Jasmine's Day Off-Chapter 37

Radiologist: "Hey watch your language! There is a child in the room. Say hello Paula."

Paula: "Hello Paula! Hey why is momma nakie?"

Radiologist: "That is an excellent question. Why is your mother sitting naked on the floor of a hospital filled with empty beds?"

Augustus: "Clearly being naked was her lame attempt to feel sexy as she talks to the boy of her dreams. He most likely dumped her sorry ass for being so damn pitiful. And now she is moping in the floor like the worthless-" *kicked in the shin*

Paula: "Quit talking about momma that way!" *attacks Augustus with a flurry of hits that are actually hurting the older male*

Augustus: *dodges and blocks some hits* "Stop it or I'll punt you pip-squeak."

Paula: "Try it! I know how to beat up bullies!"

Augustus: *picks up Paula* "This is the cutest looking monster I have ever seen. All the battle strategies and brawns of the neurologist combined with the never give up attitude and brute force of the surgeon. All in one tiny package." *looks at the neurologist* "Catch." *tosses the little girl into her mother's arms, then walks away*

Paula: "You better run bully!" *pouts*

Augustus: "Save the taunts for your boyfriend when you're older… that's what your momma did." *sigh* "I can't wait to see the bundle of joy the doctor made with that model of his."

Radiologist: "As much as I enjoy watching you all bicker like little kids, I have to go and-" *notices the empty bottle in Jasmine's hand* "That better not be what I think it is."

Neurologist: "Yep, and I dared this little moron to drink it all."

Radiologist: "You better be trolling me or I'm going to hurt somebody."

Neurologist: "Maybe this will be proof enough." *walks over to the Radiologist's desk*

Radiologist: "You did not just make an alcoholic joke right now."

Neurologist: "Well since your drink was 100 proof then what do you think?"

Radiologist: "This why I can't have nice things around you… some kid comes along and you hand them the nearest object that will make them happy again. Why did it have to be the drink I was going to wine and dine you with?"

Neurologist: "I'd rather hear you whine than hear that girl cry about her boyfriend leaving her."

Radiologist: "Ouch, she got dumped? I guess I'll go and buy some more drinks then."

Paula: "Why did daddy show up with tears? He took me to the mall and we played, but then he wanted me to go with radi and go see you. Can you tell me why momma?"

Neurologist: "Quit being so eager to know things you aren't supposed to know."

Paula: "No, daddy says to never give up. I'll find out somehow so why not tell me now?"

Neurologist: "Drop it."

Paula: "No no no no no! Tell me now momma… come on you can trust me to keep a secret."

Neurologist: "We are getting a divorce… happy now?"

Paula: "What's a divorce?"

Neurologist: *sigh* "Momma needs some alone time… can you go play with the bully for a bit? Maybe jump on him a few times?"

Paula: "Mission accepted! Operation: Bully Takedown is a go." *giggles*

Neurologist: "I've unleashed a monster on an ungrateful punk… well this day just got a thousand times better and I'm alone again, which means nap time." *hears a knock on the door* "I'll ignore it and it will go away." *hears a few more knocks, then a loud bang* "Who the hell is banging on the door?" *sighs then walks over to the door and opens it, then sees an unconscious kid near her feet* "Hey! Mitch the bitch… what's up?"

Mitch: "Can you quit calling me that? My head hurts." *blushes a deep shade of red* "Guh! Why are you naked… and… touching… me." *faints*

Neurologist: "You are definitely his son." *grins mischievously*

Mitch: "Mmm what a comfy pillow." *opens eyes and sees Jasmine staring at him*

Jasmine: "Yeah, dem boobs sure look comfy."

Mitch: "What?"

Neurologist: "You like sleeping on my chest don't you?" *wink*

Mitch: "Aaaaaaah!" *quickly gets up and tries to get away, stumbles because of the sheets and lands on Jasmine's chest.* "Guh!" *quickly gets up and backs away* "I-I'm s-so s-sorry." *trembling and embarrassed*

Jasmine: "Aww, don't be scared." *gets closer to Mitch for a hug* "I'm not going to hurt an adorably sweet boy like you." *hugs Mitch tightly*

Neurologist: "Let him go. The boy needs to breathe now and then."

Jasmine: *releases Mitch and then watches him fall backwards into the bed* "Whoops."

Neurologist: *puts her right ear on the boy's chest* "Heart is still beating and he is still breathing so he'll be fine. Just no more death hugs from you… got it?"

Jasmine: "Ma'am yes ma'am!"

Neurologist: "Where's that bottle?"

Jasmine: "Here it is. *hands her the bottle*

Neurologist: *hits Jasmine in the head with the bottle and knocks her out* "Don't call me ma'am."