Thank you guys for caring, and yes, I am okay. Nobody was seriously injured
in the accident, other than the cherry pie, lol. I'm still wondering why
the heck there was pie on the side of the road......
I have a new idea for a Holes fanfic, but it centers mostly around two made-
up characters (2 boys, they're twins), and I don't even know if I could
write it, or let alone if anyone would be interested. Oh well, I have quite
a handful of fics as it is, although most I haven't updated in months. So,
tell me if you'd be interested in that, though I doubt anyone will be.
A/N: This chapter is back to Zig Zag, and don't worry, he will soon be back
at Camp. Sandy is a nurse, in case you were wondering while you were
reading this. This is a boring chapter...just to let you know...
Chapter 28: Hospital Blues
"He's awake."
"Is he?"
"I saw him move."
"That doesn't mean he's awake."
"Well, I'm pretty sure he's awake."
"Well, I'm pretty sure he's dead."
"....and you call yourself a doctor?"
Silence.
"Did you see him move?"
"Yes, Sandy, I saw him. That does not mean he's out of the coma."
"Shouldn't we check on him?"
"No, he's fine."
"Well, I'm going to check on him."
"Do whatever you want Sandy, I'm going to the cafeteria where the world makes sense."
Sandy sighed. 'What a quack.' She thought to herself, 'No wonder alot of doctors have bad stereotypes.'
As she walked over to the boys bed, she remembered being told that he was from a Juvinile Correction Camp. The boy hardley seemed to be of the sort, but she also remembered being told that he was crazy.
He was sweating heavily, so Sandy went to wet a washcloth to put on his forehead. She heard him mumbling something, but dismissed it, because it was most likely just a side-effect of his fever.
As she wiped his forehead with the cloth, he started breathing faster, and mumbling louder. She stroked his cheek gently, which seemed to cease his mumbling and breathing.
"You poor boy." She said, wetting the cloth again. She had noticed that no one had come to visit him. Of course, his parents probably didn't even know he was here, and his friends were probably some of the boys at the Juvinile Facility, and weren't allowed to come.
Suddenly, Ricky opened his eyes. Sandy almost screamed in surprise, but held it in, and kept wetting his forhead.
His voice came out raspy, and sounded like he was still in a dream, "Am I in Heaven?" He asked, his eyes only half-way opened.
Sandy chuckled, "No honey, you're in a hospital."
Ricky's eyes opened all the way up, and he started to get a panicked look on his face.
'Why am I in a hospital? What happened? Did I die? Where's Squid? Where's Magnet? Where is everybody?" He asked, his eyes darting around the room. Sandy was starting to see why he had been labled 'crazy'.
"You had sun stroke, which turned into a bad fever. And of course you're not dead, you wouldn't be here talking if you were. And, I'm pretty sure there are no Squid's or Magnet's in this room, but you could check if you'd like." Sandy told him.
"No, no, my friends. Squid and Magnet." Zig Zag said, "Where are they?"
"Squid and Magnet? What kind of names are those?"
"They're nick names, from back at camp. Mine is Zig Zag. Their real names are Jose' and Alan." Ricky said.
"Oh, well, that makes more sense now. Well, sweetie, they're probably back at camp. You'll be ready to go back soon." Sandy said, "How are you feeling, dear?"
"Hot." He said, "Really hot."
"Yeah, that's the fever." Sandy said, "I'm going to leave you alone for a bit to rest, just press this button if you need somebody, okay?"
Ricky nodded, so she left the room.
He sighed, and rolled over. He wondered how they were doing back at camp.
Chapter 28: Hospital Blues
"He's awake."
"Is he?"
"I saw him move."
"That doesn't mean he's awake."
"Well, I'm pretty sure he's awake."
"Well, I'm pretty sure he's dead."
"....and you call yourself a doctor?"
Silence.
"Did you see him move?"
"Yes, Sandy, I saw him. That does not mean he's out of the coma."
"Shouldn't we check on him?"
"No, he's fine."
"Well, I'm going to check on him."
"Do whatever you want Sandy, I'm going to the cafeteria where the world makes sense."
Sandy sighed. 'What a quack.' She thought to herself, 'No wonder alot of doctors have bad stereotypes.'
As she walked over to the boys bed, she remembered being told that he was from a Juvinile Correction Camp. The boy hardley seemed to be of the sort, but she also remembered being told that he was crazy.
He was sweating heavily, so Sandy went to wet a washcloth to put on his forehead. She heard him mumbling something, but dismissed it, because it was most likely just a side-effect of his fever.
As she wiped his forehead with the cloth, he started breathing faster, and mumbling louder. She stroked his cheek gently, which seemed to cease his mumbling and breathing.
"You poor boy." She said, wetting the cloth again. She had noticed that no one had come to visit him. Of course, his parents probably didn't even know he was here, and his friends were probably some of the boys at the Juvinile Facility, and weren't allowed to come.
Suddenly, Ricky opened his eyes. Sandy almost screamed in surprise, but held it in, and kept wetting his forhead.
His voice came out raspy, and sounded like he was still in a dream, "Am I in Heaven?" He asked, his eyes only half-way opened.
Sandy chuckled, "No honey, you're in a hospital."
Ricky's eyes opened all the way up, and he started to get a panicked look on his face.
'Why am I in a hospital? What happened? Did I die? Where's Squid? Where's Magnet? Where is everybody?" He asked, his eyes darting around the room. Sandy was starting to see why he had been labled 'crazy'.
"You had sun stroke, which turned into a bad fever. And of course you're not dead, you wouldn't be here talking if you were. And, I'm pretty sure there are no Squid's or Magnet's in this room, but you could check if you'd like." Sandy told him.
"No, no, my friends. Squid and Magnet." Zig Zag said, "Where are they?"
"Squid and Magnet? What kind of names are those?"
"They're nick names, from back at camp. Mine is Zig Zag. Their real names are Jose' and Alan." Ricky said.
"Oh, well, that makes more sense now. Well, sweetie, they're probably back at camp. You'll be ready to go back soon." Sandy said, "How are you feeling, dear?"
"Hot." He said, "Really hot."
"Yeah, that's the fever." Sandy said, "I'm going to leave you alone for a bit to rest, just press this button if you need somebody, okay?"
Ricky nodded, so she left the room.
He sighed, and rolled over. He wondered how they were doing back at camp.