Disclaimer: I do not own Johnny or Squee, plain and simple.
A delicious scent suddenly wondered by Johnny's nose. He deeply inhaled the air to breathe in more of the smell. It smelt like breakfast. But what it really did besides allure his hunger, was cause his stomach to let out a long low growl. It had been a while since he had eaten. Then, there was a soft knock on his door.
It was Rose's gentle voice on the other side, "Johnny? Are you awake?"
He mustered up a response, "Yes, I'm up."
Rose continued, "Your hospital attendant has arrived. I'll send her in."
The door slowly opened and a middle-aged woman wearing a light blue doctor's apron bustled into the room. Her heavy leather clogs were quite loud as they stomped across the hardwood floor. Her first action was to abruptly pull apart the curtains that blocked out the blinding morning light. Johnny recoiled to the intense whiteness that stung his eyes.
Her loud, prim, and prompt voice spoke, "Now, that's better. Everyone needs a little sunshine now and then."
Johnny's response was an irritated grumble and pulling the blanket over his head. And to think that this noisy woman has been in here everyday since he arrived two weeks ago. Thank goodness he was asleep.
"Alright then," she tugged the blankets away from Johnny, "Sit up straight. I need to listen to your breathing and take your blood pressure. From there I'll check your ribs."
Johnny reluctantly sat up in bed. It was rather difficult moving his right leg out from under the covers. It was there he saw that his shin was completely wrapped up and had a splint to secure it. Not to mention it was painful beyond belief! As he settled into an upright position, his ribs ached him so. The nurse simply pressed the cold metal disc of her stethoscope against the pale skin of his back. Without a word, she just jotted something down on her red plastic clipboard. Then she moved onto wrapping a thick blue band around his scrawny bicep to take his blood pressure. His teeth gritted a bit when the swelling instrument started cutting off the circulation in his arm. But the nurse merely watched the pressure gauge and kept writing on that clipboard. After that, she stretched on some latex gloves and felt his ribs, which felt like a bee sting which each poke. Oh, if only he had a knife on him. An image of this woman's guts all over the floor seemed very appealing to his mind right now.
Her pomp voice interrupted his daydream, "Alright. Everything looks to be in order. I'll just have the doctors look at this and you'll be on the road to a quick recovery."
She gave a very squished smile before leaving the room, which he was most eager she would do. Johnny could only be glad that that was over with. No all he wanted was what's being made in the kitchen.
Rose called out from the kitchen-half of the room, "Johnny, do you want doughnuts for breakfasts?"
His growling stomach and intrigued hunger shouted in unison, "Doughnuts! Doughnuts, doughnuts, doughnuts! DOOUUGGHHNUUTTSS!"
Rose laughed a bit, "I'll take that as a yes."
A minute later, she entered the room with a tray. Today she wore a dark blue denim skirt, thin black socks that came all the way up to the middle of her thighs, and a small black t-shirt with a picture of Wonder Woman on the front. Her hair this morning was simply pulled back into a loose ponytail. Her face looked different without that touch of eye shadow and shimmering lip gloss. If you looked hard enough, you could see that she had extremely light freckles on the height of her cheeks. She was still quite pretty though.
"One of my personal favorites," Rose said as she carefully placed the tray of five warm steaming doughnuts, a plate of toast, grapes, and a glass of red juice, "Dig in."
Johnny took a big bite of one of the glazed pastries as she walked away. He froze.
"These taste extremely familiar," Johnny pointed out with a mouthful of doughnut.
Rose turned a bit pink, "Yes, I bought them from the 24/7. I..um..I, uh, don't cook…very well."
Johnny looked at the toast cautiously. Rose caught this, "But don't worry. The toast is fine. It won't send you back to the hospital."
She walked back into the living room where Squee was munching on chocolate doughnuts with rainbow sprinkles while mindlessly punching at the buttons of a game controller to the play station. His face fell as the screen read GAME OVER in giant red letters.
Johnny took a sip of the juice. His eyes widened to the taste of Watermelon Cherry Chill Slurpy. (Think of Kool Aid). Johnny decided that he might like it here.
The Maiden of Light: I know this chapter wasn't very exciting. But I needed it to kick off Johnny's time living at Rose's. Please don't hurt me! By the way, I am slightly creeped out by loud, prim, and proper nurses. They scare me! Until I update,bye bye!