Alfred P.O.V.

I walked into work, like any other day. Sighing, I signed myself in and trudged into the male changing rooms. As I slipped my white uniform on, I greeted the other workers with an over-enthusiastic smile. In the hospital, I put on a brave face. To be honest, these places are super creepy! The only reason I work here is because I want to be a hero to someone, and this was the only place I could think of... So here I am. I tried studying to be a doctor, but I thought of all that icky, gross stuff that you'd have to do, and that was out of the window. As I walked towards the desk, I heard some of my co-workers gossiping.

"They say he's really crazy depressed, I wonder what happened to him?"

"I heard his name was Arthur, or something like that..."

"I saw him when they were bringing him in, trust me, I feel for the poor soul that has to look after him."

"He really let himself go with those eyebrows! Did you see how thick they were?"

"I don't think you can say that, he's blind you know!"

They gasped out in understanding before disbanding. A new patient, huh. They say he's blind and really depressed. I've seen some depressed people at this hospital, but I've never seen these guys talk about them in such a way. I guess I'll find out eventually.

"Hiya!" I smiled at the lady sitting at the desk today. "Who am I assigned to?" My head went through the possibilities: I don't want that Lovino dude, he is really violent... That Ivan dude is creepy as heck too.. That is when the woman interrupted me.

"You will be with patient 741776 today." She informed me, in a monotone voice.

"Hm," I wondered aloud. "I've never heard that number before..."

"That's because they are a new patient." She explained, again in her robot-voice. Then she told me the block they were in and in what room.

The new patient, huh? Well we always get new patients, it might not be him.

...

Finally, I made it to the room. Why did it have be the furthest away? I yawned, before picking up the chart on the prison-like door.

"Patient 741776... Not violent, well that's good, I won't be attacked when I first open the door then. Not that I can, they usually have straight jackets, if they are violent." I paused, before putting the chart back in it's slot. And with hesitation, I unlocked the door; bracing myself for a wailing shout.

As I went inside, I was shocked to see the patient sitting up on the bed.

"Hello, I'm the nurse assigned to you today."

The man remained silent, I took this time to study him.

He had bushy eyebrows, so he was presumably the man I had heard about... What was his name... Alex? Or maybe Arnold? His skin was pale, but not sickly pale. His eyes were unfocused, but an amazing colour of green, you could almost get lost in those eyes of his... It's a shame they had gone to waste. His body was kinda female-like, he was slender and small compared to some people. His hands, were free unlike some of the patients here, and he held a book which he ran his hands across. Braille? Well.. Duh.

"What book are you reading?" I asked trying to bring up a conversation. Again, I was ignored by the man. I guess this could be considered better than being sworn at and kicked...

Finally, the man shut the book and glared at the wall.

"It's rude to interrupt someone reading, stupid American."

Wow English, huh? That'll get the female nurses coo-ing over him, despite his unruly eyebrows.

"It's rude to ignore someone, especially when they are here to help you." I shot back. I saw his frown deepen, got him there didn't I? I grinned.

"So before we get off to a bad start, Mr. Grumpy, I would like to know your name."

"A gentleman should offer his name, before asking the other their's... But you're American so, I shall begin." He paused when I scoffed. "I'm Arthur Kirkland, it's nice to meet you..."

"Alfred F. Jones" I said.

"Mr. Jones." He added.

"Are you hungry?" I asked happily.

"Yes, quite... I'm presuming it is morning, so is breakfast being served?" The man inquired.

"Yeah, there is. I'm sorry to say it's nothing special just some cereals. Usually the patients have to take themselves to the cafeteria but since you're new here and um... Blind, I'll be escorting you there."

"Thanks... I guess." He mumbled.

There was silence before I got out a sweatshirt.

"Here, you have to put this on." I handed it to him, presuming he could put it on himself.

He did, I was happy that he could take care of himself.

"Okay, so you need to make your bed and brush your teeth... Can you do that by yourself?"

He slowly got up from the bed and scowled.

"Yes I can, I'm not an imbecile." He said, already making the bed.

Once he had finished, he stopped in his tracks.

"What's wrong, I thought you could brush your teeth yourself." I grinned.

His frown deepened before replying,

"I could... If I knew where the sink was."

I felt sorry for him then, so getting up. I guided him to the sink, placing one of his hands on the toothbrush and the other on the toothpaste.

I watched him shakily squirt the minty paste onto the bristles of the brush, before he put it in his mouth, missing the parting of his lips two times prior.

He spat it out, and I wiped his mouth with the soft paper.

"See? Look what you can do with some help." I smiled.

"Yeah, Yeah... Whatever." He grumbled, but he had a small smile on his lips.

Taking his hand to once again, guide him. I walked slowly at his pace toward the door, and opened it.

"You ready to go, it can be pretty hectic in there?" I warned.

He looked downwards, before replying.

"Let's go."

Whew, so there's the first chapter. Who noticed the Easter Egg in this chapter? Artie's patient number was 741776, which is the date that the United States Declaration of Independence was ratified. I felt so clever doing that, you'd have to be an eagle to notice, methinks. Anyway, how did you find this chapter? I need your opinion to know how to improve if it was bad, and how to continue going if it was good. Honestly, I don't know what things are like in a mental hospital... This could be way off. I am researching these things as I go though. So if I slip-up and this insults anyone, I'm sorry but... How am I to know? Nothing too big happening yet, but there may be future drama so look forward to it. I added Russia and Romano into this.. But who else would you like to see in the hospital? Give me your ideas and I'll try to put you in. Heck, if you want yourself in the hospital, tell me! I would love to put some readers into my story.