Jet and Lilly :3 They're so perfect for eachother!
And for those who didn't get it... Jet didn't want Lilly there to...fraternize. He wanted her there for comfort about Melissa.
Also, to those Jet pack Guy fangirls freaking about his six pack... (or six jet pack...I like wordplay.) *clears throat* ...and pecs. ;D
One more thing. If you guys are wonderng where the Character evolution thing is for Lilly... I'm to lazy to tell you where it is. Nuff said.
Jet was given three shots. One for lockjaw, and two for numbing. The Doctor retrieved a metal tool and placed a small bowl under Jet's side to catch dripping blood. He soon began scraping at the gnash. Blood came out of course, but you could see flecks of silver and orangey red in it. Lilly had blood taken out of her arm to be put into the IV bag for Jet because he lost so much blood. He couldn't feel any pain because of the amount of novacaine they used, but he could feel the pressure of the doctor pulling the tool of the cut. Lilly sat there next to his bed holding his flipper the whole time, leaning on his shoulder.
"I think that's just about all I could get out." The doctor stated after thirty minutes. "I'll take about and hour for the rest of that blood to get properly into your system and were going to have to add more so you'll be here for at least three hours." The doctor began wiping blood off of of his tool. "If you want a drink or anything just ask. The nurse will be in soon to put stitches into your side while the novocaine is still active."
"That felt really gross." Jet said and they both started laughing. "What was he doing?"
"He scraped metal fleck out of your side."
"Ew... How much blood came out with it?" He asked.
"A lot. A little under a pint."
"How am I not dead?"
"Me." She whispered widening her eyes trying not to laugh.
"What?" Lilly giggled.
"They took blood out of my arm for you."
"Oh."
"Why?"
"When will you stop asking questions?" She said jokingly.
"I don't know...when will I?" The doctor peeped his head in the room.
"I forgot to tell you, the stuff we gave him to make him sleep...also makes him a little dumb" He said and left.
"Ahh that makes sense."
"What makes sense."
"Coin mints." She said dryly. There was silence...then laughter.
"Ahahah I get it." He said between laughs. (Too those who don't. What makes sense "cents." Coin mints "where they make coins.")
Soon the nurse came in and put seven stitches in Jet's side. She applied a cream that make it heal faster. It was already midnight and Lilly had more blood taken from her arm. The nurse put on a new IV and the blood slowly dripped down the tube and into the back of his flipper. Every hour time she changed the IV, which was twice so far, the nurse would check Guy's blood pressure. Lilly waddled over to the desk the nurse was standing at.
"His blood pressure is still low from blood loss. The cut wasn't TOO big, but it cut right through a vein."
"Will he be ok?"
"Oh yeah he should be able to go home by around 2:00."
"What about the cut on his side? When will that heal?"
"Well it's already formed a scab from the cream that I put on there, but we needed the stitches because if the scab comes off before the wound underneath it can heal if could have gotten worse or infected."
"Alright." Lilly said taking in the information.
"I'll be back in about an hour to take the needle out of his arm." Lilly walked back to Jet's bed and sat down in the chair right next to it. She rested her chin on his shoulder. After two hours Jet was able to go home. Lilly walked him there and then dropped by her house to find her pajamas.
"Oh my gosh I haven't done laundry in a month! I don't have anything clean to wear!"I She thought as she looked through her hamper. She found a tank top and matching shorts. "Uhhg they smell like motor oil...what was I doing?" She asked her puffles who made confused faces. "I can't wear something that smells like Talladega!" (Race track.) She panicked and looked through her drawers in the bottom of her closet which she never put clothes in anyways.
"Oh my god is this all I have?" She asked. She held up a lacy tank top with a pair black shorts. "I'm going to keep looking." After a searching through all her drawers all she found was another tank top. It was black with the "Go Army" emblem on it. It was from a few years ago and worn. "I guess it'll have to do." She said miserably. Her puffles squeaked and Lilly sighed heavily while she changed into the ragged old tank top and tennis shorts.
She teleported to Jet's igloo, walked in, and found him sitting at his desk holding something. It was Melissa's necklace that they found after she fell into the fire.
"Jet?" She asked calmly. He turned around and pretended that he wasn't doing anything, then looked at her.
"Woah." He said looking her up and down.
"Yeah this is the only thing I had that didn't smell like motor oil." She laughed hugged her.
"I don't care hun. I'm just glad you're here."
"I missed you those few hours you were gone." She said, giggling but it was muffled because her face was buried in the crook of his neck. She was standing on her tip toes so she could reach. He picked her up and layed her in his bed. She rolled over onto her side so they could face each other.
"I know why you wanted me here." She said.
"You do?" He asked nervously.
"mm hmm." She hummed. "Melissa."
"Yes." He said tilting his head down.
"And you don't want to tell your parents do you?"
"No." He said holding back tears.
"Hey." She moved closer so she could put her flipper on his cheek.
"Jet, tell them, They'll understand."
"How do you know?" He snapped.
"Because you're their son and they'll love you no matter what. It wasn't your fault that she was killed."
"Yea and I was supposed to protect her! Is that the whole reason I'm here? To be put in charge of people's children then watch them be killed and just stanwatching it doing anything? An innocent little girl that never knew what was going on. She never got to see her parents again or-or. I was supposed to protect her." He said and started crying. (Suprise! He has a heart.)
"And you did the best you could. Tell them tomorrow to get it over with." There was silence. "They'll still love you honey."
"They shouldn't even bother I'm not worth it. I didn't do my job and I got their daughter killed! I failed. I'm not worth it!"
"Stop it right now! Stop talking down on yourself. You ARE worth it! You are!" She screamed and began to cry. She was afraid that Jet might think about suicide or cutting. She then wondered if he remembered his promise.
"What makes me worth it?" He said getting out of bed and walking over to his desk as Lilly sat on the edge of the bed. He opened a drawer and pulled out a screwdriver and a pencil sharpener. He started unscrewing the screw that held in the blade.
"A lot of things. I can't think of them all." He was finished with the screwdriver and the blade fell off. He picked it up and brought it to his wrist.
"Guy, stop!" She said getting up and running over to him. She spun him around and put her flippers on his sides. He was looking down still clenching the blade.
"Just let me-"
"NO!" She took the blade from him and put it on the table. "Don't you remember your promise?!" He didn't answer. "Do you?!"
Aww Jettie Bear! :(