Disclaimer: I own nothing. I am a poor lonely college student who has to
work two jobs to survive. Do you think that I, me, myself should own
anything like the Mighty Ducks? If I did I sure wouldn't be killing myself
to survive. Anyway, like I said before I own nothing.
A/N: Another tearjerker. Yes another one. Elwenildo helped me in a few spots, and it is obvious. SO thanks Elwenildo (she's a friend of mine from school). Anyway. Thanks for the reviews and for the constructive criticism. Hey Angelfire, I got it up! Aren't you proud of me? Always remember to be grateful for the day that the Lord has blessed you with and not to take advantage of it. Live life to the fullest and don't live in anger. Have fun and smile. Now on with the show.
Life's Too Short: The Impossible Happens
Canard took Nosedive into his arms and comforted him while he cried. He had never cried so hard in his entire life. Of course there never had been a reason to.
"Excuse me" came a male's voice from behind Mr. Flashblade. When they turned around they saw a male duck dressed in baby blue scrubs with a surgeons mask tied around his neck.
"Yes"
"Are you Mr. George Flashblade."
"Yes I am, and this is my wife Anna and son Nosedive."
"I'm Dr. McCray," he said as he extended his hand.
"Is Wildwing alright Dr. McCray?" Mr. Flashblade asked as he shook the doctor's hand.
Dr. McCray gave a heavy sigh "I think we should talk in private first, so if your family and you will please come with me."
"I want to come" Canard exclaimed.
"Me too" added Leila.
"I'm sorry only immediate family members are."
"You probably don't understand Dr. McCray" interrupted George Flashblade. "Canard and Leila ARE family."
"Very well you may all come. Please follow me."
Dr. McCray escorted the group of ducks down the white hallway. It seemed like an eternity to Nosedive going down the dreary corridor until they finally stopped at a door. The group enters the room to find a large table in the middle of the room surrounded by chairs. It was probably used as a conference room for the doctors and nurses, or for meetings like this one. Mrs. Flashblade put her arm around Nosedive before they took their seats.
"First off I'd like to say that I'm sorry for having to meet you under these circumstances and I'll try to make this as easy on you as possible."
"How's Wildwing" Nosedive blurted out.
Dr. McCray continued "You have to be ready to face the worst. I did my best, but sometimes one's best isn't good enough. Have you, or does he. what I mean is, in case the worst happens do you want to donate his organs."
"NO! He needs them!" exclaimed Nosedive as he jumped to his feet.
"Calm down Nosedive" Mrs. Flashblade said as she grabbed his arm.
"NO! I'm not going to CALM DOWN! This jerk is planning on killing my brother just to take his pieces and give them to other people who don't need them! For crying out loud, Wing needs them!"
"Nosedive please sit down," said his father.
"I'm not going to"
"NOSEDIVE FLASHBLADE SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP!"
Nosedive sat down and hung his head. It hurt to have his father yell at him. Especially when Wildwing's life was on the line. Canard got up and went to Nosedive. He needed a brother's love right now, and since he was out of commission, Canard was the next best thing, well sort of.
"Nosedive" he said softly as he squatted in front of him "it's okay. Everything's going to be okay. Wing's a fighter. He'll pull through."
Nosedive started to cry again. Canard pulled him close and took him out into the hallway. The doctor's words would just upset him more. He needed time to gather his thoughts. After the door closed behind the two mallards the doctor continued.
"I'm not giving up on him yet. He's a fighter. The next twenty-four hours are crucial. The first stepping stone is making through the night."
"Can we see him?" Mrs. Flashblade asked.
"Not right now. He just got out of surgery. Give him an hour then maybe."
"What exactly is wrong with him?" asked Mr. Flashblade.
"Well. where to start? He has had severe head trauma, several broken ribs, a broken back, considerable internal injuries, oh and a stubbed toe."
"What king of internal injuries?" asked Mr. Thunderbeak.
"Well for starters we had to cut his sternum to reach his chest cavity. From there we isolated the damage and repaired it. He had heavy internal bleeding caused by the broken ribs. Both lungs are bruised, but that shouldn't kill him. What I'm most afraid of is the amount of blood he's lost. We won't know what other damage he has incurred until he wakes up."
"You said he broke his back?"
"Yes"
"Does that mean?"
"No it doesn't, he could have just broken the bones, not severed the spinal cord."
"So there's still a chance."
"Very slim, but there is one. We've done all we can do, and now it's up to you."
"What can we do?" Leila asked.
"Pray. All we can do now is hope and pray."
After an hour Dr.McCray allowed the Flashblade family (Mr. and Mrs. Flashblade and Nosedive) to see Wildwing. Nosedive practically ran down the hall frantically looking for room 426. He almost passed it up, but his mind was racing faster then his feet. He stopped in front of the door, but could not gather enough courage to go in.
"What's wrong Dive? Don't you want to see Wildwing?"
"Y.Y..Yeah, but what if.What if?"
"No what ifs Dive. Your brother needs you and you need to be strong for him."
"I know it's just that. I don't know if I really want to remember him in that way. He's always been the strong one. I've never seen him cry. I don't know if I could. could."
"It's okay Dive," soothed his father "but what if you don't go see him, and he dies? You'll hate yourself for not saying goodbye."
Nosedive took a deep breath and entered the room with his parents. The room was empty save for one bed, which held Wildwing and several beeping machines. There were tubes and metal wires sticking out of him from every imaginable place. Wildwing was whiter then the bandages' wrapping his cuts and scrapes. *That was Wildwing?" thought Nosedive. It sure didn't look like the Wildwing he had left at the rink earlier that day. He looked so weak, so fragile. The Wildwing he knew and loved was strong. Nothing could hurt him, but there he was, lying there strapped to machines that held his very life at their controls. Nosedive couldn't stand it. What the doctor said was true. He may loose his big brother.
"Nosedive come here," said his mother.
He went to her where she sat next to the bed. She was holding Wildwing's hand and stroking his face lovingly. Funny, his mother hadn't cried during the entire ordeal. Still, seeing Wildwing like this and she didn't cry. Nosedive could not understand why. Weren't mothers suppose to cry for their children when they were hurt? Nosedive turned to look at his father who was standing at the foot of the bed. He was crying. Why was Dad crying and not Mom? Dad was always the strong one just like Wildwing. Nosedive was confused and tired. Right now all he wanted to do was go home and go to bed. Maybe this whole day was just a bad nightmare.
"Visiting hours are over," said a nurse from the doorway.
"Oh we're sorry. Can we have a few more minutes please."
"Sure. I'll let the Doctor know."
Soon Dr. McCray came in and cleared his throat. "I know you're upset."
"We know you want us to leave" Mr. Flashblade said sadly.
"Not necessarily. I was going to offer you a room to sleep in. We can roll a bed in here for one of you and the other two can sleep in the room next door."
"Thank you" Mrs. Flashblade said with a warm smile.
"I'll go make the arrangements."
After Dr. McCray left Nosedive asked, "can I stay with Wing?"
"Are you sure Ace?"
"Yeah Dad. Wing would do the same for me."
"Okay then you get this bed then."
During the middle of the night Nosedive had a rude awakening. Someone grabbed him and told him to get up. They practically ripped him out of the bed. The next thing he knew there were nurses and doctors hovering around Wildwing. The machine that had been making those annoying beeping sounds was now making a continuous screeching noise. Nosedive immediately recognized Dr. McCray in the mob of medical ducks as soon as he looked up.
"What's he doing here? I thought I told someone to take him to his parents' room? Get him out of here, NOW!"
Nosedive was rushed out of the room and into his parents' hospital room. He didn't understand what was going on. Why couldn't he stay with Wildwing? But he was too tired to argue. He just crawled into bed with his dad and fell asleep. The next morning Nosedive found out what all the commotion was during the night.
"Mr. and Mrs. Flashblade I regret to inform you that during the night Wildwing died."
THE END
NO NO NO, what are you doing Elwenildo, that's not what he's suppose to say.
"Mr. and Mrs. Flashblade I regret to inform you that during the night.."
"Oh no" gasped Mrs. Flashblade as she clung to her husband.
"No, no, no, Wildwing is fine, but he had a cardiac arrest. He's now stabilized but that's why we had Nosedive leave the room. We are deeply sorry for the inconvenience."
"Nosedive has never been, or ever will be an inconvenience doctor." Mr. Flashblade said angrily.
"I'm sorry, what I meant was the unwelcome wake up call we gave him at two thirty this morning."
"Oh, well that's okay just as long as Wildwing is alright."
"Can I see him?" Nosedive asked.
"Of course."
Nosedive did not leave Wildwing's side for the rest of the day (of course there was the exception of bathroom breaks).
"Dear what's going to happen tomorrow?" Mr. Flashblade asked in the late afternoon.
"I don't know, hopefully he'll wake up."
"No, I mean about work."
"Oh that, well I've got a few extra sick days I could use. You're not going to actually go to work tomorrow are you?" she asked as she laid down her needlework.
"Dad you can't, Wing needs you here." Nosedive protested.
"Don't worry Ace, I'm staying right here. We should get you home though."
"Why?"
"You need your rest. You've got school tomorrow."
"I'm not going to school. I'm staying here with Wing."
"Oh no your not."
"But."
"No buts"
"Dear" interrupted Mrs. Flashblade "what Nosedive is trying to say is, that it's not fair if we stay home and he can't. He's as worried about Wildwing as we are. Don't you think that he should stay by his brother's side?"
"Anna he needs to go to school."
"I know he does, but I think we can make an exception just this once."
"Fine, he doesn't have to go to school tomorrow."
"All right."
The next morning found the Flashblade family gathered around Wildwing. They were totally exhausted. For the most part none of them had slept in two days, so by noon Mr. Flashblade retreated to the employee lounge and slept on the couch. (Another patient was now using the room next door.) Mrs. Flashblade sat in a corner working on her needlepoint. Nosedive was asleep in the chair next to Wildwing's bed. Even as he slumbered he held onto Wildwing's hand for dear life. Mrs. Flashblade had to laugh when Nosedive started to snore.
"Quit it" Nosedive mumbled in his sleep.
"Stop it."
"I'm telling"
"Go away."
Mrs. Flashblade had to laugh, Nosedive was dreaming and talking in his sleep. Maybe he would be all right after all.
To Be Continued.
Well what do you think? Sorry, Elwenildo thought that she was funny and had to add that one part. She's so evil. That's the last time I ask her for help. Please keep the reviews coming and constructive criticism. See ya bye.
A/N: Another tearjerker. Yes another one. Elwenildo helped me in a few spots, and it is obvious. SO thanks Elwenildo (she's a friend of mine from school). Anyway. Thanks for the reviews and for the constructive criticism. Hey Angelfire, I got it up! Aren't you proud of me? Always remember to be grateful for the day that the Lord has blessed you with and not to take advantage of it. Live life to the fullest and don't live in anger. Have fun and smile. Now on with the show.
Life's Too Short: The Impossible Happens
Canard took Nosedive into his arms and comforted him while he cried. He had never cried so hard in his entire life. Of course there never had been a reason to.
"Excuse me" came a male's voice from behind Mr. Flashblade. When they turned around they saw a male duck dressed in baby blue scrubs with a surgeons mask tied around his neck.
"Yes"
"Are you Mr. George Flashblade."
"Yes I am, and this is my wife Anna and son Nosedive."
"I'm Dr. McCray," he said as he extended his hand.
"Is Wildwing alright Dr. McCray?" Mr. Flashblade asked as he shook the doctor's hand.
Dr. McCray gave a heavy sigh "I think we should talk in private first, so if your family and you will please come with me."
"I want to come" Canard exclaimed.
"Me too" added Leila.
"I'm sorry only immediate family members are."
"You probably don't understand Dr. McCray" interrupted George Flashblade. "Canard and Leila ARE family."
"Very well you may all come. Please follow me."
Dr. McCray escorted the group of ducks down the white hallway. It seemed like an eternity to Nosedive going down the dreary corridor until they finally stopped at a door. The group enters the room to find a large table in the middle of the room surrounded by chairs. It was probably used as a conference room for the doctors and nurses, or for meetings like this one. Mrs. Flashblade put her arm around Nosedive before they took their seats.
"First off I'd like to say that I'm sorry for having to meet you under these circumstances and I'll try to make this as easy on you as possible."
"How's Wildwing" Nosedive blurted out.
Dr. McCray continued "You have to be ready to face the worst. I did my best, but sometimes one's best isn't good enough. Have you, or does he. what I mean is, in case the worst happens do you want to donate his organs."
"NO! He needs them!" exclaimed Nosedive as he jumped to his feet.
"Calm down Nosedive" Mrs. Flashblade said as she grabbed his arm.
"NO! I'm not going to CALM DOWN! This jerk is planning on killing my brother just to take his pieces and give them to other people who don't need them! For crying out loud, Wing needs them!"
"Nosedive please sit down," said his father.
"I'm not going to"
"NOSEDIVE FLASHBLADE SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP!"
Nosedive sat down and hung his head. It hurt to have his father yell at him. Especially when Wildwing's life was on the line. Canard got up and went to Nosedive. He needed a brother's love right now, and since he was out of commission, Canard was the next best thing, well sort of.
"Nosedive" he said softly as he squatted in front of him "it's okay. Everything's going to be okay. Wing's a fighter. He'll pull through."
Nosedive started to cry again. Canard pulled him close and took him out into the hallway. The doctor's words would just upset him more. He needed time to gather his thoughts. After the door closed behind the two mallards the doctor continued.
"I'm not giving up on him yet. He's a fighter. The next twenty-four hours are crucial. The first stepping stone is making through the night."
"Can we see him?" Mrs. Flashblade asked.
"Not right now. He just got out of surgery. Give him an hour then maybe."
"What exactly is wrong with him?" asked Mr. Flashblade.
"Well. where to start? He has had severe head trauma, several broken ribs, a broken back, considerable internal injuries, oh and a stubbed toe."
"What king of internal injuries?" asked Mr. Thunderbeak.
"Well for starters we had to cut his sternum to reach his chest cavity. From there we isolated the damage and repaired it. He had heavy internal bleeding caused by the broken ribs. Both lungs are bruised, but that shouldn't kill him. What I'm most afraid of is the amount of blood he's lost. We won't know what other damage he has incurred until he wakes up."
"You said he broke his back?"
"Yes"
"Does that mean?"
"No it doesn't, he could have just broken the bones, not severed the spinal cord."
"So there's still a chance."
"Very slim, but there is one. We've done all we can do, and now it's up to you."
"What can we do?" Leila asked.
"Pray. All we can do now is hope and pray."
After an hour Dr.McCray allowed the Flashblade family (Mr. and Mrs. Flashblade and Nosedive) to see Wildwing. Nosedive practically ran down the hall frantically looking for room 426. He almost passed it up, but his mind was racing faster then his feet. He stopped in front of the door, but could not gather enough courage to go in.
"What's wrong Dive? Don't you want to see Wildwing?"
"Y.Y..Yeah, but what if.What if?"
"No what ifs Dive. Your brother needs you and you need to be strong for him."
"I know it's just that. I don't know if I really want to remember him in that way. He's always been the strong one. I've never seen him cry. I don't know if I could. could."
"It's okay Dive," soothed his father "but what if you don't go see him, and he dies? You'll hate yourself for not saying goodbye."
Nosedive took a deep breath and entered the room with his parents. The room was empty save for one bed, which held Wildwing and several beeping machines. There were tubes and metal wires sticking out of him from every imaginable place. Wildwing was whiter then the bandages' wrapping his cuts and scrapes. *That was Wildwing?" thought Nosedive. It sure didn't look like the Wildwing he had left at the rink earlier that day. He looked so weak, so fragile. The Wildwing he knew and loved was strong. Nothing could hurt him, but there he was, lying there strapped to machines that held his very life at their controls. Nosedive couldn't stand it. What the doctor said was true. He may loose his big brother.
"Nosedive come here," said his mother.
He went to her where she sat next to the bed. She was holding Wildwing's hand and stroking his face lovingly. Funny, his mother hadn't cried during the entire ordeal. Still, seeing Wildwing like this and she didn't cry. Nosedive could not understand why. Weren't mothers suppose to cry for their children when they were hurt? Nosedive turned to look at his father who was standing at the foot of the bed. He was crying. Why was Dad crying and not Mom? Dad was always the strong one just like Wildwing. Nosedive was confused and tired. Right now all he wanted to do was go home and go to bed. Maybe this whole day was just a bad nightmare.
"Visiting hours are over," said a nurse from the doorway.
"Oh we're sorry. Can we have a few more minutes please."
"Sure. I'll let the Doctor know."
Soon Dr. McCray came in and cleared his throat. "I know you're upset."
"We know you want us to leave" Mr. Flashblade said sadly.
"Not necessarily. I was going to offer you a room to sleep in. We can roll a bed in here for one of you and the other two can sleep in the room next door."
"Thank you" Mrs. Flashblade said with a warm smile.
"I'll go make the arrangements."
After Dr. McCray left Nosedive asked, "can I stay with Wing?"
"Are you sure Ace?"
"Yeah Dad. Wing would do the same for me."
"Okay then you get this bed then."
During the middle of the night Nosedive had a rude awakening. Someone grabbed him and told him to get up. They practically ripped him out of the bed. The next thing he knew there were nurses and doctors hovering around Wildwing. The machine that had been making those annoying beeping sounds was now making a continuous screeching noise. Nosedive immediately recognized Dr. McCray in the mob of medical ducks as soon as he looked up.
"What's he doing here? I thought I told someone to take him to his parents' room? Get him out of here, NOW!"
Nosedive was rushed out of the room and into his parents' hospital room. He didn't understand what was going on. Why couldn't he stay with Wildwing? But he was too tired to argue. He just crawled into bed with his dad and fell asleep. The next morning Nosedive found out what all the commotion was during the night.
"Mr. and Mrs. Flashblade I regret to inform you that during the night Wildwing died."
THE END
NO NO NO, what are you doing Elwenildo, that's not what he's suppose to say.
"Mr. and Mrs. Flashblade I regret to inform you that during the night.."
"Oh no" gasped Mrs. Flashblade as she clung to her husband.
"No, no, no, Wildwing is fine, but he had a cardiac arrest. He's now stabilized but that's why we had Nosedive leave the room. We are deeply sorry for the inconvenience."
"Nosedive has never been, or ever will be an inconvenience doctor." Mr. Flashblade said angrily.
"I'm sorry, what I meant was the unwelcome wake up call we gave him at two thirty this morning."
"Oh, well that's okay just as long as Wildwing is alright."
"Can I see him?" Nosedive asked.
"Of course."
Nosedive did not leave Wildwing's side for the rest of the day (of course there was the exception of bathroom breaks).
"Dear what's going to happen tomorrow?" Mr. Flashblade asked in the late afternoon.
"I don't know, hopefully he'll wake up."
"No, I mean about work."
"Oh that, well I've got a few extra sick days I could use. You're not going to actually go to work tomorrow are you?" she asked as she laid down her needlework.
"Dad you can't, Wing needs you here." Nosedive protested.
"Don't worry Ace, I'm staying right here. We should get you home though."
"Why?"
"You need your rest. You've got school tomorrow."
"I'm not going to school. I'm staying here with Wing."
"Oh no your not."
"But."
"No buts"
"Dear" interrupted Mrs. Flashblade "what Nosedive is trying to say is, that it's not fair if we stay home and he can't. He's as worried about Wildwing as we are. Don't you think that he should stay by his brother's side?"
"Anna he needs to go to school."
"I know he does, but I think we can make an exception just this once."
"Fine, he doesn't have to go to school tomorrow."
"All right."
The next morning found the Flashblade family gathered around Wildwing. They were totally exhausted. For the most part none of them had slept in two days, so by noon Mr. Flashblade retreated to the employee lounge and slept on the couch. (Another patient was now using the room next door.) Mrs. Flashblade sat in a corner working on her needlepoint. Nosedive was asleep in the chair next to Wildwing's bed. Even as he slumbered he held onto Wildwing's hand for dear life. Mrs. Flashblade had to laugh when Nosedive started to snore.
"Quit it" Nosedive mumbled in his sleep.
"Stop it."
"I'm telling"
"Go away."
Mrs. Flashblade had to laugh, Nosedive was dreaming and talking in his sleep. Maybe he would be all right after all.
To Be Continued.
Well what do you think? Sorry, Elwenildo thought that she was funny and had to add that one part. She's so evil. That's the last time I ask her for help. Please keep the reviews coming and constructive criticism. See ya bye.