The normally dull walls of his apartment hallway seemed to have a new glow about them Alfred mused to himself as he danced around practicing his drop kicks into the air. Nothing could stop him from knocking the absolute shit out of his invisible opponent. His heart pounded with excitement as he suddenly decided to go for a run outside. So fucking what if it's 4am and snowing, heros never get cold or tired! In fact, he couldn't remember the last time he felt tired. So with that last thought he ran to get his phone and bolted out the door excitedly yelling as he ran down the hall breaking the silence of a peaceful night.
Life has so much and there are just so many things that must be done even if he doesn't know them quite yet. Therefore Alfred decided to take up every opportunity life has to offer right now! Now is the best time to do something, ANYTHING!
Sprinting down the quad, breaking the otherwise peaceful silence with his yelling he felt the icy air on his face, in his lungs, on his hands, everywhere. It further woke him up with it's refreshing caress. Suddenly he exclaimed out loud, "Let's go to the mall!" to no one at all and immediately started in the direction of the light rail. But then he thought maybe he should go for a hike, or maybe a party? So he ended up running right past the light rail and he just kept running and running until he couldn't anymore. But now it dawned on Alfred that he was hopelessly lost, he didn't have his ID, or keys so the only hope was asking someone for directions. But wait… who cares about being lost? That's how all the great adventures start plus the sun was rising again so it was a new day to take full advantage of life!
Alfred decided to set out on the town and maybe try to learn how to do…. Something new, he thought to himself as he collapsed on the ground.
Eyelids heavy Alfred slowly blinked in the blinding white light. What happened? Where am I? he questioned wearily. Coming to and looking around Alfred immediately recognizes the sterile white walls of a hospital. Quickly jumping up out of the cot he ran out of the curtain screaming "Why the fuck did you kidnap me?!" at the staff. The emergency room staff stopped and stared for about 2 seconds before carrying on with their business. Freaking out, Alfred knew he had to get out of there because he was perfectly healthy and he knew nothing was wrong so he should be able to walk right out, proving his perfect health… But a nurse ran after him as he searched for the exit yelling "Sir wait, you can't just leave! The doctor has to assess you. He'll be here in a few minutes- SIR!" she exclaimed running after him.
Alfred paused, thinking to himself that maybe he should just wait a few minutes- but NO there was so much life to be lived! There's no freaking way he could just sit there. But lost in his thoughts, the nurse caught up to him and grabbed his wrist. "Sir let's get you back to your room. Are you feeling alright? Does anything hurt?" she questioned caringly. "HAHAha I'm totally good all around!" Alfred replied nonchalantly. "Mind telling me why I'm in here? There's so much life to live out here that I can't really sit here all day!" Alfred exclaimed energetically. "Sir, we can discuss that when you see the doctor, let's just get you back to your room. Ok?" the nurse gently replied. "Okay whatever but it better not take long because I want to dance!" Alfred exclaimed as he followed the nurse back to his cot.
About fifteen minutes later when Alfred was restlessly waiting while constantly complaining to the nurses the doctor showed up. An older man in blue scrubs with a neat white coat appeared with a woman with a clipboard following behind. "Sir, would you mind not pacing so we can ask you a few questions?" the doctor flatly questioned. "But I am so energetic! There's absolutely no need at all to sit down. I'm totally healthy so can I go now?" Alfred nearly yelled, haven gotten annoyed by waiting so long for the doctor. "Sir what is your name?" the doctor began. "I'm Alfred Jones, mind telling me why am I here?" Alfred replied nonchalantly. The doctor paused to look through his clipboard, then looking up "It appears you collapsed from exhaustion and someone called an ambulance for you. How long has it been since you've slept? Are there any stressors in your life preventing you from sleeping?" the doctor asked glancing up. Alfred paused to think for a minute then replied saying, "uhh I think I slept last week or something, but it doesn't really matter because I'm not tired at all!" he replied, a bit concerned about the consequences of his answer. The doctor's eyes widened slightly before returning to their normal stance as he quickly took notes on his clipboard before returning to his list of questions. "So you haven't slept in over a week, that's not good". Alfred quickly realized the consequences of his answer and nervously went on "Uh it's fine though because remember I'm not tired in the slightest so I'm like totally good!".
The doctor ignored him, going about his questions. "Do you ever feel sad, hopeless, or as if you don't want to live?" the doctor asked seriously. "Hahaha why would you think that? I feel great, why would you ever ask me something like that?!" Alfred hid behind a nervous laugh. What is going on!? Why would they ask me that? Of all the questions Alfred did not see that coming. The doctor nodded slightly, ignoring Alfred's inquiry and the other lady scribbled down something on her clipboard. "Sir do you ever see or hear things that aren't really there?" the doctor asked flatly as he glanced up at Alfred. A little shaken by yet another weird question, he nervously laughed again "haha ha uh no way dude, do you guys think I'm crazy or something?! I'm like totally normal so if I could just like leave that'd be great" Alfred replied.
The doctor began walking out, stating "Mr. Jones you appear to be in the midst of a manic episode and in a few hours you will be transferred to the psychiatric hospital involuntarily because we feel that you can't make good decisions for yourself at this time. Do you have any questions?". WHAT!? Alfred had a million questions and fear was coursing through his veins as he jolted up out of bed, pushing past the doctor and without a word he ran like his life depended on it. Pushing past anyone and anything in his way as he bolted down the hall, desperate to find the door as he heard someone behind him. Naturally Alfred turned around to see who it was only to be met with a gang of security guards and a nurse carrying something. But in his moment of confusion the security guards caught up with him, each one grabbing one arm roughly. "Hey what the fuck let me go I havn't done anything wrong! You can't lock me up if I didn't do anything" he yelled, thrashing in the security guard's arms. A female nurse walked up, mildly panting from the chase- that's when Alfred was able to make out a needle in her hand. "Sir this is some long acting antipsychotic medication, it will make you much calmer. Now if you would hold still." she stated seriously as the security guards tightened their grip she moved closer. "What you can't give me that I'm totally sane, now just let me go!" Alfred yelled, causing a big scene in the emergency department.
The nurse simply ignored him and injected the medication into his arm in a quick motion. Suddenly Alfred was feeling very strange, very heavy, very foggy, and very tired. Slowly his eyelids began to droop and his trashing turned into faint movements until he collapsed.
A/N: Hey haven't written in a long time and this is pretty bad so forgive me but I thought it could be a fun basis for a story. Also this is a horrible, dramatized version of bipolar disorder. I've got the real thing and it sucks ass so I gave him a funny version.
Also heh Alfred got