Disclaimer: for the ten thousandth time I do not own the Mighty Ducks,
Disney does. I own Magic, Dr. Striker, Dr. Moore, and Mr. Green. I must
have been half-asleep when coming up with Mr. Green. Oh well, I still own
him.
A/N: look another chapter! I'm on a role! Now let's see what can I do to Magic? Horrible things, too gruesome to mention here. ^_^ J/K. As you requested Rockie here is more, but a word to the wise, don't threaten me with violence. You would not be able to lay a finger on me. ^_^ I hope you and everyone else enjoys. I know Dive will.
Abara Kadabara pt 5
By Silver Elf Child
Nosedive was finally able to see Magic three days later. When Dr. Moore has said that he'd be out of it, she wasn't kidding. Nosedive spent the day with Magic in the intensive care unit, and all Magic did was sleep. The only times he was awake was when he was eating, drinking, or using the litter box.
"Excuse me Mr. Nosedive." Said a technician.
"Oh Sorry." Nosedive said as he moved his chair out of the technician's way.
"That's all right. I just need to check on Magic."
"He's fine."
The technician smiled at him. "I need to check his incision and give him his meds."
"Meds? What are meds?"
"Medication."
"What meds? Why does he need meds?"
"Dr. Striker put Magic on clavamox and"
"What's clava what's a whose it?"
"Clavamox is an antibiotic."
"Oh."
The technician stepped up to the cage and reached inside. "Magic, wake up", she said as she stroked Magic tenderly. "Come on sweetie it's time for your meds."
"Meow," Magic said in a tired voice.
"Yes I know it hurts."
"Meow," This time a little louder.
"Dad's here."
"Meow."
"Oh you know?"
"Meow."
"Of course you know you can smell him."
"Meow."
"You're just waiting to see when he'll leave?" The technician winked at Nosedive.
"Meow."
The technician gave Magic his medication and closed the cage door. "There, all better. I'll go now and let you sleep. Mr. Nosedive can you please come with me?"
"But."
"Come on, I want to show you something."
The technician escorted Nosedive out of the room.
"What do you want to show me?" Nosedive asked in an annoyed tone.
"Watch," she said as she pointed to Magic's cage.
The two turn to watch Magic. As soon as he thinks the coast is clear Magic gets up and wobbles over to the cat box and goes to the bathroom. He looks across the room and sees Nosedive and the technician watching him. Instead of getting some food, he steps out of the litter box, laid down and started to cry.
"MEEEEOOOOOOWWWWWWW!"
"He need me!"
"No he does not. He's just trying to make you think that he does. Their smarter then you think. He's a sneaky one. His favorite game to play is opening the cage lock and when someone walks by he pushes it open to see if you will run into it or not."
"Really?"
"Yup. He's a regular prankster."
Nosedive smiled broadly. Wildwing was going to get a kick out of this.
"Dr. Striker wanted me to show you this because when you take him home later today he'll be pulling the 'I'm the poor kitty act' on you. You can't cater to his every whim. He has to be able to function without you."
"But Dr. Striker said.."
"You have to care for him, yes. You will have to keep his incision clean and give him his medicine, but he has to be able to function on his own as well. If you don't make him do things for himself then your going to make his physical therapy all that much more difficult."
"Oh."
"Okay you can go back to visit him now."
"Thank you."
Later that day Nosedive was going to take Magic home, but before he could he had to kitty proof the Pond. With Wildwing's and Mallory's help Nosedive changed the bedroom into a friendly injured kitty environment. They had to take down Magic's kitty portal display, which consisted of a maze of tunnels and landings that were carpeted. This was to prevent Magic from jumping and playing. All he was allowed to have was his scratching post. Nosedive had to put away all of Magic's feather toys, catnip mice, balls of every shape, size and convention, paper bags and cardboard boxes.
"Can't I keep out one of his toys Wing?" Nosedive wined.
"The doctor said no Nosedive."
Nosedive reluctantly placed the last toy in the bottom drawer of his dresser. When the three were finished the room was clean. In the corner were Magic's kitty bed, litter box, and scratching post were surrounded by a wire cage. Magic was to be quarantined until his hips were healed and he was done with his physical therapy. Since Magic was going to stay in Wildwing and Nosedive's room the rest of the Pond was left alone, except for the kitty proofing that was already in place. Once Magic was back home the fun began. Nosedive catered to his every need. It didn't matter if it was two in the morning. If Magic called, Nosedive came.
"Dive go back to bed" Wildwing mumbled as he covered his eyes from the blinding light.
"But Wing, Magic's crying."
"Let him. The doctor said to let him do things for himself."
"But Wing, he needs me."
Wildwing sat up and looked at Nosedive square in the eye. "If you don't go back to bed right now, I'm going to tie you to the bed post and gag you. GO BACK TO BED!"
Nosedive replied meekly "okay" and climbed back into bed.
Wildwing lay down and went back to sleep. Half an hour later Wildwing softly says, "Nosedive back to bed."
Nosedive grumbles to himself, "how does he do that?" as he climbed back into bed.
It was hard, but Nosedive finally learned how not to run to Magic every time he cried out. Once Magic learned to do things on his own his recovery sped up. Nosedive hated to give Magic his medication, because it was such a battle. Wildwing and he had to hold him down and shove the pill down his throat all while not trying to reinjure his hips. Not an easy task I can assure you. A month went by and it was time for Magic's first check up. The x-ray results were great. Magic was still to be quarantined in the room though. Wildwing and Nosedive tried their hardest to keep Magic in his corner, but you can never win with a determined cat. The brothers would put Magic to bed and then they too would crawl into their beds. Every morning they would find that Magic had escaped and was either on Wildwing or Nosedive. Magic insisted on having the run of the Pond. Magic continued to progress and soon he was allowed to go outside again, but only on a leash. He hated the darn thing, but it was better then being cooped up all day.
Magic had been outside all day and Nosedive decided that it was time for him to come in. Nosedive brought him in and fed him dinner in the kitchen. Nosedive watched the cat intently as he devoured his Purina One cat food.
"I love you Magic."
Magic continued to eat, but now he purred between bites.
The end.
Sorry it's so short, but I ran out of ideas.
Magic may or may not make guest appearances in other fics. Do you want to see more of Magic? I have a few new ideas for just Dive and Magic fics, but I will only do them if the masses want them. Would you like to here more about Magic? Please let me know.
Okay now the reason behind the story. (Because there is always a reason to why I write something.) Well more like the inspiration for this story. The inspiration is my cat Tigger Leopard. This is a true story. It really happened. My neighbor dropped kick my cat and broke his pelvis in three different places. His pelvis was shifted over an inch and he couldn't use the cat box without a lot of pain. We couldn't afford the surgery though, but he's fine (or shall I say was fine). That's the main reason why I had Dive flip when he saw the bill for the vet. K Ice? The only thing wrong with Tigger after he got better, besides the cancer, was he runs sideways. (He did the Hula!) I refer to the past tense because I had to put Tigger to sleep on October 15, 2002. I hate cancer. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it! I love you Tigger Leopard, my little Quasi Modo. Okay now that you are all balling your eye out let me give everyone out there a warning. If I find out that you or anyone else is hurting an animal I will personally hunt you down and beat you! Have a nice day ^_^ Smile, Live, Laugh, Love and God Bless
p.s. I'm serious about the abusing animals' thing. I think that it is absolutely wrong and needs to be stopped. Smile.
A/N: look another chapter! I'm on a role! Now let's see what can I do to Magic? Horrible things, too gruesome to mention here. ^_^ J/K. As you requested Rockie here is more, but a word to the wise, don't threaten me with violence. You would not be able to lay a finger on me. ^_^ I hope you and everyone else enjoys. I know Dive will.
Abara Kadabara pt 5
By Silver Elf Child
Nosedive was finally able to see Magic three days later. When Dr. Moore has said that he'd be out of it, she wasn't kidding. Nosedive spent the day with Magic in the intensive care unit, and all Magic did was sleep. The only times he was awake was when he was eating, drinking, or using the litter box.
"Excuse me Mr. Nosedive." Said a technician.
"Oh Sorry." Nosedive said as he moved his chair out of the technician's way.
"That's all right. I just need to check on Magic."
"He's fine."
The technician smiled at him. "I need to check his incision and give him his meds."
"Meds? What are meds?"
"Medication."
"What meds? Why does he need meds?"
"Dr. Striker put Magic on clavamox and"
"What's clava what's a whose it?"
"Clavamox is an antibiotic."
"Oh."
The technician stepped up to the cage and reached inside. "Magic, wake up", she said as she stroked Magic tenderly. "Come on sweetie it's time for your meds."
"Meow," Magic said in a tired voice.
"Yes I know it hurts."
"Meow," This time a little louder.
"Dad's here."
"Meow."
"Oh you know?"
"Meow."
"Of course you know you can smell him."
"Meow."
"You're just waiting to see when he'll leave?" The technician winked at Nosedive.
"Meow."
The technician gave Magic his medication and closed the cage door. "There, all better. I'll go now and let you sleep. Mr. Nosedive can you please come with me?"
"But."
"Come on, I want to show you something."
The technician escorted Nosedive out of the room.
"What do you want to show me?" Nosedive asked in an annoyed tone.
"Watch," she said as she pointed to Magic's cage.
The two turn to watch Magic. As soon as he thinks the coast is clear Magic gets up and wobbles over to the cat box and goes to the bathroom. He looks across the room and sees Nosedive and the technician watching him. Instead of getting some food, he steps out of the litter box, laid down and started to cry.
"MEEEEOOOOOOWWWWWWW!"
"He need me!"
"No he does not. He's just trying to make you think that he does. Their smarter then you think. He's a sneaky one. His favorite game to play is opening the cage lock and when someone walks by he pushes it open to see if you will run into it or not."
"Really?"
"Yup. He's a regular prankster."
Nosedive smiled broadly. Wildwing was going to get a kick out of this.
"Dr. Striker wanted me to show you this because when you take him home later today he'll be pulling the 'I'm the poor kitty act' on you. You can't cater to his every whim. He has to be able to function without you."
"But Dr. Striker said.."
"You have to care for him, yes. You will have to keep his incision clean and give him his medicine, but he has to be able to function on his own as well. If you don't make him do things for himself then your going to make his physical therapy all that much more difficult."
"Oh."
"Okay you can go back to visit him now."
"Thank you."
Later that day Nosedive was going to take Magic home, but before he could he had to kitty proof the Pond. With Wildwing's and Mallory's help Nosedive changed the bedroom into a friendly injured kitty environment. They had to take down Magic's kitty portal display, which consisted of a maze of tunnels and landings that were carpeted. This was to prevent Magic from jumping and playing. All he was allowed to have was his scratching post. Nosedive had to put away all of Magic's feather toys, catnip mice, balls of every shape, size and convention, paper bags and cardboard boxes.
"Can't I keep out one of his toys Wing?" Nosedive wined.
"The doctor said no Nosedive."
Nosedive reluctantly placed the last toy in the bottom drawer of his dresser. When the three were finished the room was clean. In the corner were Magic's kitty bed, litter box, and scratching post were surrounded by a wire cage. Magic was to be quarantined until his hips were healed and he was done with his physical therapy. Since Magic was going to stay in Wildwing and Nosedive's room the rest of the Pond was left alone, except for the kitty proofing that was already in place. Once Magic was back home the fun began. Nosedive catered to his every need. It didn't matter if it was two in the morning. If Magic called, Nosedive came.
"Dive go back to bed" Wildwing mumbled as he covered his eyes from the blinding light.
"But Wing, Magic's crying."
"Let him. The doctor said to let him do things for himself."
"But Wing, he needs me."
Wildwing sat up and looked at Nosedive square in the eye. "If you don't go back to bed right now, I'm going to tie you to the bed post and gag you. GO BACK TO BED!"
Nosedive replied meekly "okay" and climbed back into bed.
Wildwing lay down and went back to sleep. Half an hour later Wildwing softly says, "Nosedive back to bed."
Nosedive grumbles to himself, "how does he do that?" as he climbed back into bed.
It was hard, but Nosedive finally learned how not to run to Magic every time he cried out. Once Magic learned to do things on his own his recovery sped up. Nosedive hated to give Magic his medication, because it was such a battle. Wildwing and he had to hold him down and shove the pill down his throat all while not trying to reinjure his hips. Not an easy task I can assure you. A month went by and it was time for Magic's first check up. The x-ray results were great. Magic was still to be quarantined in the room though. Wildwing and Nosedive tried their hardest to keep Magic in his corner, but you can never win with a determined cat. The brothers would put Magic to bed and then they too would crawl into their beds. Every morning they would find that Magic had escaped and was either on Wildwing or Nosedive. Magic insisted on having the run of the Pond. Magic continued to progress and soon he was allowed to go outside again, but only on a leash. He hated the darn thing, but it was better then being cooped up all day.
Magic had been outside all day and Nosedive decided that it was time for him to come in. Nosedive brought him in and fed him dinner in the kitchen. Nosedive watched the cat intently as he devoured his Purina One cat food.
"I love you Magic."
Magic continued to eat, but now he purred between bites.
The end.
Sorry it's so short, but I ran out of ideas.
Magic may or may not make guest appearances in other fics. Do you want to see more of Magic? I have a few new ideas for just Dive and Magic fics, but I will only do them if the masses want them. Would you like to here more about Magic? Please let me know.
Okay now the reason behind the story. (Because there is always a reason to why I write something.) Well more like the inspiration for this story. The inspiration is my cat Tigger Leopard. This is a true story. It really happened. My neighbor dropped kick my cat and broke his pelvis in three different places. His pelvis was shifted over an inch and he couldn't use the cat box without a lot of pain. We couldn't afford the surgery though, but he's fine (or shall I say was fine). That's the main reason why I had Dive flip when he saw the bill for the vet. K Ice? The only thing wrong with Tigger after he got better, besides the cancer, was he runs sideways. (He did the Hula!) I refer to the past tense because I had to put Tigger to sleep on October 15, 2002. I hate cancer. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it! I love you Tigger Leopard, my little Quasi Modo. Okay now that you are all balling your eye out let me give everyone out there a warning. If I find out that you or anyone else is hurting an animal I will personally hunt you down and beat you! Have a nice day ^_^ Smile, Live, Laugh, Love and God Bless
p.s. I'm serious about the abusing animals' thing. I think that it is absolutely wrong and needs to be stopped. Smile.