started to cough.
"Hey, my sandwiches aren't that bad." said Mabel angrily.
But Robbie wouldn't stop coughing, Mabel began to realize that this was serious.
"Robbie, what's wrong?!"
"Allergies." Robbie coughed before collapsing while gasping for breath.
"ROBBIE!" Mabel gasped, rushing to Robbie's side, "Oh God, I'm sorry! I'm gonna get you help!"
Mabel threw Robbie's arm over her shoulder and carried him (surprisingly, he was much lighter than Mabel had expected). She rushed to the Valentino's Funeral Home, and rang the door bell furiously.
"MR. AND MRS. VALENTINO, ITS AN EMERGENCY! HURRY!"
Robbie's parents opened the door.
"Why hello, Mabel. What brings you here?" smiled Mr. Valentino.
"Robbie ate one of my cucumber sandwiches and now he's sick!"
"Oh silly Robbie; always getting himself in trouble." Mr. Valentino laughed.
"HE HAS ANAPHYLAXIS!"
"Oh its no big deal." said Mrs. Valentino.
"NO BIG DEAL?! YOUR SON COULD POTENTIALLY DIE AND YOU'RE SAYING ITS NO BIG DEAL?!"
"He'll be fine. Its not the first time something like this has happened." said Mr. Valentino, "He's had food allergies, bone fractures, excessisuve bleeding from cutting himself."
"One time he tried killing himself by jumping off a cliff after his break-up with his od girlfriend, Wendy." chuckled Mrs. Valentino, "He's such a drama queen."
Mr. and Mrs. Valentino laughed.
Mabel's mouth hung open open in horror. Hearing Robbie's parents describing such horrible things happen to Robbie and laughing about it in such a casual tone and such little concern for their son was terrifying beyond belief.
Robbie's breathing staring becoming more shallow. Mabel realized that his parents would be no help and that she had to act quick. She saw a hearse in the Valentino's driveway.
"I don't trust either of you with Robbie's health, so I'm taking him to the hospital myself!"
Mabel rushed Robbie over to the hearse with Waddles following behind.
"I'm gonna be taking the wheel. Waddles, if Robbie stops breathing, give him CPR."
Mabel looked around for a key, but was unable to find one.
'Maybe I should use a hairpin.' Mabel thought to herself.
Mabel took out a hairpin and inserted it into the keyhole. Turning the hairpin, the car started.
'Hey, that old cliché actually works!'
Mabel then pressed her foot against the gas pedal, excellerating to a high speed. Mabel tried steering, barely being able to see over the dashboard. She sped and swirved. She knocked over a couple of trash cans, mail boxes, and other objects. There were also screams as well as someone shouting "NO! ITS NOT MY TIME!".
Finaly, Mabel saw the hospital and drove near the E.R. Entry way in a handicapped parking space.
"Alight Robbie, lets gets you—AAH!"
Robbies face was now all red and puffed up like a balloon.
"Okay Mabel, no stalling; we got to get him help right away." Mabel said to herself.
She opened the door and got Robbie out with Waddles helping. Instantly, medics came over with a stretcher to help.
"Don't worry miss; we'll help." said one of the medics.
"Thanks. He has a cucumber allergy, just so you guys know.
"We'll take care of him. Just wait outside the E.R. while we stabilize him."
Mabel watched as the medics took Robbie.
"Please let Robbie be okay."