Psychiatry 101
Chapter two- As I sit and Dream of You.......
Madison was seated at her office late into the evening, sorting papers mostly. Her thoughts would often revert to Mr. Crocker for fleeting moments, before an orderly would knock on the door for something. It was well after 10 pm when she stood, finding it a bit hard to walk since she had been seated for a long time.
"Ack!! I gotta remember to stop doing that......."
She locked the door to her office and then walked down the long hallway, blinking as she heard a squeaking sound. Upon looking down and lifting her foot she found a small squeaky hammer.
"Hmm........odd.......maybe one of the orderlies brought their dog again......."
She picked it up, putting it in her jacket pocket. Then resuming walking the hall, she would occasionally look at the cells holding the "psychos". she would smile a moment then remember the real reason she chose this profession.........someone she hardly dwelled on, and made sure was as far away from her as possible........her own mother.
It was now around 10:15 when Madison walked inside her house, which was also pink, and threw her things down on the couch. She then managed to drag herself halfway out of the living room before collapsing on the floor and falling asleep
The next morning, Madison nearly shriked upon realizing she was late for school. After fixing herself up in a somehwat decent manner, she scrambled out the door and into her pink car, speeding her way to Dimmsdale Elementary much like Crocker usually did. Somehow she managed to get there before the bell rang. Upon seeing her, Crocker feigned concern in front of the students, but in reality he was slightly wondering why Madison looked tired and rushed. when the recess bell rang, he walked over to her desk and stood over her.
"Madison.........um..............i-is something......er...........w-wrong??" He twitched slightly, not used to showing concern for anyone, and doing so often hurt.
Madison glanced at him with a dazed off look.
"N-no not really.......everything's fine! ," She faked a smile, but Crocker didn't buy it. Not because he was a teacher, but because he knew Madison couldn't lie if her life depended on it.
"Don't give me that!! ," He snapped, then remembered all the times she had told him to think before speaking and most importantly to calm down.
"Gah! I mean.............I don't buy it Madison.....there's something wrong with you...............is it the work of......FAIRY GODPARENTS??"
And yet another spasm, causing his fake hair to end up in a mess atop his head, but fixing it wasn't an option yet. The way he had twitched left him with his hand around his neck and his foot stuck in the wall. Madison stood and pulled his foot out, then fixed his hair much to his chagrin.
"I could have done that myself.........you're not my mother."
"Nyaaaa so? Anyway.......fine I admit it. I was up late last night and I'm still...........," Before even finishing her sentence, she collapsed on the floor again to sleep. Crocker, confused by all this, tried to shake her shoulders in an attempt to wake her.
"No no mommy.....sleepy sleepy..........," was her only reply.
Later on, after school had let out for the day, Madison was fully awake and playfully hid in one of the bushes, awaiting Mr. Crocker to pass by. When he did, she popped up and gently grabbed his tie, though he moved too fast and in doing so nearly choked himself.
"GAH!! WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO, KILL ME??," He then realized who it was, then looking at his watch, smiled sheepishly.
"Eh........heh.......heh........I'm late I take it........."
"No! Come on let's do something fun for our therapy sesson today!!"
Crocker wondered how she could have been so tired earlier, and now her usual bouncy self. He spoke at length, but would most likely kick himself for doing so.
"It's your crazy mother isn't it??"
Madison's smile faded slightly, as that really was the reason why she had stayed in the office late, and also despite what she said., had gotten hardly any sleep. She lowered her eyes to the ground and nodded slowly. Crocker knew now to quit while he was ahead. Instead, he put his hand behind his head as he suddenly remembered something.
"M-Madison......I.......never thanked you for bailing me out......," the incident he speaks of being Brightsdale Mental Institution. Madison looked up at him at first slightly puzzled, then threw her arms around him with a coy smile.
"No need Mr. Crocker......it was my pleasure after all. Besides," She spoke now sticking her tongue out slightly. "They were mean poopy-heads anyway."
She jumped on his back then, much to Crocker's confusion and slight pain.
"Onward my faithful steed!! To the mall!!"
Crocker groaned inwardly, though he was truly happy to see her smile again.
Slight fluff! Whoo!! Madison's mom is extremely -makes coo-coo motion- not right. She thinks she's perfectly sane though o.o Madison spends alot of time worrying about her which probably isn't so good ne? Luckily she has Crocker to keep her in line As for Mr. Crocker, he's still very much in denial about his true feelings, but I promise thee that he'll drop slight hints occasionally, though he won't realize it -cackles- ciao!
Chapter two- As I sit and Dream of You.......
Madison was seated at her office late into the evening, sorting papers mostly. Her thoughts would often revert to Mr. Crocker for fleeting moments, before an orderly would knock on the door for something. It was well after 10 pm when she stood, finding it a bit hard to walk since she had been seated for a long time.
"Ack!! I gotta remember to stop doing that......."
She locked the door to her office and then walked down the long hallway, blinking as she heard a squeaking sound. Upon looking down and lifting her foot she found a small squeaky hammer.
"Hmm........odd.......maybe one of the orderlies brought their dog again......."
She picked it up, putting it in her jacket pocket. Then resuming walking the hall, she would occasionally look at the cells holding the "psychos". she would smile a moment then remember the real reason she chose this profession.........someone she hardly dwelled on, and made sure was as far away from her as possible........her own mother.
It was now around 10:15 when Madison walked inside her house, which was also pink, and threw her things down on the couch. She then managed to drag herself halfway out of the living room before collapsing on the floor and falling asleep
The next morning, Madison nearly shriked upon realizing she was late for school. After fixing herself up in a somehwat decent manner, she scrambled out the door and into her pink car, speeding her way to Dimmsdale Elementary much like Crocker usually did. Somehow she managed to get there before the bell rang. Upon seeing her, Crocker feigned concern in front of the students, but in reality he was slightly wondering why Madison looked tired and rushed. when the recess bell rang, he walked over to her desk and stood over her.
"Madison.........um..............i-is something......er...........w-wrong??" He twitched slightly, not used to showing concern for anyone, and doing so often hurt.
Madison glanced at him with a dazed off look.
"N-no not really.......everything's fine! ," She faked a smile, but Crocker didn't buy it. Not because he was a teacher, but because he knew Madison couldn't lie if her life depended on it.
"Don't give me that!! ," He snapped, then remembered all the times she had told him to think before speaking and most importantly to calm down.
"Gah! I mean.............I don't buy it Madison.....there's something wrong with you...............is it the work of......FAIRY GODPARENTS??"
And yet another spasm, causing his fake hair to end up in a mess atop his head, but fixing it wasn't an option yet. The way he had twitched left him with his hand around his neck and his foot stuck in the wall. Madison stood and pulled his foot out, then fixed his hair much to his chagrin.
"I could have done that myself.........you're not my mother."
"Nyaaaa so? Anyway.......fine I admit it. I was up late last night and I'm still...........," Before even finishing her sentence, she collapsed on the floor again to sleep. Crocker, confused by all this, tried to shake her shoulders in an attempt to wake her.
"No no mommy.....sleepy sleepy..........," was her only reply.
Later on, after school had let out for the day, Madison was fully awake and playfully hid in one of the bushes, awaiting Mr. Crocker to pass by. When he did, she popped up and gently grabbed his tie, though he moved too fast and in doing so nearly choked himself.
"GAH!! WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO, KILL ME??," He then realized who it was, then looking at his watch, smiled sheepishly.
"Eh........heh.......heh........I'm late I take it........."
"No! Come on let's do something fun for our therapy sesson today!!"
Crocker wondered how she could have been so tired earlier, and now her usual bouncy self. He spoke at length, but would most likely kick himself for doing so.
"It's your crazy mother isn't it??"
Madison's smile faded slightly, as that really was the reason why she had stayed in the office late, and also despite what she said., had gotten hardly any sleep. She lowered her eyes to the ground and nodded slowly. Crocker knew now to quit while he was ahead. Instead, he put his hand behind his head as he suddenly remembered something.
"M-Madison......I.......never thanked you for bailing me out......," the incident he speaks of being Brightsdale Mental Institution. Madison looked up at him at first slightly puzzled, then threw her arms around him with a coy smile.
"No need Mr. Crocker......it was my pleasure after all. Besides," She spoke now sticking her tongue out slightly. "They were mean poopy-heads anyway."
She jumped on his back then, much to Crocker's confusion and slight pain.
"Onward my faithful steed!! To the mall!!"
Crocker groaned inwardly, though he was truly happy to see her smile again.
Slight fluff! Whoo!! Madison's mom is extremely -makes coo-coo motion- not right. She thinks she's perfectly sane though o.o Madison spends alot of time worrying about her which probably isn't so good ne? Luckily she has Crocker to keep her in line As for Mr. Crocker, he's still very much in denial about his true feelings, but I promise thee that he'll drop slight hints occasionally, though he won't realize it -cackles- ciao!