Disclaimer: I do not own the Mighty Ducks, Disney does. I used the characters without permission. Please don't sue me. Dr. Striker, Dr. Moore, and Mr. Green belong to me. If you wish to use them ask first. Although, I don't see why anyone would want to use them. They are kind of corny.

A/N: almost there. Here's another installment of Abara Kadabara. Sorry about the long wait. School is hell. Next semester will be worse. But for now I shall write what I can and keep everyone entertained. Oh yes and thank you Icelightning for bringing this small detail to my attention. Why did Nosedive flip when he found out how much it would cost? Well, I know professional athletes make tons of money, but if you were Wildwing would you let Nosedive run around with all that cash? No, I didn't think so. Of course Wildwing has restrictions on how much money Nosedive can spend. Nosedive has to budget his money just like the other ducks. He just needs a little more persuasion. Does that clear everything up Ice? I hope so. If not just email me and I will try to clear it up. Thanks to all who have reviewed all of my stories. If it were not for you I would not be able to share my strange ideas. Besides I like writing for everyone out there, who is willing to read. Now on with the fic.

Abara Kadabara pt 4

Surgery

By Silver Elf Child

Nosedive could hardly sleep that night. All he could think about was Magic alone and scared at the hospital. Wildwing kicked the upper bunk.

"Will you stop wiggling up there. You're making the whole bed shake."

"Sorry Wing, I can't sleep. I'm worried about Magic."

"For the ten thousandth time Nosedive he's fine. You're going to make yourself sick with all this worrying."

"I can't help it."

"Yes you can, think about something else."

"Like what?"

"You can think about Barney for all I care, just go to sleep."

"AHHHHH, Not that! Anything but that! You know Barney gives me nightmares."

"Fine, then think about the circus."

"Ooh me like circus. Can we go to the next time it's in town?"

"Sure, but you do remember that the circus has clowns."

"NOOOOOOOOOO! You're evil Wing. I hate clowns more then I hate Barney!" Nosedive said as he hung upside down from the bed.

Wildwing chuckled, "Yup, now go to sleep." Wildwing pushed Dives head away.

"Now I'm going to have nightmares about Barney and clowns and it's all going to be your fault."

Wildwing laughed at the comment. Nosedive rolled over and covered his head with his pillow and fell to sleep. Nosedive woke the next morning refreshed. He had slept soundly after Wildwing and he had talked. He got up and went to the kitchen. Mallory, Duke, and Grin were eating Wildwing's pancakes. Tanya was at the sink washing dishes.

"Morning Dive, ready for practice?" Wildwing said as he poured more batter onto the hot griddle.

"Hey Bro. Uh no, I'm not going to practice today. Remember, I have to go to the hospital for Magic's surgery."

"Oh yeah, I forgot. I guess we could always cancel today's practice."

"You mean it bro.?!"

"Oh just sit down and eat."

The only seat open was next to Mallory. Nosedive took the seat hesitantly.

"H.Hey Mal."

"Hi Nosedive."

"Listen, I'm sorry for what I said yesterday. I was wrong about accusing you. I know you would never hurt Magic, I was just."

"Upset, I know." She finished his sentence.

"I'm not making excuses. I should never have said those things and I'm really sorry."

"Nosedive I forgive you. I know how much Magic means to you. He's a very special cat."

Nosedive smiled at her before he stated to pile the pancakes onto his plate.

"You sure do like my pancakes don't you baby bro.?"

"Ver vu vest" Nosedive said as he shoveled a pancake into his mouth.

"Hey kid your not suppose to talk with your mouth full. It's rude."

"Sure Duke and using your saber at the table isn't?"

Duke grumbled under his breath as he puts his saber away.

"Hey Mal, do you wanna come with me to watch Magic's surgery?"

"Sure"

"Oh and thanks for finding him for me."

"What else are friends for?"

Nosedive smiled at her before turning toward the sink, "Tanya, do you wanna come?"

"Nah uh." Tanya said in a more nasally voice then usual. "I've been up all night sneezing because of the dogs they had in there yesterday."

"Oh"

"What about me Dive? Don't you want me to come?"

"Of course Wing, but I didn't want to impose on your leadership responsibilities and all."

"Nosedive, being your brother comes before being team captain, and right now you need a big brother."

"Thanks man. I'm done with breakfast so can we go now."

"Can I eat first?" Wildwing laughed.

"Uh sure."

"Hey Nosedive."

"Yeah Mal?"

"You might want to change out of your Spiderman pajamas first."

"Oh yeah, um.bye."

***

Wildwing, Nosedive, and Mallory arrived at the vet clinic just as Magic was being prepared for surgery. The technicians injected him with acepromazine and ketamine. (an anesthetic) to knock him out. They put a tube down his throat and hooked him up to an inhalation anesthetic machine.

"What are they doing?!" Nosedive exclaimed.

"They are intubating him Nosedive," Dr. Striker said. "They do this so that Magic will get the full force of the anesthetic. I assure you it is perfectly safe. We use isoflourane, the same stuff used on humans."

"Oh."

While Dr. Moore, the surgeon, was scrubbing down and putting on her sterile surgical gloves, the technicians were shaving Magic's fur around his pelvic girdle (his waist and hips) and legs.

"Why are they shaving him?" Mal asked.

"We don't want his fur getting into the surgical sight."

"That's reasonable."

"And it is also for sanitation reasons too. We need to have his skin properly scrubbed down and as sterile as possible before we make the first incision. We can only do that if he doesn't have fur in the way."

"Will it grow back?" Nosedive asked with concern.

"Does yours?"

"Yes."

"So will his."

"Good. I don't want a cat with a bald butt."

Magic was taken into a different room for the operation. Dr. Moore did not allow the ducks in the room, but they were allowed to watch through a window. This was for safety reasons. Sharp objects, inhalation hazards, sterile environment, must I go on? Besides, if you're not use to seeing an animal, or person for that matter, get cut up you may pass out. Dr. Moore really didn't need Nosedive passing out in the middle of her O.R. The surgery, under normal conditions, takes about four hours. Midway through the surgery things started to go awry.

There were two technicians helping with the surgery. One monitored Magic's breathing, and the other monitored his heart rate. The first technician, we'll call her Sam short for Samantha, noticed that Magic was going deeper into unconsciousness, so she turned down the concentration of the inhalation gas. Nothing abnormal about that. Soon Magic's breathing was back to normal. He would become too light, and the gas would be turned up. Up, down, up, down, it's a wonderful game of musical chairs, except no chairs and if you loose, you die. By now Dr. Moore had isolated the injury and was preparing on drilling holes in Magic's bones for the screws and pins. Just then Magic stopped breathing and his heart stopped.

"Damn it!"

"Turn it off!"

Dr. Striker rushed the ducks to the waiting room and rushed to Dr. Moore's aid.

"What's going on?" Nosedive asked.

"I don't know." Mallory stated.

"Wing, something's wrong, isn't there?"

"I don't know Dive."

"But there has to be otherwise they wouldn't have rushed us out of there." Nosedive said as tears started to well up in his eyes.

Mallory cast Wildwing a worried look. How were they going to tell Nosedive that Magic might not make it? He knew the risk and he took it, but could he live with himself if the worst happened?

When Dr. Striker returned she took over compressing Magic's chest in hopes that he would revive. (It was kind of like CPR, but on a cat). A heartbeat was detected on the ECG (electrocardiogram). Then another. Magic took a deep breath. "Good he's still alive" Dr. Moore sighed. She continued with the procedure, which lasted for another six hours. When it was all over Magic lay in the recovery cage. Dr. Moore and Dr. Striker changed out of their scrubs and went to talk to the ducks.

***

Nosedive was pacing back and forth in the waiting room.

"Dive sit down. You're going to create a hole in the floor with all that pacing." Wildwing cautioned.

"Hee hee" laughed an old man "you look like you're a brand new father. Are you sure you're in the right hospital?"

Nosedive glared at the old man.

"Dive don't"

"WHAT the hell do you know! My cat may not survive the surgery! How dare you."

"Excuse me"

Nosedive looked up to see the two doctors in the waiting room.

"How is he?"

"I think you owe Mr. Green an apology," Dr. Striker said in a stern voice.

"Oh Melliandra, give the kid a break. He's upset about his cat. I was only trying to make him laugh when he went off like a keg of dynamite."

"I'm sorry."

"You don't need to apologize sonny. I was once in your shoes. It's hard because they are like children to us. When they are sick or hurt all we do is worry." Mr. Green chuckled to himself, got up, and left.

Nosedive shrugs and Dr. Striker sighs heavily before she leads the ducks to an exam room.

"I'm afraid we haven't met" Dr. Striker addressed Mallory.

"I'm Mallory."

"The one who made the stretcher?"

Hesitantly Mallory answered, "yes."

"That idea of yours helped us out a lot. If you hadn't had done that the damage would have been more extensive."

"Uh, thanks. I think."

"How's Magic?" Nosedive asked getting impatient.

"He's fine. He's in recovery right now." Dr. Moore spoke for the first time.

"What happened during the surgery, why did we have to leave?" asked Wildwing.

"Magic went into shock. That part of the surgery is the riskiest and the most painful."

"Really?"

"Well I'll say. Don't you think it would be painful if I drilled a hole in your pelvis?"

"I guess it would."

"Magic's fine right now so you don't need to worry. Since we did have that little complication we're going to have to keep him overnight for a few days."

"Can I see him?"

"Not now. He's still out of it, and he will be for a few days. That is the side effect of the pain medication. It makes them sleep."

"When can Nosedive see him?" Wildwing asked.

"Tomorrow maybe. It'll depend on how the night goes."

"He will be okay, right?"

"Yes Nosedive he'll be fine."

"Good."

"I'd go home and get some rest. Once Magic's ready to go home he'll be relying on you for his every need. You're going to have to take him to the cat box, hand feed and water him, and keep his incision clean. Once everything heals, you are going to have to do his physical therapy as well."

"Physical.. Therapy?"

"We'll discuss that if further detail later. Please go home and get some rest."

"We will. Thank you Dr. Striker, Dr. Moore." Wildwing said as he shook their hands.

Wildwing and Mallory took Nosedive back to the Pond to worry his brains out yet another day.





I'm soooo mean. Making Nosedive suffer like that. And having to make you as well. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! It's good to be evil. As always, smile, live, laugh, love. Adieu. Please review. I can never tell if you liked this or not if you don't review, or leave me an email. Besides I love to hear what you think. Good? Bad? Boring? Annoying? Do I need to go back and take Freshmen English in High School? (Please don't answer that). Okay I'd had better go. Bye. ^_^