Hello, readers! Chapter 10!
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Summary: Ricky breaks his arm when he goes into the sky diving simulator
CHAPTER 10: OF BIRTHDAYS AND BROKEN BONES
Episode: The Quadfather
"It's perfectly safe," Ricky assured his party guests. "Here: I'll show you."
Ricky stepped into the sky diving simulator and shrugged at his party guests to show the he was indeed alive before pressing the Start button.
Wind pressed against Ricky's sneakers, and he was sent hurtling into the air with a long scream. He shot straight out of the top of the simulator, and for a few brief, terrifying moments, he was falling.
Then, he hit the floor and experienced one of the worst pains he'd ever felt.
Everyone flinched at the loud crack that sounded, followed by a loud howl from Ricky as his arm burned with piping hot pain. He grasped his arm with his other hand, and he winced when he felt an uncomfortably warm sensation trickle down his skin. Blood.
"Ricky!"
He heard his mother's voice, but it was so distant. The pain was clouding Ricky's mind, making it hard to think straight.
A hand was on his shoulder, and Ricky whimpered as he tried to roll to the side and protect his arm.
"Ricky," Dawn murmured in his ear. "I know it hurts, but you need to let Mom and Dad see."
Ricky sobbed as he slowly removed his hand from where it was clutching his arm, protectively. He heard gasps and assumed that it looked just as bad as it felt.
Ricky glanced at the limb, and nausea assaulted his stomach.
His arm was twisted in a way that was definitely not normal, and a piece of the bone was jutting out of his skin. The narrow, but very deep, cut was the cause of the buckets of blood Ricky had felt streaming down his skin, and now that he was seeing the injury, there was even more blood than he'd thought.
His mom laid a jacket over Ricky's arm to hide the disturbing injury from view. The nausea decreased for a split second before another jolt of pain brought it back, and Ricky focused all of his energy on breathing and trying not to throw up.
Now he was kind of glad he had a small breakfast that morning. If he'd eaten anything big, he surely would've lost it by now, due to his spasming stomach.
He felt someone pick him up, and he was being carried out of the door. Ricky cried out, more in surprise than pain, and protected his arm with everything he had, which, in his weakened state, wasn't much.
"It hurts," Ricky gurgled, which were the first complete words he'd managed to choke out.
"I know," Dicky told him, "but it'll be okay."
The next few hours passed in a blur of fuzzy sounds, streaks of color, and episodes of nothing but black (which was when Ricky momentarily passed out).
Finally, Ricky's right arm was encased in a blue cast, and while the pain was still present, the pain killers the doctor gave him made him feel a bit better.
"Has your anti-nausea medicine kicked in yet?" Dawn asked.
It was just the Quads. Their mom was speaking with the doctor in the hallway, and their dad had returned to the store to clean up the party decorations, so Dawn, Nicky, and Dicky were gathered around Ricky's hospital bed.
Ricky nodded. "Yeah, why?"
Dawn took something out from behind her back and presented a slice of cake.
"Happy birthday, little bro," she greeted.
"By four minutes," Ricky said in a joking tone as he accepted the cake.
She giggled. "Sorry about your arm."
Ricky nodded. "What do you say we have one big party next year?"
"Agreed!" Nicky exclaimed.
"Quadug!" Dicky cried.
"What?" Dawn, Ricky, and Nicky said.
"Quad… hug," Dicky clarified, causing his siblings to laugh and embrace each other.
Not my best chapter, but hey, they can't all be winners, and I'm sure some of you liked it, so I hope you were one of the ones that liked this chapter. Thanks for reading! Bye, everyone!