Authors note: Crazy reference to different stories chapter… I think…
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It was Mr. Ratburn; luckily for them he hadn't seen them both making out, "I didn't realize you were both in here."
"Sorry…" Fern replied as she was slightly embarrassed.
"That's ok, you both did well for your assignment, but it is too bad I couldn't say the thing about Buster."
All Fern asked was, "Does a part of you want to kill Buster?"
Mr. Ratburn was shocked at Fern's question, "No; but I do sometimes wonder if his parents beat him when he was a child," Mr. Ratburn commented but soon stopped talking after Buster came to the classroom, not high, "Ahh looks like someone finally comes to class not high."
"Prunella and I stopped smoking the stuff," Buster admitted, "I am doing it cold turkey…"
"Not the best way to do it… but none the less education will be the key," Mr. Ratburn commented, "Like will you actually take your school work into more consideration?"
"I guess…" Buster replied as they looked at the rabbit teens eyes; they were baggy.
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As the day passed Sue Ellen and Fern were waiting terribly to go home, they were both getting skittish because of it, they just wanted some action. They looked like they took a huge hit of caffeine.
After school they both went to the cat teen's house, up to her room, her parents were home, Sue Ellen opened the closet door, "We do it in the closet."
Fern sighed, "This is really starting to well get dumb, we aren't desperate for action."
"But getting caught…"
They both went in the closet and they closed the door, they were both undressing each other. Until they heard a voice, "Sue Ellen?" Mrs. Armstrong asked. Sue Ellen and Fern stayed quiet as they looked at each other, "I guess she went back downstairs…" Mrs. Armstrong left the room and both teens put their clothes back on and left the closet.
Sue Ellen sighed, "That was close…"
Fern smiled but it was getting old, "It is getting boring finding places to do it…"
Sue Ellen lent a suggestion, "Why don't we drive to the country?"
"What is out there?"
"Farms?"
Fern was shocked, "Oh no! The fan fiction website would go nuts if you are thinking about that sort of thing."
Sue Ellen clued in, "Gross! Not that."
Fern sighed, "A farm, they do smell, and we might get dirty…"
Sue Ellen argued, "We aren't doing it in a pig sty."
"Why don't we just end it right now?" Fern had an open minded suggestion.
The End.
"Wait!" Sue Ellen exclaimed, "There is still a lot we can do."
"How about we see the Buster subplot?" Fern asked.
"Who would want to read something about Buster reading… or claiming that he hasn't discovered 'the wonders' of secondary colors?" Sue Ellen asked.
They both sighed, because out of certain curiosity they wanted to see what was going on in Buster's life; they walked over to the condominium where he lived.
Buster was busy reading Pretty Rainbow Pretty Colors, "Finally, I have mastered some of the secondary colors, once I fully discover the wonders of them all then my live will be complete…"
Sue Ellen and Fern saw Buster sitting up in the balcony reading the children's book she turned to Fern, "Should we stay or go?"
Buster looked down, "Hey, I mastered some of the secondary colors!"
Fern didn't want to know especially coming from Buster, "Let's go…"
Sue Ellen knew Fern didn't want to be here, "This story will go downhill if we stay as Buster will go on and on saying different colors."
They both left and Buster still recovering from a rebounded high, he quit cold turkey but as usual quitting that way would mean cravings for the illicit substance; the rabbit teen jumped over the balcony and landed with a thud as he wanted Fern and Sue Ellen to listen, he let out a pathetic wail of pain, "Oww…"
They both turned around and saw Buster sprawled out in pain as he lay flat on the sidewalk with what appeared to be a broken leg, Sue Ellen sighed, "I will call the hospital… But you know he won't learn anything…"
Sue Ellen called an ambulance by using her cellphone and the paramedics of course taken Buster away.
Fern sighed, "Only Buster," then changed the topic, "Let's go and visit him in the hospital."
They both walked to the hospital as theoretically by the time they would get there, Buster would already be admitted, and placed on a hospital bed.
30 minutes later, Buster was being visited by Prunella, Fern and Sue Ellen.
"Only you…" Prunella sighed, "You need to stop smoking that stuff, because it rots the brain, and I think it'll make you sterile…" Buster didn't know what that meant Prunella sighed, "Down there…"
"You always have to start with that area… you are better than that." Buster criticized.
Prunella whispered to Fern, "It really doesn't it is just a scare tactic."
Fern sighed, "As I recount, it was almost as bad as the time he made a waterslide in his house and called everyone over."
(Flashback Scene)
Back in the sixth grade Buster called everyone over as he was making a waterslide on the stairs of his house; he rode down it, and was almost crying in pain as he was at the bottom of the stairs.
"That was cool!" Binky exclaimed, "Do it again."
"Oww…" Buster exclaimed as it had looked like he broke some bones.
Sue Ellen, Fern and Muffy sighed; but Muffy added her two cents in, "If I take you to the hospital you won't learn anything."
(End Flashback Scene)
Fern and Sue Ellen went to the waiting room, Fern had a semi-good idea, "I got an idea…"
Sue Ellen was apprehensive of Fern's ideas at times, "Oh god…"
"No, what it is; we are in a hospital…"
"No, that is wrong; we are not going to make out in front of the comatose that seems inhumane."
"No…" Fern said as she sighed, "What we do is we role play…"
Sue Ellen was thinking
(Fantasy Scene)
Fern was wearing a school uniform, "Help me, the evil monster is after me…"
Sue Ellen added by pretending to be a monster, "Rawr!"
The role play stopped and Fern sighed, "Sue Ellen, you are supposed to protect me…"
(End Fantasy Scene)
Sue Ellen was a bit shocked with some notes of concern and nervousness in her voice, "We are we going to steal nurse uniforms?"
Fern smiled at the cat teen and she had explained even further, "What we do… or more appropriately, what I do is come back tonight to take one and you will be my patient… of love…"
To Be Continued.