The Series of Abnormal Events

Chapter 1: The Evil Antics of Dr. Weaver. Part two.

Hey again! Here's the second part! I really wanna finish this story, so I can get started on other ideas. Some of them are John Carter, Pokemon Master and Martha Stewart Living: Special Guest: The Staff from County General's ER. Good ideas? Yes? No? Maybe so? Tell me if you think so. Also if you have ideas and don't feel like writing them, tell me. I'll do it for you and give you credit. Please R/R! I have a lot to do, so I'd better start writing. Happy reading!

Disclamer: See part one.

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(Now I bet that most of you are wondering where the nurses went. Now that I think about it, probably not, but I don't care. You're gonna find out anyway. Cause I'm gonna tell ya. Unless you don't read. But please read. PLEEEAAASE?)

The nurses, (actually just Haleh, Randi, Yosh and Malik,) had decided that working in the ER today was pointless cause there were no patients and Abby could cover for them if one came in. So they went off to have some fun. They go to a football game. This is what it was like at half-time.

Yosh: God this sucks. Why didn't we go to a musical. Like the Lion King or Chicago or something.

Malik: Hey! This is a great game.

Randi: Who are you kidding? This is like the number one thing not to do in your free time. Why are we here?

Haleh: It was free entry, that's why! When something is free, it's waaaaaay better.

Yosh: Imagine what it would be like if we had paid.

Randi: Oh God! That would be number one! What should we do?

Malik: Hey! I got me a good idea!!!

Haleh: You? An idea?

Randi: Miracles do happen.

Malik: Lets go sneak into that blimp, over there!

Yosh: Are you crazy?

Malik: It's called mental illness, thank you very much.

Yosh: Whatever. That blimp is in the air! How would we get in?

Haleh: I've got an idea! Since our second choice was rock climbing, I brought grappeling hooks for everybody. We can throw 'em into the air and pray that they grab onto the blimp.

Haleh gives everyone the grappeling hooks and tells them how to throw them really high.

Haleh: I'll go first. *She throws the hook underhand really high.* *Kachink!* There. I did it. You can too.

Yosh: Won't we get caught. We'll get arrested. The horrors!

Randi: You are such a wimp. Anyways, nobody's here. The teams are in their change rooms and the halftime act really sucks. Anybody that was here the first half are already gone, or getting something to eat. We won't get caught.

Yosh: Okay. Yeah, I guess that makes sense.

Malik: I'm throwing my hook. *He throws it exactly like Haleh.* *Kachink!* Yay! It went in! I did it!

Randi: Good for you. Now I get to throw mine! *She throws hers up the same way.* *Kachink!* Yeeees! I did it. Go me, go me! Your turn, Yosh. (pause) Go already! We don't have all day!

Yosh: Okay. I'll try. But I'm not very good at throwing things. *He gets ready to throw.* One. Two. Three!

He tries to throw it into the blimp, like everyone else. But he misses. It started falling rapidly in the direction of a fat guy whose walking into the stadium, hands full with beer, nachos, some hotdogs and other stadium related food.

Yosh: Head's up!

The fat guy turns to see what's going on. He looks up and sees a metal grappeling hook aimed for his head. He turns to get out of the way, but by doing so, puts his beloved food in the line of fire. And it's hit. There's food flying every where. Nachos, beer, chips, popcorn. Just a lot of food

Fat guy: My food! My poor, beloved food.

As he's trying to salvage what he can, Randi runs over and grabs the grappeling hook.

Randi: Sorry 'bout that mister. Gotta go!

Fat guy: *Starts chasing her. Albeit, extremely slowly.* Hey you get back over here! Buy me more food!

Randi: Hey guys, it'll take him about five minutes to get over here. We gotta go. He could smush us all! *She throws Yosh's hook.* Yosh, climb up. Same with everyone else. Let's go.

Right before they get to the top, the fat guy is right below them.

Fat guy: You're supposed to buy me more food! I'll have you arrested!

Haleh: Hey mister. She did you a big favour. Maybe if you start eating properly, you won't die before you're thirty five! C'mon guys. Let's see what's in this blimp.

They climb in and are in awe with what they see.

(Do you really think I'm gonna tell you what's inside the the blimp now? I'm not crazy. Cliffhangers are fun. Though this isn't much of a cliffhanger, is it? No one's gonna die. Or are they?)

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Meanwhile, in the ER.

Everyone's having a ton of fun. Frank and Susan are eating donuts. Luka's playing Zelda, Carter's dissecting a brain and Abby's discharching the patient.

Susan: That Kitkatz is so nice. Kind of weird, but nice. I've never seen anyone who had a real magic wand. And thesse donuts. They taste so good. Best ever, I think. Do you agree, Frank?

Frank: Um-huh *Sounds like his mouth is full.*

Abby: You can go, now, Mister.

Man: Thank god. This place is really weird.

Abby: You can say that again.

Man: This play is really weird.

Abby: I wasn't talking literally, you idiot. Now leave, if you want to so bad.

The man runs out the doors, escaping the now paitient-less ER.

Abby: Awwwww. Now there's nothing to do. Not even one patient. Luka: But I still have my game

Carter: And I have a brain to dissect.

Abby: But Kitkatz didn't give me anything to do.

Carter: Cause you were staring at my cheeks.

Abby: But that's boring now. Your cheeks don't do anything.

Carter: Hey. That hurt.

Abby: I didn't say they weren't beautiful.

Abby: I guess I'll watch TV. Even though Sunday TV sucks.

Abby ficks around to random channels

Abby: Flyfishing. BOOOOORING! *flicks* Martha Stewart Living. Okay. That's worse. *flicks again* Oooh infomercial. That's better.

Everyone's now busy and for the second time, someone sneaks in, unnoticed. But it's someone nobody wants to see. Dr. Weaver.

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I think that I can end that part there. You know, I have new found respect for the people who write really long fanfics. I didn't realize that it takes so long. Mine is already nine pages long. And compaired to others, that's short. I know what I'm doing in the next part, so I should get writing. Remember. R/R. Thanx. -Sammie