"Now Albatou that wasn't so bad now was it". The doctor said while gritting
her teeth. Never in her life had she met such a patient. She had been quite
curious as to why all the Vione doctors quit after having him as a
patient and now she knew why. He fought, he bit, he scratched, he lit
things on fire, by god what a person.
He looked up at her "I hate you".
"Hey listen here you, I don't like you and you don't like me but were gonna have to-
She was cut off by dilandau "Don't play with my words woman!, I said I hated you, not don't like you, how did you become a doctor anyway"
"Excuse me but you cannot talk to me that me way!!! I am a respected and-
"Can't you hear what people say to you and...Oh wait a minute I get it... your getting into your old age huh"
"Old...age..."!!!she said looking as off as Dilandau was earlier about the pink frilly party dress, with wings that look like Van's.
"Well yeah have'nt you looked in a mirror lately you've got more wrinkles than Dornkirk-sama" he said smirking "but, I guess we can't all be young and beautiful like me".
"Mirror, mirror, mirror, must have mirror". She quickly turned around, ripped open her desk drawer and took out a mirror to look at herself.
Too bad though that the desk was conveniently placed in front of a laundry shoot because it gave Dilandau the petrfect chance to shove her inside.
"Muwaaahahahahahahanhahaha" he shouted in his usual Dilandau way.
"That''l teach her to shove me in a burlap sack and...and... oh wait a minute that was Chesta and Strategos, oh well she was just as annoying anyway".
Of course he was to busy lughing to have noticed the doctor shouting that she would have her revenge while she fell face first into the land of the Dragonslayers dirty underwear.
Folken took that moment to walk into the room, he look around and seeing no doctor and a smirking Dilandau, shook his head. "Dilandau you didn't set another doctor on fire did you"?
Dilandau turned to Folken and pointed at the laundry shoot "No, but I...oh yeah great idea Stratego's!!! he took a book of matches out of his pocket, lit all of them at the same time,and threw them down the laundry shoot.
"TAKE THAT MUWAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!" WASN"T THAT GREAT".
He looked over at Folken and was surprised to see that he was frowing. "Hey what's with that face, didn't you see what I just did, it was gre-'
"Yes Dilandau great, now let's get out of here" he said while picking up a folder of resaults from Dilandau's doctor's appointment. That's it,next year, I'm coming in here with him, we can't afford to lose anymore doctors, i'm just glad that this year i had the idea of sending the dragonslayers before Dilandau.
"Well that was a big waste of time" Dilandau said yawning to prove his point. "And now tha, thats out of the way I focus on what's really important". His eye's suddenly went wide and began stroking the scar on his cheek.
"Hehe...Vaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan...hehe MOERO MOERO...hehe".
Folken shook his head and opened up the folder and looked inside. "Oh dear god"...
He looked up at her "I hate you".
"Hey listen here you, I don't like you and you don't like me but were gonna have to-
She was cut off by dilandau "Don't play with my words woman!, I said I hated you, not don't like you, how did you become a doctor anyway"
"Excuse me but you cannot talk to me that me way!!! I am a respected and-
"Can't you hear what people say to you and...Oh wait a minute I get it... your getting into your old age huh"
"Old...age..."!!!she said looking as off as Dilandau was earlier about the pink frilly party dress, with wings that look like Van's.
"Well yeah have'nt you looked in a mirror lately you've got more wrinkles than Dornkirk-sama" he said smirking "but, I guess we can't all be young and beautiful like me".
"Mirror, mirror, mirror, must have mirror". She quickly turned around, ripped open her desk drawer and took out a mirror to look at herself.
Too bad though that the desk was conveniently placed in front of a laundry shoot because it gave Dilandau the petrfect chance to shove her inside.
"Muwaaahahahahahahanhahaha" he shouted in his usual Dilandau way.
"That''l teach her to shove me in a burlap sack and...and... oh wait a minute that was Chesta and Strategos, oh well she was just as annoying anyway".
Of course he was to busy lughing to have noticed the doctor shouting that she would have her revenge while she fell face first into the land of the Dragonslayers dirty underwear.
Folken took that moment to walk into the room, he look around and seeing no doctor and a smirking Dilandau, shook his head. "Dilandau you didn't set another doctor on fire did you"?
Dilandau turned to Folken and pointed at the laundry shoot "No, but I...oh yeah great idea Stratego's!!! he took a book of matches out of his pocket, lit all of them at the same time,and threw them down the laundry shoot.
"TAKE THAT MUWAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!" WASN"T THAT GREAT".
He looked over at Folken and was surprised to see that he was frowing. "Hey what's with that face, didn't you see what I just did, it was gre-'
"Yes Dilandau great, now let's get out of here" he said while picking up a folder of resaults from Dilandau's doctor's appointment. That's it,next year, I'm coming in here with him, we can't afford to lose anymore doctors, i'm just glad that this year i had the idea of sending the dragonslayers before Dilandau.
"Well that was a big waste of time" Dilandau said yawning to prove his point. "And now tha, thats out of the way I focus on what's really important". His eye's suddenly went wide and began stroking the scar on his cheek.
"Hehe...Vaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan...hehe MOERO MOERO...hehe".
Folken shook his head and opened up the folder and looked inside. "Oh dear god"...