Title: Falling.
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Diamond: No body read chapter 3 just yet I don't think, but I'll just post now anyway.
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Goku and Goten sat in the stuffy waiting room of the doctor. Goten didn't like it. The smell of medicine's of all kinds hung in the air being hidden poorly by heavy air spray. Drawings from little kids hung on the walls, showing childish stick figures or animals. It was probably just to make nervous kids think other kids liked it here so they would stop their annoying wails. It didn't help though. There were at least four little kids running around screaming to go home. Their parents didn't do anything about it though, so Goku and Goten were relieved when the receptionist called them in.
"Just go down the hall, first door to your right." She instructed, chewing her gum like a cow. Her squeaky shoes squeaked across the hard wood floor as she sat down.
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This room had to be worst then the first! (Diamond: I rhymed!) It was decorated in such a way so that kids would find it fun, but Goten found it slightly disturbing. The walls werecovered in pictures of the jungle with birds, lions, and cheetas everywhere. On the desk were pictures of the human body, inside and out. And a radio was playing soft music, similar to elevator music.
"Dad, can we leave now?"
"Nope. You need to talk to the doctor. But your not alone, I don't like them either."
"It's not the doctor it's the room!" He looked at the walls and shuddered.
Just then a nurse walked in. She kneeled in front of Goten and talked in a sickly sweet voice.
"Well, hi there little guy! How are you?"
Her cherry scented perfume almost made Goten throw up.
'Does she bathe in that stuff or something!'
"Lets get started then. Go and sit up on the table and take off your shoes."
"No."
It wasn't that he didn't like the nurse. She was actually very nice. Her blue eyes showed nothing but kindness, not that annoyance other doctors showed. It looked like she actually wanted to help.
"Well why not?"
Goten looked up at her defiantly. "Because, I want to leave. I don't like the doctors."
"Hmm. Mr. Son, how about you sit up there with him? It might make him feel more comfortable. Would that be better sweetie?"
"I guess so."
He reluctantly pulled himself up onto the table almost slipping on the wax paper lining the table. Goku went and stood next to the table, hoping that would be enough to get things moving.
"Alright. Now open up and say 'ahhh'."
She got out what looked like to Goten a popsicle stick and put it near his mouth. When he saw it coming he slammed him mouth shut.
"You have to open. I won't hurt you I just want to look down your throat."
He opened slightly and she pressed the stick down on his tongue. She finally pulled back out after what seemed like forever to Goten.
"Now come out into the hallway and step onto the scale. I want to weigh you."
They walked out into the blindingly white hallway. More pictures.
He stepped onto the scale and the nurse moved the thing around a bit until it stopped evenly. She looked shocked then disappointed and wrote something down on her notepad.
"Let's go back in. Dr. Mathews should be in just a minute."
Goten and Goku waited in the room for another fifteen minutes before the doctor walked in.
"Well hi. You must be Mr. Son, and you must be little Goten. I'm Dr. Mathews and I heard this morning from your father that we have somewhat of a problem. Correct?"
"Yes. If you could just check him over and maybe tell us what the matter is then that would be helpful."
"Really? Okay Goten take off your strip down to your boxers and I'll check you over."
Goten looked up at him nervously. There was no way he would strip for this complete stranger!
"D-do I have to?"
The doctor smiled down at him, his green eyes glowing.
"Look, you don't have anything we don't, well except that tail, and we won't see everything so just try to relax and it'll be over before you know it."
"Okay."
He slowly, very slowly, took off his fighting gi and stood before the doctor. Dr. Mathews didn't look to happy at his condition and Goku just looked down at the ground. He scribbled some things down on a paper and turned to Goku.
"How long has he been like this?"
Goku seemed to ponder this for a moment.
"I truly don't know. I only just found out about it today. I don't know what happened to make him do this, that's why I brought him here."
"Well it's a good thing you did. By the looks of things if this went on any longer he might of ended up in the hospital."
Goten gasped at the comment and looked down at himself. He didn't look bad in his own opinion. You could see each rib through the skin, a perfect shape. And his waistline was thin. He thought thin was good. Wasn't it? All the extra fat had been trimmed off and he thought that was quite an accomplishment. After all, who wants to be fat? It seemed everyone else wanted him to be. Listen only slightly to what the doctor was saying he realized they wanted him to eat more, that he really needed to or it could get serious. It was already serious. If people were making him eat then something was just not right. Why should they care?
"Have you been listening to anything I just said?" The doctor gave him a questioning look.
"Yes. But I don't know why you guys are making such a fuss over this. I mean, what's wrong with being thin?"
Dr. Mathews sighed and turned back around.
"Put your clothes back on. We're done."
And he walked out.
Goten got dressed and they both walked back outside. They waited until they were a bit of distance away and Goku called Nimbus. The yellow cloud floated down and waited while they got situated.
"Dad, why don't we just fly?"
"Because, I just want you to relax. No need to exert yourself. I can tell your stressed out now and I want you to be calm."
The ride home was pretty uneventful. Neither of them said anything except Goten asking where they were going.
"I'm just taking a longer way, to enjoy the scenery, get some fresh air. I need it after being in that nasty doctors office."
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"I'm gonna take a nap. I'm kind of tired."
Goku looked up from the television to see Goten at the top of the stairs.
"Are you feeling okay?"
"Yea, I just want to take a nap."
He walked into his room and turned out the lights, and closing the curtains. Flopping down on the bed he stared at his red lava lamp. The blobs going up and down, and all around, hypnotizing him into a deep slumber.
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Diamond: I hope that was a little longer.
Goten: Review or I'll never get better!