Numbah 5 shifted her head and poured another cup of rootbeer. By this time, it was 11:30 at night and Numbah 1 was being examined. As for the others, Numbah 3 was sprawled out on a row of plastic chairs with a pillow and blanket the receptionist had kindly given her. Numbah 2 just sat, drumming his fingers on a table with magazines, and Numbah 4 was reading an issue of Sports Illustrated but you could just tell by his eyes he was worried about his friend and tried to make the others think he was relaxed and worry-free.

"How long have we been in here....about two hours or so?" asked Numbah 5, checking her watch.

"Feels like four or five" muttered Numbah 3.

The receptionist looked up. "If you are the gang with the bald boy, Dr.Coleman should be out in a bit."

Numbah 5 nodded her head. "Thanks"

At that point, Mr. and Mrs. Uno came flying through the doors of the ER. "Where is he? Where is my baby?" Mrs. Uno kept reeating.

Numbah 2 went to calm them down. "Calm down" he said gently. "He's being examined"

"Well, is he allright?" asked Mr. Uno in a concerned tone.

"For now" answered Numbah 4.

Numbah 5 handed them each a cup of coffee. Usually they weren't this nice to adults but this was diffrent. It was their boss's parents, and they were just concerned.

"Well, in the meantime, how about some relaxing music?" asked Mr. Uno, holding up his tuba.

Numbah 4 groaned under his breath. It was going to be a long night.

In the examining room...

"Nigel? Are you there?" asked the voice of Dr. Coleman gently.

He blinked. His stomach still hurt really badly. He felt the gentle white golved hands of Dr. Coleman press down on his abdomen and soft as she could. He winced and gritted his teeth.

"Is that where it hurts?"

He nodded.

"Okay I'm going to give you some morphine and take your X-ray...now you will feel a little stick but it will go away within a few seconds" she said, inserting fluids in a vial.

Numbah 1 didn't care at this point. He just wanted the pain to go away.

The doctor rolled up Numbah 1's sleeve and stuck an injection in. He didn't cry out with pain, nothing could compare to a sharp pain in your stomach. Then she rolled him down to radiology for his X-ray. When that was done a nurse entered drew his blood.

Dr. Coleman looked at a male nurse and nodded. "We'll wait till his fever goes down before we do the surgery."

That woke Numbah 1 up. SURGERY???!!!

In the waiting room...

Dr. Coleman walked out and the tuba stopped. The gang was relieved to see the Doctor and relived they wouldn't have to listen to that God forsaken tuba anymore.

Mrs. Uno stepped up. "How is he?" was her first words.

"Well he just passed out when I was drawing blood. But other than that he seems to be doing okay, however..."

"However?" she repeated in a concerned voice.

"Your son has the classic presentation of appendicitis. We just took an X-ray about 5 minutes But hopefully he will get a better picture for the surgeon. Then we're going to do a few more tests and probably do the surgery in the morning, after his fver goes down."

"Oh god" sobbed Mrs. Uno.

"Can we see him?" asked Mr. Uno.

"Right after the tests" assured Dr. Coleman.

Mr Uno nodded and the Doctor went back to the examing room, and they wheeled him down to another room.

"Hi Nigel" another male nurse, this one a little younger with a gotique. "I'm going to do a CAT scan on you...It's just like an X-ray and it doesn't hurt."

Numbah 1, who was so drugged up on pain pills at this point, was kind of crazy and tired. "Hey look, Doogie Howser" he splurred.

The nurse chuckled and lifted him onto a bed, which wheeled into a machine. Then there was a flash of light and he was wheeled out.

"All done" the nurse said.

He and Dr. Coleman and another nurse checked out the pictures. "Well, Nigel, it seems you've got appendicitis. Unfortunley, there is only one way of treatment. But the surgery is routine and you will be asleep the whole time

Numbah 1 just nodded, at this point, he would like anything to take the pain away. They wheeled him back into his room and called everyone in.

"Hi honey" said Mrs. Uno, giving her son a peck on the cheek. Mr. Uno patted his head. "How are you feelin?"

"For now, my stomach still hurts but they're going to...operate" he shuddered.

"We heard" said Numbah 5. "But be brave, okay?"

"Yes and when you're done you can eat all the ice cream you want so your throat will feel better!' said Numbah 3 cheerfully.

"Uh...Numbah 3...that's your tonsils" said Numbah 2, shaking his head.

"Oh"

"hang in there" said Numbah 4.

Numbah 1 smiled. "Will do"

"Yeah we'll see you when you come out of surgery...be brave" said Numbah 5.

At that point Dr. Coleman came back, wearing maks, gloves, and a hat. "Ready?" she asked, nodding at Mr. and Mrs. Uno. They nodded. "Okay" Two nurses came in and propped the wheels on his bed up and began to wheel him into the operating room. The others looked behind and waved. "If anything happens to me, Numbah 5, you're in charge!" he called.

They lifted him onto another bed and a nurse set a mask over his nose and mouth. "Relax and count back from 100" she said. He did what he was told and began to feel very sleepy...




Well, there you go! Chapter 4 up soon! Any comments, questions, or ideas leave them on reviews and they will be answered in this fic =)