A/N: And I'm off! And no, not to see the wizard, the wizard is a smelly old man with marbles in his mouth! *sings to the tune of All That Jazz.* Come on Frodo let's destroy the ring....*dodododo chch* And Gandalf smells! Thank you Gora, for those wonderful words!!!! ^^ Anyway, I have but one thing to say before I write the chapter: BIG FISH HAD BETTER WIN LOTS OF AWARDS! AND THAT ICLUDES TIM BURTON, DANNY ELFMAN, AND EWEN McGREGGOR!!!! Spelling on his name there, mates? Me no smart....

Disclaimer: I own a recorder. WOOHOO FOR ME!!!! =D

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"No," I muttered, half asleep, half awake. This man was asking me questions. I think I died. I think I died in the hospital room after I saw my dad.

"You're one ugly angel, mister," I muttered to the person as he attempted to ask me another question.

"I'm not an angel, Ms. Frog." He said. "I'm your doctor."

"Oh!" I said, "So I'm not dead?"

"No, Ms. Frog, you are not dead."

"Oh. Cooliez.."

"So, Ms. Frog-"

"Where's my daddy?"

"He's at home, sweetie."

"Why isn't he here?"

"He had to go sleep while we kept you for observation."

"Observation? Oh, ok then.."

"Yes, now-"

"Where's the bathroom?"

"You have a bedpan, Bo."

"Oh, so does that mean I can make soup?"

"No, sweetie, a bed pan is for-"

"But I want some soup."

"Well, you can have some soup when you get better."

"But why can't I just make it in my pan?"

"Because, Bo.. You make soup in pots."

"Oh.. Can I have a bed pot?"

"No, Bo."

"But-"

"NO BO!"

"I'm sorry Mr. Ugly Angel Man."

The man put his hand on his forehead.

"I'll be back later, OK Bo?"

"Yeah, sure, OK dude," I muttered.

He walked away and I was alone. I began to whistle 'Give A Little Whistle'. I like that song. It's really cool. I felt really funny, lying alone in that bed. I think I could feel the bedpan under me. I hope no one was making soup in there. I didn't want to get wet. I really had to go to the bathroom, too. .. .

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"Bobo?" I heard in my ear. "Bobo, wake up.."

"Huh?" I said, fluttering my eyes open.

"Bobo!!!!" someone yelled and I felt warm arms thrown around me.

'Who is this?' I wondered, but then I noticed two pairs of arms were present.

"Dani?" I muttered through the mass over my mouth.

"Yes, yes Bobo, it's me!" I heard Dani's voice yell as the grip on me tightened. I felt a pair of arms let go and Dani's face came into view. Then the second pair let go and I saw Richie.

"Richie!" I yelled, trying to jump forward. But he put out an arm and stopped me.

"Rest," He said. "The doctor's say we can only stay for another second. But promise me you'll sleep."

"OK," I said, wondering why he wanted me to sleep. I felt much better, but for some reason I felt incredibly stupid. And something under me felt wet.

"Good-bye, Bo." Said Richie, kissing me on the forehead.

"Bye love!" Dani yelled, hugging me and exiting with Richie.

Then I was alone. I still felt stupid for some reason. And still wet.

"Bedpan. .. ." I muttered, as I closed my eyes and kept my promise to Richie.

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A/N: Hehe, hehe, hehe. .. . WOOHOO!!!!!!!!!! Well, there's another one, mateys. Yeah, it was really strange. My friend Matt keeps asking me if he can use a bed pan to make soup. .. . Hehe. As you can tell, I was so not in the mood to write an angsty chapter. GOSH, I 'M SO FRICKEN HAPPY!!!!! OMG, I CAN'T BELIEVE HOW BLEEDIN' HAPPY I AM!!!!!!!!!! OK. .. . *cough cough* Well then, seeya later!

This chapter is dedicated to you. See how special you are!?!?!?!?!?!?!?