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Pickles had stayed up until 4:00 in the morning, with the rest of the band, drinking. It was nearly 7:00 now, so he had been absorbed in very deep sleep for about three hours now. He awoke, not happily, at the sound of a knock at his door.
He sighed, "Aww, whet do ya want?" he complained, standing up, wearing only his underwear, as he commonly did while sleeping. He walked to the door and opened it. On the other side of the door stood Murderface.
"Hey, Pickles," Murderface, who looked both tired and worried greeted him, "Well, I guessch I'll juscht schay it... Toki has appendicitis... It'sch not a big deal. Nathan and I took him down to the hoschpital, and he's got appendicitis. I thought you might want to know. He'll be fine though... Juscht a little schurgery."
"Oh, weeell... that sucks," Pickles responded, "So... ya know... whet are we s'posed to do about it?"
"I dunno," Murderface told him, "Like I schaid, it ischn't really a big deal... I juscht thought you might want to know. Well, I guess I'm gonna go tell Schkwisgaar now. You can come with me if you want to."
"Aw-right," Pickles agreed, "Is Toki in the ha-spital then? Like maaaybee we should go visit 'im er somethin."
"Yeah," Murderface answered, "Well, letsch go tell Schkwisgaar firscht, and then we can vischit Toki."
"Yeah, okay," Pickles agreed, following Murderface to Skwisgaar's room.
Murderface knocked on the door and Nathan answered. Pickles looked confused and looked around in the hallway, wondering if they had gone to the wrong room.
"What are you doing in Schkwisgaar's room?" Murderface asked him.
"Well, uh..." Nathan began, "Toki left the hospital and came here, and Skwisgaar went to uh... get a uh... doctor, because Toki's IV fell out of his hand, and he's uh... asleep."
"Scho..." Murderface started, "I guessch Schkwisgaar already knows then."
"Yeah," Nathan agreed, "I guess so."
"Well," Pickles said, sounding a bit worried, "Toki looks kind of sweaty. I think he might have a feever. That's bad if he's gawt appendicitis, right?"
"I don't know..." Nathan answered, "I don't... know anything about... appendicitis..."
The three of them turned around when Skwisgaar returned with one of the doctors.
The doctor walked up to the bed where Toki was laying, "Oh my," the doctor said, "He looks feverish," he said, putting his hand on Toki's forehead, "He definitely has a fever... We should probably try to get the surgery within the next 6 hours. If his fever gets any higher, we'll need to perform the surgery sooner even."
"He wills be okays though, stills, right?" Skwisgaar worriedly questioned.
"Yes," the doctor assured him, "It is the same surgery; we might just need to do it a little bit sooner. He'll be fine. At any rate, we need to get him back to the hospital, and get the IV back in place. I don't want him walking though, so I'll go fetch a wheel chair," he said, leaving the room, "I'll be right back."
"Awww... damn," Nathan complained, sighing.
"Well," Skwisgaar said, "De doctors says hes will bes fine, so we don'ts gots no needs to worries, hm?"
"Yeah..." Nathan agreed, "I guess so..."
"Yeah," Pickles said, "Whet if something goes wrang though?"
Skwisgaar looked worried, "What is we supposed to dos, hm?"
The four of them stood in silence, looking at Toki who was still sleeping on Skwisgaar's bed. The doctor returned, pushing a wheel chair in front of him, and then walked up to Toki, shaking his shoulder, "Wake up, Toki," he said gently.
Toki opened his eyes, and then closed them again, "I's too tired," he complained, "And I feels likes I throws up maybe."
The doctor looked concerned, and held his hand up to Toki's forehead again. He looked over at the four band mates who stood near the door, "His fever is already getting worse. We need to take him to surgery right now, before his appendix bursts."
Pickles walked up to the bed and shook Toki's shoulder, "Heeey," he said, trying to sound gentle, "Toki, ya need to wake up."
Toki opened one eye and looked at Pickles. Then he opened both eyes, and turned toward him, "What's you doings, Pickle? Why don'ts you guys lets me goes asleeps? I stays up all nights drinkings with yous... I goes gets a appendagecitis a'cause of stayings up all nights probablies. Why do you guys always has to wakes me up too? Do you not wants me to sleeps ever anymores?"
"You have a fever, Toki," the doctor explained, "and it is getting higher. We need to do the surgery now."
"Right nows?" Toki asked, sitting up, "You saids in a 24 hours. How longs I been asleep?"
"Well," the doctor explained, "You have a fever, which is getting higher and higher, and that indicates that we should remove your appendix as soon as we can. If we don't do the surgery very soon, your appendix could burst, and we don't want that to happen."
Toki looked worried, "I don'ts wants my appendage to splodes! I guess we do the suricals now den..."
"Aw-right," Pickles said, noticing that Toki looked very worried, "Come on then, and don't ya worry; yer gonna be fine." he told Toki, helping him into the wheel chair. Pickles pushed the wheel chair down the hall, with the doctor and the rest of the band following, back to the hospital.
When they got to the hospital, Pickles passed the wheel chair off to the doctor.
"You guys can wait here if you'd like," the doctor told them, "or you can go back to your rooms and I can send someone to get you when he is out of surgery. The surgery shouldn't take more than an hour, but the anesthetic won't wear off for an hour or two after the surgery is complete. So you guys could just go back to sleep for a few hours, if you want."
"We will be stayings heres," Skwisgaar said, with the rest of the band not arguing against the descision he made for all of them. He then looked at Toki, who looked like he felt quite sick and scared, "And don'ts you worries, Toki," he assured his younger band-mate, "You's just goings to have a little surgicals; yous will be fine. And we wills be heres waitings da whole times."
Toki nodded his head, but still looked worried, "I guess den, I sees you guys laters den," he said, waving to his band mates as the doctor wheeled his wheel chair out of the room.
Skwisgaar leaned back on the chair in the waiting room and closed his eyes. Nathan and Murderface simultaneously let out stress-filled sighs, and Pickles put his elbow on the arm rest of his chiar and held his hand up to his forehead, resting his head on the prop he made of his arm.
"Gawd, this sucks," Pickles voiced the thoughts of the whole band, "I mean, we all know it's jest a little tiny minor surgery, but man... it sucks."
"Yeah," Nathan agreed, "It really does, uh... suck."
"Well, We schouldn't get all worried about it though. We know he'll be fine. I don't know why we are all scho worried," Murderface said, "But I really am worried about the little guy too... Damn it," he said, sticking his knife into the couch, "I guessch I'll go get us schome coffee."
"Yeah," Skwisgaar said, "get's us a lots of coffee hm?"
Murderface stood up and went over to were there was a coffee machine on the other side of the room.
"Well," Pickles said, standing up, "I'm gonna go get some form of alcohol; ya guy-es want anything?"
"No," Nathan said, "I'm too tired. I'll just, uh... stick with coffee."
"Skwisgaar? Murderface? Ya want anything?" he asked.
They both shook their heads, indicating that they didn't want any alcohol.
"Damn," Pickles said, "I don't really feel like drinking right now either. I'll just stick with coffee too, I guess."
The next hour was quite silent. The four band mates collectively consumed approximately 24 cups of coffee, while hardly saying anything at all to each other. They didn't know what to talk about. All that was on any of their minds was how worried they were about Toki, but none of them wanted to sound any more like a "wuss" than they had already admitted to being. What was really only an hour seemed like countless hours, as they waited for news from the doctor.
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