Parasite

Fandom: Sorcerer's Apprentice

Genre: General

Characters: Drake S., Dave S., Balthazar B.

Rating: K+

Authoress's Ramblings: Alternate to the chapter Future ExGirlfriend? , can be skipped if you wish. Contains: Drave, no Becky, and New Jersey hate.

To the people who guessed about the bear: I forgot about Pedobear! *hits self* Since it is NOT Pedobear I was looking for, can have Abigail and sorry, Jem Yorke, you can have either Drake or Dave, not both. It was Voltaire's Deady the Evil Teddy...maybe I made the reference too obscure...I tried to tie the bear to the song...

Also: This chapter is pretty much the same as the other chapter (Future ExGirlfriend?) except there is no Becky, and it contains Drave.

Song used: Bomb New Jersey, By Voltaire.

Drake nodded, then gestured Dave out of the doorway as Amanda, Drake's assistant, came up behind him. She had a few of Drake's things, his ring she'd recovered from the doctors, some clothes, and his belt with the buckle, which he couldn't wear, but he liked to know where it was, and his iPod, which was the second item he snatched from her when she was close enough, the first being his ring. It wouldn't help him use strong magic, it was in need of a recharge, but even fully charged, the most he'd be able to do offensively were plasma bolts, and he sucked at them. Drake inserted the earbuds and turned on the iPod, enjoying the music, mostly because it drowned out the annoying beeps of the machines…and Amanda's lecture. He could see Amanda getting frustrated. He muted the music.

"-than walking off the stage…stupid idiot! Are you listening to me?"

"Nope. Dave do you have any Sharpies?"

He knew that was the wrong answer, but at least he was honest.

"DRAKE! You could-"

Drake un-muted his music after Dave gave him a pack of Sharpies, which he then doodled anime characters and rock-stars on his cast with. He even doodled an evil looking teddy bear near his elbow. He thought it fit the song he was listening to at the moment. He sang along to the lyrics.

There's a magical land I know,

A place where I grew up

I'd make a deal with the devil himself,

to see that place blown up

in that interesting land I know

where no one has a brain,

they all wear jeans that are acid-washed

yet they think I'm insane

Amanda rolled her eyes, recognizing the song her boss was singing. He'd been on a Voltaire kick for about a week, and this was currently his favorite song. Dave just looked confused. Amanda looked at Dave and promised to return later with more activities to occupy Drake, who much to his chagrin, was stuck in the hospital for another day. She left as she recognized the next part of the song…that Drake had decided to actually sing,

I would get down on my knees

and service the Japanese

'til I reek of old sushi but please

bomb New Jersey!

Dave gawked at Drake, who laughed, and continued singing the song, also continuing his doodles.

It's a place named after a sweatshirt,

So what more can you expect, sir?

And if you try to express you're individuality

they will throw you to the ground

And they'll kick you in the teeth

Like they did to me

After that, Dave ended up sitting beside Drake listening to the music with him and had doodled a very awkward looking duck on Drake's cast. Drake shut up and shifted so that his good arm was behind Dave. It looked like they were cuddling, but Drake had said that it was so that Dave didn't fall off the bed and actually had space. Amanda, and a nurse, had peeked in before backing away slowly.