Chapter 10: Therapy, Session 2

This is the second session of therapy with Mr. Rogers. An old "friend" pops in for a visit in this chapter. I am planning on adding two more characters. Please review and give me suggestions for the new patients.

The four patients were, once again, in the office off Mr. Rogers, who had "redecorated" his office a bit. He had padded the walls and ceiling, and had put bars on the windows.

Mr. Rogers walked into the room and said, "Hello again, I hope you all had a wonderful day yesterday."

Kimblee banged his head on his desk and said, "What the hell is wrong with the god damn writer. He must be laughing his ass off right now."

Greed looked at him and said, "Maybe you shouldn't bad mouth the writer. Remember what he did last time?"

Kimblee remembered the pink dress and shuddered.

Mr. Rogers spoke up again and said, "We will be having a special guest joining us today."

Writer of all people appeared with an explosion.

Kimblee's eyes bulged and he yelled, "OH NO, NOT YOU!"

Writer smiled and said, "You don't seem very happy to see me."

Kimblee snapped back, "WHY WOULD I! YOU PUT ME IN A DRESS AND SENT ME TO PRISON! YOU CAN DIE AND ROT IN HELL!"

Writer raised his hand and went to snap his fingers, when Kimblee yelled, "Don't do it! I'll be good, I promise!" Writer smiled again and said, "That's what I thought."

Mr. Rogers stepped forward and said, "Now, I want you to get out your little anger buddies."

The four of them pulled out their puppets.

"Now, I want you to use the puppets to tell what you did yesterday and how you feel."

The four of them groaned and slammed their heads on their desks.

"Why don't you go first, Greed?"

Greed picked up his puppet of Thom and made it say, "I feel good because I drank lots of beer, smoked lots of cigarettes, and scored with three chicks."

Mr. Rogers's eye twitched once again and he said, "You're next, Thomas."

Thom yelled frantically, "THE PUPPETS ATE MY BRAIN!"

Mr. Rogers's eye twitched and he said, "Thomas, are you intoxicated (drunk)?"

Thom replied, "No…maybe…yes."

Twitch, twitch went Mr. Rogers's eye as he said, "Okay, lets move on. You're next, Zolf."

Kimblee raised his puppet of Jen and made it say, "I tried hitting on Jenny and she slapped me. That makes me feel sad."

Everyone stared at Kimblee and inched their desks away from him.

Mr. Rogers said, "Okay, let's finish this. Jennifer, you're last."

Jen held up her Kimblee puppet and said, "I slapped Kimblee for hitting on me yesterday. That was the high point of my day."

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Rogers said, "Alright, now that that's over with, I think our guest would like to say a few words."

Writer stood up and walked to the front of the room. He then said, "You are probably cursing my name for throwing you into this so-called "hellhole," but you are not alone. Two new patients will be joining you next session. That is all." He snapped his fingers and disappeared in another explosion.

The scene ends with them leaving the room and Mr. Rogers, as usual, with a twitching eye.