So I'm back with Chapter Two! :D Sorry if it's really medical-y. I had to do a lot of background research for this, did you know that? Still. No regrets.

At this point, there's still no warnings that apply so no triggering shit. Just Karkat complaining about his doctor ;)

"Okay then, my favorite color is red!" Terezi answers your inquiry of her favorite color. She's been sitting with you on your bed for a good hour now, just talking. The nurses came in a few times to check on you, and approved how well you two seemed to be getting along at first. It was definitely a good thing.

You stick your tongue out to her answer. You don't much like the color red. Mostly because of your eyes, and the fact that your blood, the very thing that was poisoning you right now, happened to be red.

"What's yours then?" Terezi asks, obviously sensing your distaste.

"I don't really know. Not red though," you answer.

"Why not red?"

"Because red is-" you're going to say stupid, but you don't really want to insult Terezi.

"Stupid?" she finishes for you. You raise your eyebrows in surprise. What is she, a mind reader? "Why do you think it's stupid?"

You grumble, not answering. You don't want to answer.

"Blue then. My favorite color is blue," you spit out the first color that comes to mind that isn't red. Terezi frowns.

"Liar."

You're about to retort, but a nurse comes in again.

"C'mon, Miss Pyrope. It's time for your treatment session," she says, gently grabbing Terezi by her arm. Terezi makes a face of distaste.

"But I don't want to! I'm almost all better anyways!" she protests, standing and placing her hands on her hips.

"But you aren't completely better yet, which means you still need treatment. Do you want it to get worse?" the nurse retorts. Terezi shakes her head, but continues to pout. You can tell that this is a daily struggle, with the way the nurse seems rehearsed, yet tired, as if she's given the same speech to Terezi each day. She probably has.

"Well then that settles that. You're going. Oh, and Mister Vantas?" the nurse turns to you. You read her name tag. Stacey.

"What?" you ask, glaring at her for no apparent reason.

"Your doctor should be in here soon. She's going to inform you a little more of your..er..condition, and tell you a few options for treatment. Of course, your treatment may not start until tomorrow or the day after, seeing as it must be discussed further with your father."

"I know that! My dad will be here when he gets off of work, Stacey," you snap. You didn't want to talk about your 'condition' with a stupid prick who thinks she knows everything. She's going to treat you like a little kid, and you know it. You aren't a little kid.

Stacey frowns at you, sighing. She takes a deep breath with her eyes closed before responding to you. "Okay then, good. Your doctor will be able to discuss your condition with your father, and your treatment will start sooner. We want nothing but to get you back to full health, Mister Vantas. We are here to help."

"Yeah, whatever," you reply, turning away from her and crossing your arms.

"See ya later, Karkat!" Terezi calls to you with a wave, and soon she and Stacey are gone. You sigh loudly, getting out the book you were currently reading, Looking for Alaska, by John Green. Sure, it was a little above your age level, but you could handle it. You are left in peace to read it for about a half hour before your doctor promptly interrupts you.

"Hello, Karkat, is it?" she asks, walking in. You nod, and she sticks out her hand to shake yours as she introduces herself. "Ah, hello there! I'm Doctor Harley, but you can call me Jade, of course! No need to be so formal!" She seems cheery, too much for your taste. You pointedly ignore her hand, which she withdraws eventually. She doesn't seem to be all that affected by your blatant rudeness though.

You set your book to the side as she begins talking, showing you a chart she brought with her.

"Alright, time to get down to the serious stuff! You see here, we've found your Multiple Myeloma in two places. Your left pelvis and femur," she points to said bones on her skeletal chart.

"It could spread of course, which is why we need to get to treatment right away, to keep it from spreading! Generally, your type of cancer can be treated until it goes away, but there's a high chance it will come back in most cases. Which is why we've got top of the notch treatment, so you can have minimal risk of it returning once you've been cured!"

Jesus Christ, she just doesn't know when to stop talking. You decide to interrupt her.

"Okay, just get on with it. What are the stupid treatments?"

"Well, your case right now isn't at a really advanced level. Right now, we don't think a transplant is needed, and depending on whether the medication I'm about to mention works or not, you may or may not need chemotherapy. I must talk to your dad about it, but you'll probably be put on melphalan and prednisone as well as Velcade. We call this treatment MPV. We think this may work since your kidneys haven't been much affected by your disease yet, and your infected bones are still in good condition."

You nod along, doing your best to pay attention this time around. This was serious, after all.

"We would like to do a brief examination of you here though before we make any final decisions. We'll need to do MRI and CT scans, and probably run you through a physical as well. This is mostly because we need to confirm exactly how fast the cancer cells are reproducing and how it can affect you in the next couple of months. If you wouldn't mind, we should get the physical done now," Jade tells you. You nod, standing up out of your bed.

"Alright then, come with me. This won't take long."

You follow her out of your room and down the hall, dragging your IV pole along with you. You don't know why you need it. All it's doing is giving you a few vitamins and such until the hospital puts you on real drugs.

Jade leads you into what looks like a normal examination room. She grabs a clipboard off her desk, and points at the examination table.

"Up up!" she tells you. You comply, albeit grumpily.

"I'll need you to take off your sweater," she tells you. You hadn't been put into a hospital gown. Terezi hadn't been in one either. You, because you just got here, her because she's obviously been here for a while, and it isn't necessary.

You almost obey that order, but you're attached to the IV, so you can't really take off your sweater. Jade notices, and quickly unclips you from it. You take of your sweater, and she then reattaches the IV to you.

"Sorry about that!" she giggles. How the heck does she even have a medical degree?

Jade makes you do a few breathing exercises while she listens, and then she feels around your back, obviously your kidneys and asks for numbers on a pain scale. It hurts of course when she presses, but not that much, so you answer with a 3.

"Okay then, I'll need a pain scale of your infected bones too. I want you to stay seated, but turn your body as far to the right as you can, and tell me the pain."

"Okay," you answer, and do so. Ouch, that hurt a little more than you expected. "Six." Jade nods, and makes you turn to the other side. That hurts a lot less. "Two."

"Alright. Now for you left leg. You need to trust me," she tells you. You visibly tense as she spreads your legs, wrapping her hands around your left thigh pretty high up. This makes you uncomfortable, but whatever. It's just a medical test.

"Okay, I'm going to press into your femur on the side we think it's infected on, and you need to tell me how much it hurts as opposed to the opposite side."

"Yeah yeah, okay," you answer, and wince as she presses in. "Ow...Seven." You try not to glare at Jade too much.

You tell her there's no pain at all when she presses the other side.

"Alright, good! The MRI and CT scans will still be necessary, but this gives me a better idea of how to go about your treatment. What time does your dad get off of work?" Jade asks you. You glance up at the clock, and do a mental check in your head.

"In about two hours," you answer her.

"Okay, good. I'll let you put your shirt on, and then you can go back to your room. Miss Pyrope may be back by then. I heard the two of you get along well!"

Jade deals with your IV again as you put your shirt back on, and you try not to blush. "Yeah, I guess. But it's not like I like her or anything. She's just...tolerable. She isn't even my friend," you tell her.

She laughs, shaking her head. "I'm sure that'll change. It's hard not to be her friend, Karkat. She's a nice girl."

"Whatever," you answer, sliding off the table and grabbing your IV.

"I'll see you in a few hours, Mister Vantas!" Jade tells you, and you don't bother replying, just leaving to return to your room. By the time you get there, you're tired, ready for a nap or something. You aren't a baby, just all this hospital crap is exhausting. You see the room is empty when you return. So Terezi isn't back from her treatment yet. Oh well. Now you could definitely get some sleep in.

You don't bother changing out of your jeans or anything, you just collapse on your bed. You aren't lying there for even five minutes before you drift off to sleep.