[Later tht day...]
Hater: (reluctantly made his way to the medical area, taking a seat in one of the waiting chairs)
[a few other Watchdogs were there waiting for their turn, looked at Hater weirdly]
Hater: ... :| What're you all staring at??
Watchdogs: [quickly looked away or pretended to be busy reading their magazines]
Hater: <_< Thought so.
[a few Watchdogs later, it was finally Hater's turn]
Nurse: Lord Hater, the doctor will see u now
Hater: Thanks, Jenny. (heads in to see the medic)
Doc: [sees Hater entering] Ah, Lord Hater. Wat can I do for u today? Is it another paper cut? Sprained thumbs from ur gaming?
Hater: Not this time. Um... haven't been eating much lately and food is starting to taste bitter to me...
Doc: Hmm, wen was the last time u had a full body examination, sir?
Hater: Not... recently?
Doc: Then this calls for a full body examination from head to toe [snaps on the gloves] Shall we? :D
Hater: Let's just get this over with...
[a funny montage of examinations later...]
Doc: [waited for the print out n looked at the results] Hmmm...
Hater: Well? Am I good then?
Doc: Hmmm.... [looks a little concerned n hesitant]
Hater: What?? (isn't liking the look on his face)
Doc: R u sure u wanna hear this? U can come bk later wen ur ready n I can tell u--
Hater: Just TELL me what's going on!!
Doc: [takes a deep breath n sighed] U hv cancer, sir
Hater: (his jaw gaped) ... Okay, this is a joke, right? :D Haha, so funny. Let's pull Lord Haters leg here.
Doc: (shake) [shake his head sadly] No, sir. I don't joke abt this thing. This is ur results. U hv cancer, n it's the rare kind
Hater: (let it sink in) ...Oh gob... Wh-what kind...? (worry)
Doc: My guess is it's the hereditary kind, almost exclusive to Skeletor species. It has a long ancient name, bt the basic is that u hv a rare type of bone cancer. It happens wen something in ur genes or ur DNA that holds ur magic together suddenly becomes loose n untangle, n will start spreading thru ur bones bit by bit until it finally reached the brain n kills u. There is no cure. One of the symptoms is ur changing taste buds
Hater: So...that explains why I couldn't eat much...
Doc: (nod) I can prescribe u some jabs that will normalize ur taste buds, bt u hv to take it every 48 hours or u will nvr be able to enjoy ur food. Ur at stage 1 of the cancer, by stage 2 u will experience occasional loss of control over ur powers, which means u might accidentally spark or burn someone if ur not careful. Stage 3 the sparks will stop, but the loss will continue inwardly as u will feel it in ur bones. Stage 4... Well, it'll be a matter of time before ur brain shuts down n u expire
Hater: Yikes... (worry)
Doc: I hv to tell u as it is, so tht u'll be ready
Hater: R...right...
Doc: U might wanna keep in touch with ur family n ask them for any history of the same illness, since its hereditary. Other than tht, I think it would be safe to say u need to settle all ur affairs n any unfinished business before the inevitable happens
Hater: Y-yeah... I should do that...
Doc: I'm... I'm reli sorry, sir... Reli, I am... [writes the prescription] Here, give this to the nurse n she'll prepare u the jabs for ur taste buds
Hater: (nod) (nodded sadly)
Doc: [hands him the prescription] Don't worry, unless u allow it, I will keep ur condition a secret
Hater: ...Thanks.
Doc: [nodded n went bk to work]
Hater: (got up, almost skaily to give prescription to the nurse)
Nurse: [reads the prescription, then enters to take it n passed him a rather big box] Here u go. A mth's worth of jabs. Take it evry 48 hours, jab it onto ur neck for best results. One dose per jab, n its disposable. Do not reuse the needle. Throw it away once u've done the shot
Hater: (nod) Yes ma'am.
Nurse: Hv a nice day, sir :)
Hater: :) Yeah... (heads out of the medical area) ... :(
Peepers: [had been secretly monitoring Hater to make sure he went to see the doctor, n wen he saw him come out, he casually showed up, pretending to bump into him] Oh, sir! Fancy meeting u here! I was, uh, gonna go get my vitamin prescriptions
Hater: Oh, hey, C Peeps... :^) Have you been listening in this whole time? (hoped he haven't been)
Peepers: Uh, no, I just got here. Why? Wat's wrong? Did the doc say anything? N wat's tht huge box ur carrying there?
Hater: (hides it) Um...nothing...I just... had weird morning aftertaste going on. :D
Peepers: :^) Huh, I see... So nothing serious then? Just a wonky taste bud?
Hater: Yeah, that's all, nothing serious. (could tell Peepers wasn't really buying it)
Peepers: |-( Fine, if u say so. Bt if it's something serious, u will tell me, right?
Hater: :D Yeah, sure. Now if you'll excuse me, I gotta...make a call. (hurries past Peepers to get to his bedroom)
Peepers: :| Huh... Wonder wat was tht abt... Well [sighed n shrugged] At least he took my advice n went to see the doctor [left to do his thing]
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