Hey, look an update! And it actually progresses the story! Also note this is Pre-accident Mituna. I made my own take on him for this, because we don't see nearly enough of Mituna from before whatever happened. Also, the next few chapters are all happening at the same time. I think I'll have one for Tavros, one for Nepeta, and hm... Maybe one for Feferi... Or Eridan... One of those two. Anywho! Thanks for all the favorites and follows and reviews! They mean a lot to me!
Sollux walked quietly to his testing room, pushing the door open to see Mituna giving the nurse the finger as she turned around. He saw Sollux enter and snickered.
"Hey, Sol." Mituna had a lisp, like Sollux, but his was much more subtle. "Sup?"
"The usual. Living a nightmare. Hating life." He responded, "What are these brain dead slave masters subjecting us to today?"
Mituna's smile dropped. "I'm running the maze... You're going to the operating room."
Mituna was smart, and honestly one of the most popular trolls in project Alternia. He had a lot of friends, and some of the workers even liked his carefree, fun personality. And Sollux knew him better than just about anyone, which meant he could hear it in Tuna's voice that he was worried. Not for himself, but for Sollux.
"Hey, don't even think about me. I'll survive." Probably.
"Quiet, you two. I'm not in the mood for your meaningless chatter." The nurse, Dr. Rea, snapped at them, her back still turned.
"Shut your own face hole, ginger." Mituna shot back at the red headed woman.
"You. Will not. Speak." She breathed angrily.
"Please don't make her mad." Sollux muttered under his breath.
Making Dr. Rea mad had consequences. He knew from personal experience. Once, a month or two ago, Sollux had, on a bad day, spoken off to her. It had included some... Creative insults and a couple threats and... He might have just attacked her. But that was beside the point. After that she beat him. She chained him to a wall and whipped him. With an actual whip. It was... Not one of Sollux's best days. One time, she literally had Mituna in hot water. When he was washing his hands, she discreetly did something to the pipes and whoops, suddenly scalding water was pouring down on Mituna's hands, burning them and leaving him with incredibly sore hands for nearly a week.
But, Mituna being himself, replied, "Well, I'm talking right now aren't I? So apperently I will speak."
"Captor, don't try my patience."
"What patience? From what I know, and I know quite a lot, you have about as much patience as a goldfish has an attention span."
Sollux hissed quietly at Mituna, "Shut up."
Dr. Rea took a deep breath, obviously directed at Mituna, and growled, "Captor..."
"You could call me by my first name once in a while y'know. Unless you're just to dull to remember the name that's plainly written on the-"
Suddenly, Dr. Rea had Mituna's arm twisted painfully in her hand. She was faster than any other human being Sollux had ever seen... But of course he hadn't seen many.
"Don't cross me Captor." She spat, then released him.
Mituna didn't talk again.
Five minutes later, Sollux was being walked down the dim hallways by a man in a black gaurd uniform. A sense of dread filled him that he hadn't allowed himself to feel around his brother. He was going to the operating room. They... They hardly ever even put anyone under for the surgery. Sometimes they put the Makaras to sleep to keep them from... Killing the scientists. But... Other than that, hardly ever.
The man pushed him through the door, and the harsh white light blinded him for a moment, before He saw the sickening sight of the sterile metal table, adorned with restraining clams and a small tray filled with sharp tools and instruments. Sollux almost puked. He walked numbly to the table and lay down, just hoping it was fast. He wasn't so naive as to wish for little pain.
"Ah, hello, Mr. Captor, We've had a scientific breakthrough and you are the lucky one who gets to test it!" The scienitst ginned. For most, it might have seemed friendly almost, like a doctor or a veterinarian. But it only made Sollux grimace.
"Just do it fast." He muttered, unconsciously gripping the sided of the table til his knuckles turned white. Or as close to white as his grey pigment would allow.
"No worries, Sollux, we're actually putting you to sleep for this one. Brain operations are dangerous, you know."
The rush of relief Sollux felt froze in his veins as he heard the words 'brain operations.' His yellow tinted blood turned to ice, and his heart dropped to his knees.
He took a shaky breath and sighed, "Okay." He would have said more but his throat had a huge lump in it, which made it difficult to force out words.
The scientist slipped a needle into his neck, and the nervous, frightened troll lost consciousness.
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Sollux woke to a splitting headache, and he nearly fell off the examination table.
"Woah, hey, don't fall!" Laughed Mituna as he rushed over. "How's your head?"
His voice pounded on Sollux's skull like a sledge hammer, but he managed to utter the words, "feel... like... crap."
He wondered for a moment where they were, and why Mituna was there, but the thought was forced out of his head by a wave of pain. He cringed and gripped his head, waiting for it to pass.
"Pretty bad, huh?" Mituna said worriedly. "You've been out for a few hours since the operation, and they let me keep an eye on you, since they didn't have any one to spare."
The pain subsided, and Sollux hesitantly tried to sit up and managed it, but not without a fierce attack of nausea, and his stomach did an uncomfortable flip. He leaned over and wretched into the trash can, a disgusting, yellowish, half digested version of his breakfast spilling into the grey, dull container. Mituna frowned and helped Sollux lean against the wall, then sat down next to him.
"So, they were telling me about the procedure. Something about psionic power. I think its a load of crap."
Sollux nodded distantly, kind of hoping he would fall asleep again, as a relief from pain.
"They told me if it worked on you, they would do it to me too. You think it worked?"
"No." Sollux managed. "Just... Pain... A lot... Of pain."
"Ah. They said it'd take you a few days to recover. Give or take. Oh... They also said to notify them when you woke up... Crap I forgot."
He stood up and walked over to the little speaker near the door and pressed a button, speaking into it. "Hey, Sollux woke up. Sent the caretaker, if you please. And..." He looked over at the trash can. "A new trash bag."
This made Sollux smile, just a little.
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