Log: Infirmary Madness
Who: Shishido Ryou and Chitose Miyuki
What: Atobe forces Shishido to the infirmary. Miyuki has to take care of him
Where: In the infirmary
When: Friday, Shishido is still having hallucinations
Rating: PG-13
Comments: We finally managed to get in a decent sized log! *celebrates*
Shishido, having been forced by Atobe to go to the infirmary, was cowering in a corner, hiding from the man-eating hamburger, wherever it may have gone. Atobe was mean, Shishido thought, to have thrown him out of his gingerbread door, where all the scary monsters could get at him.
Miyuki twirled on Nurse-san's stool, frowning and listening to Shishido whimper while the infirmary spun around her in blurry colours. She grabbed the desk and stopped, taking a moment to stare at him with a frown. Those weren't her orange pills stupid shirtless senpai had taken, obviously.
"What are you so scared of?" she asked, trying to sound as annoyed as possible as she flicked back her stubby pigtail. Atobe-san was much better at this. "Certainly not my magnificence," she added, just to make sure.
Shishido stared at the weird looking muffin sitting on the spinning stool. It had just talked!
"Hello, muffin?" He said unsurely, wondering if the muffin was going to replace the hamburger. Or maybe he was really hallucinating, like Atobe had said countless times.
Miyuki raised an eyebrow in what she hoped was an elegant manner and hopped off the stool, regarding Shishido with a critical eye. "Did this pauper just call ore-sama muffin?" she wondered aloud, inwardly cringing at the use of the word 'pauper' in one of HER sentences.
Shishido tilted his head curiously. The muffin seemed to be getting more...human-shaped as it got closer to him. And it seemed to still be talking, even if he couldn't tell what it was saying. Deciding to test whether or not it was really a muffin, Shishido bravely got up and bit the muffin's arm.
After tasting what he thought might be a human arm, Shishido decided that no, this definitely was not a muffin, and went back to his corner to hide from the hamburger, which he hadn't seen yet, but was sure he would...soon....
Miyuki let out a shriek she would never admit to making later, leaping back and knocking over the stool with a loud clatter. "What are you doing?" she snapped, rubbing her arm and flinching as she poked the bite mark. Gross.
Shishido stared at the muffin person curiously. That scream had sounded a lot like....
"Miyuki-chan!" He said in remembrance, wondering what took him so long.
"Miyuki-sama!" Miyuki corrected automatically, sniffing slightly as she glowered at Shishido. She paused. Alright, that might have been overdoing it.
Shishido glared at Miyuki-muffin. Had she just ordered him to call her -sama? He growled at her from his corner.
Miyuki rolled her eyes, bending to right the stool. "Whatever," she replied, rubbing her arm one more time. "Atobe-san was right in bringing you here." She shook her head and sat back on the stool, unsure of what to do with her new, hallucinating charge. Who had just tried to eat her arm.
Shishido watched Miyuki-muffin sit on the stool warily. He still wasn't convinced that she wasn't trying to fool him into believing she was Miyuki before eating him. Taking a quick look around, he froze suddenly. There, sitting in the middle of the room, sat a huge, man eating HAMBURGER! HE whimpered and retreated farther into his corner.
"What's the matter?" Miyuki asked, blinking as she watched him move further away. She frowned, losing most of her 'Atobe-san' attitude and turned the stool to peer around the room. It looked empty.
Shishido backed even farther into the corner, completely loosing his cool. The monster hadn't seen him yet, but it looked hungry...he quivered terrifiedly.
With a sigh, Miyuki hopped back off the stool and moved to stand in front of Shishido's vision. "Hey!" she shouted, snapping her fingers. "Snap out of it!"
Shishido, still paralysed in fear, ignored Miyuki completely.
Miyuki frowned, leaning back with her hands on her hips and contemplating the brunette. Well, she thought, flexing the fingers in her left hand. Just like a forehand.
Smack!
Shishido was shocked when a hand suddenly made contact with his face. He looked up to see who had slapped him; it was Miyuki-muffin.
"Okay, talk to ore-sama," she snapped her fingers twice, impatient. "What's wrong?"
Staring at the Miyuki-muffin-Atobe-impersonator, Shishido remained mute.
Miyuki pursed her lips. "I will smash you," she threatened, raising her hand again. It was always about tennis.
Growling at the half-threat, Shishido stayed in his corner.
"The burger's gonna eat me!" he yelled, pointing at the hamburger sitting in the middle of the room.
Miyuki rolled her eyes. "This is going to hurt," she promised, bringing her hand down hard on his obviously thick head, which was almost like a tennis ball if she squinted and pretended the world was tinged with yellow and stupidity.
Shishido moved his head when he noticed Miyuki-muffin was gonna try to smack him again, but didn't move from his corner.
Ouch, miss. Miyuki glared at him and reached to tug off his ever-present cap.
"I think you need a doctor," she snapped, placing the hat on her own head. Hopefully he didn't have lice or something gross.
Shishido got up slowly and reached for his cap, sending nervous glances over at the hamburger the whole time. It still hadn't noticed him.
"I don't need a doctor!" He answered, disturbed at the thought of having to go to a psychiatrist or something...
Miyuki twirled out of reach, poking him in the side with a speculative grimace. "Maybe you need more tennis," she muttered, pushing him towards the stool. "Sit down, Shishido-san."
Nervously looking at the hamburger, Shishido allowed Miyuki to push him onto the stool. He didn't think it would notice him now, since it hadn't before.
"What are you staring at?" Miyuki asked, glancing over her shoulder at what seemed to be capturing her senpai's attention. Nothing, of course. She frowned and flipped the cap backwards, ignoring the way her pigtails twisted uncomfortably.
Shishido finally looked away from the inattentive burger to Miyuki-muffin.
"I'm staring at the hamburger of course!" he said, since it was rather obvious, or that’s what he thought...
Miyuki blinked at him, straightening the cap to keep her hands busy. "The hamburger?" she echoed. "Are you going to eat it?"
Shishido made a face.
"No way in hell I'm eating that man-eater!" He said vehemently.
Miyuki blinked again. "But if it's a hamburger you might as well eat it," she pointed out, pulling herself onto Nurse-san's desk with a small grunt. "That way it doesn't eat you, or something."
Shishido blinked. Miyuki-muffin gave interesting advice....but he still wasn't eating that.
"Nuh uh." He said, shaking his head, "I dun' wanna eat it."
"Then it'll eat you," She promised boredly, swinging her legs slightly.
Shishido glared at Miyuki-muffin.
"You wouldn't!" He protested, "You're a muffin!"
"I wouldn't do anything," she agreed, grinning at him. "I am a muffin."
Shishido stared at Miyuki-muffin.
"You're a muffin? I thought you were Miyuki-chan!" He protested confusedly.
Miyuki's smile grew. "No! I'm Miyuki-muffin. Are you sure you're alright, Shishido-san?"
Shishido stared blankly at Miyuki-muffin. She'd completely lost him.
"Do I sound insane?" She asked, tapping her chin and looking up at the ceiling.
"Yes." Shishido answered bluntly, staring at the little pink fairies that were flying by.
"So do you," Miyuki replied idly, adjusting the cap so it fit on more comfortably. "Get my drift?"
Shishido glared.
"I'm not insane! You're all blind!" He said hotly. He wasn't insane....was he?
"I don't think so," She said boredly, absent-mindedly checking her nails. She wasn't quite sure what she was checking for, but she'd seen people do it when they were bored.
Shishido stared at the muffin, "Yes you are! They're all over the place, but you never see them!"
"I don't think so," She said boredly, absent-mindedly checking her nails. She wasn't quite sure what she was checking for, but she'd seen people do it when they were bored.
Shishido stared at the muffin, "Yes you are! They're all over the place, but you never see them!"
"Then I'm still a muffin and that hamburger is going to eat you." She yawned, just for dramatic effect. "Ore-sama makes a magnificent muffin."
Shishido stared. Miyuki-muffin was sounding a lot like..."Atobe! Why are you copying Atobe?"
Miyuki sniffed. "Ore-sama thinks Atobe-san has the right idea," she snapped. "Now leave nut land, please."
"Nut land?" Shishido asked. What in the world was she talking about?
"Yes," Miyuki continued, hopping off the desk again. "The land where giant man-eating hamburgers come from."
"..." Shishido stared uncomprehendingly.
"You know," Miyuki waved a hand exasperatedly. She struggled to find the words to complain, then groaned loudly. "You know what, let's go play tennis instead."
Shishido perked up at the word tennis. Tennis was always safe.
"Sure!" He said enthusiastically, "I need a racket though..."
"Don't you have one in your room?" Miyuki asked, bewildered.
Shishido shook his head, "We can't go to my room."
She almost didn't want to hear this, "Why not?"
"THERE'S A DRAGON IN THERE!" He near yelled.
Miyuki flinched at his increased volume. "No need to shout," she grumbled, rubbing an ear.
Shishido stared unrepentantly.
"No such things as dragons," Miyuki said, exasperated. She stuffed her hands in her pocket, glaring at her senpai. "Or man-eating hamburgers."
Shishido glared at the disbelieving girl.
"Tell that to them!" he said annoyedly.
Miyuki rolled her eyes and turned away from the door. "You aren't healthy enough for tennis," she replied, tone sour. "Go sit on the bed while I call Atobe-san or something."
Shishido glared at Miyuki. He was too healthy enough to play tennis. She was the one who was sick. He growled unhappily at her.
Like a wounded puppy, she thought glaring at him. "Get on the bed."
Glaring at the one who wasn't letting him play tennis, Shishido refused and continued to sit on the stool.
Would she get in a lot of trouble if she tried to knock him out? Miyuki frowned. Probably. "Please?" she offered.
Shishido continued glaring and shook his head stubbornly. No way was he listening to Miyuki-muffin.
"I'll beat you with one of Nurse-san's books," Miyuki said, hands on her hips as she tried to look menacing like her mother often did.
Shishido stared. Miyuki-muffin was trying to look threatening, but she wasn't succeeding, especially since her hair was bright pink at the moment.
"Why is your hair pink?" He asked, wondering how she'd gotten it to change colours in the first place.
Miyuki's jaw dropped. "Okay, I'm getting one of the textbooks," she grumbled, turning towards Nurse-san's emergency bookshelf. Or those pain killers that made everyone really drowsy. She hadn't decided yet.
Shishido wondered what Miyuki-muffin was going to use the text book for.
"Are you going to look up something that will make the monsters go away?" He asked curiously.
"No," Miyuki replied, reaching up to pull down an encyclopaedia or strange illnesses that usually made her skin crawl. She paused, blinking at the cover. "Maybe."
Shishido stared. Miyuki-muffin kept changing her answers and never made sense. Maybe it was because she was a muffin...
"Is there something in there that will make it go away”
“Maybe," She said again, turning with a sudden idea. Hitting her senpai again might be a bad idea, but! "Here. Sit and read this and see if there's anything in there that'll help," Miyuki suggested cheerfully, handing him the book. "While I go get the Monster-Busters." Also known as a doctor with a strait jacket, she hoped.
Shishido stared at the girl who'd just handed him a monstrous book thicker than his neck to read.
"I'm not gonna read this." He told her frankly. It was waaaaaaaay too long for him to read.
"Just skim it," Miyuki added impatiently, pressing the book towards his hand. "Look at the pictures for a clue, or whatever."
Shishido did not intend to do anything of the sort, but decided to nod and bear with is so that Miyuki-muffin would go get these "Monster Busters", what ever they were.
"Just...go sit on the bed, it's comfortable," Miyuki waved her hand towards it, shuffling towards the door. "I'll be right back." Hopefully the thing would put him to sleep. Or something.
Looking over at the bed, Shishido decided that it did, indeed look very comfortable, and so, went over to sit on it, bringing the book he did not intend to read with him. Also, the hamburger seemed to have disappeared, which was a good thing...
What: Atobe forces Shishido to the infirmary. Miyuki has to take care of him
Where: In the infirmary
When: Friday, Shishido is still having hallucinations
Rating: PG-13
Comments: We finally managed to get in a decent sized log! *celebrates*
Shishido, having been forced by Atobe to go to the infirmary, was cowering in a corner, hiding from the man-eating hamburger, wherever it may have gone. Atobe was mean, Shishido thought, to have thrown him out of his gingerbread door, where all the scary monsters could get at him.
Miyuki twirled on Nurse-san's stool, frowning and listening to Shishido whimper while the infirmary spun around her in blurry colours. She grabbed the desk and stopped, taking a moment to stare at him with a frown. Those weren't her orange pills stupid shirtless senpai had taken, obviously.
"What are you so scared of?" she asked, trying to sound as annoyed as possible as she flicked back her stubby pigtail. Atobe-san was much better at this. "Certainly not my magnificence," she added, just to make sure.
Shishido stared at the weird looking muffin sitting on the spinning stool. It had just talked!
"Hello, muffin?" He said unsurely, wondering if the muffin was going to replace the hamburger. Or maybe he was really hallucinating, like Atobe had said countless times.
Miyuki raised an eyebrow in what she hoped was an elegant manner and hopped off the stool, regarding Shishido with a critical eye. "Did this pauper just call ore-sama muffin?" she wondered aloud, inwardly cringing at the use of the word 'pauper' in one of HER sentences.
Shishido tilted his head curiously. The muffin seemed to be getting more...human-shaped as it got closer to him. And it seemed to still be talking, even if he couldn't tell what it was saying. Deciding to test whether or not it was really a muffin, Shishido bravely got up and bit the muffin's arm.
After tasting what he thought might be a human arm, Shishido decided that no, this definitely was not a muffin, and went back to his corner to hide from the hamburger, which he hadn't seen yet, but was sure he would...soon....
Miyuki let out a shriek she would never admit to making later, leaping back and knocking over the stool with a loud clatter. "What are you doing?" she snapped, rubbing her arm and flinching as she poked the bite mark. Gross.
Shishido stared at the muffin person curiously. That scream had sounded a lot like....
"Miyuki-chan!" He said in remembrance, wondering what took him so long.
"Miyuki-sama!" Miyuki corrected automatically, sniffing slightly as she glowered at Shishido. She paused. Alright, that might have been overdoing it.
Shishido glared at Miyuki-muffin. Had she just ordered him to call her -sama? He growled at her from his corner.
Miyuki rolled her eyes, bending to right the stool. "Whatever," she replied, rubbing her arm one more time. "Atobe-san was right in bringing you here." She shook her head and sat back on the stool, unsure of what to do with her new, hallucinating charge. Who had just tried to eat her arm.
Shishido watched Miyuki-muffin sit on the stool warily. He still wasn't convinced that she wasn't trying to fool him into believing she was Miyuki before eating him. Taking a quick look around, he froze suddenly. There, sitting in the middle of the room, sat a huge, man eating HAMBURGER! HE whimpered and retreated farther into his corner.
"What's the matter?" Miyuki asked, blinking as she watched him move further away. She frowned, losing most of her 'Atobe-san' attitude and turned the stool to peer around the room. It looked empty.
Shishido backed even farther into the corner, completely loosing his cool. The monster hadn't seen him yet, but it looked hungry...he quivered terrifiedly.
With a sigh, Miyuki hopped back off the stool and moved to stand in front of Shishido's vision. "Hey!" she shouted, snapping her fingers. "Snap out of it!"
Shishido, still paralysed in fear, ignored Miyuki completely.
Miyuki frowned, leaning back with her hands on her hips and contemplating the brunette. Well, she thought, flexing the fingers in her left hand. Just like a forehand.
Smack!
Shishido was shocked when a hand suddenly made contact with his face. He looked up to see who had slapped him; it was Miyuki-muffin.
"Okay, talk to ore-sama," she snapped her fingers twice, impatient. "What's wrong?"
Staring at the Miyuki-muffin-Atobe-impersonator, Shishido remained mute.
Miyuki pursed her lips. "I will smash you," she threatened, raising her hand again. It was always about tennis.
Growling at the half-threat, Shishido stayed in his corner.
"The burger's gonna eat me!" he yelled, pointing at the hamburger sitting in the middle of the room.
Miyuki rolled her eyes. "This is going to hurt," she promised, bringing her hand down hard on his obviously thick head, which was almost like a tennis ball if she squinted and pretended the world was tinged with yellow and stupidity.
Shishido moved his head when he noticed Miyuki-muffin was gonna try to smack him again, but didn't move from his corner.
Ouch, miss. Miyuki glared at him and reached to tug off his ever-present cap.
"I think you need a doctor," she snapped, placing the hat on her own head. Hopefully he didn't have lice or something gross.
Shishido got up slowly and reached for his cap, sending nervous glances over at the hamburger the whole time. It still hadn't noticed him.
"I don't need a doctor!" He answered, disturbed at the thought of having to go to a psychiatrist or something...
Miyuki twirled out of reach, poking him in the side with a speculative grimace. "Maybe you need more tennis," she muttered, pushing him towards the stool. "Sit down, Shishido-san."
Nervously looking at the hamburger, Shishido allowed Miyuki to push him onto the stool. He didn't think it would notice him now, since it hadn't before.
"What are you staring at?" Miyuki asked, glancing over her shoulder at what seemed to be capturing her senpai's attention. Nothing, of course. She frowned and flipped the cap backwards, ignoring the way her pigtails twisted uncomfortably.
Shishido finally looked away from the inattentive burger to Miyuki-muffin.
"I'm staring at the hamburger of course!" he said, since it was rather obvious, or that’s what he thought...
Miyuki blinked at him, straightening the cap to keep her hands busy. "The hamburger?" she echoed. "Are you going to eat it?"
Shishido made a face.
"No way in hell I'm eating that man-eater!" He said vehemently.
Miyuki blinked again. "But if it's a hamburger you might as well eat it," she pointed out, pulling herself onto Nurse-san's desk with a small grunt. "That way it doesn't eat you, or something."
Shishido blinked. Miyuki-muffin gave interesting advice....but he still wasn't eating that.
"Nuh uh." He said, shaking his head, "I dun' wanna eat it."
"Then it'll eat you," She promised boredly, swinging her legs slightly.
Shishido glared at Miyuki-muffin.
"You wouldn't!" He protested, "You're a muffin!"
"I wouldn't do anything," she agreed, grinning at him. "I am a muffin."
Shishido stared at Miyuki-muffin.
"You're a muffin? I thought you were Miyuki-chan!" He protested confusedly.
Miyuki's smile grew. "No! I'm Miyuki-muffin. Are you sure you're alright, Shishido-san?"
Shishido stared blankly at Miyuki-muffin. She'd completely lost him.
"Do I sound insane?" She asked, tapping her chin and looking up at the ceiling.
"Yes." Shishido answered bluntly, staring at the little pink fairies that were flying by.
"So do you," Miyuki replied idly, adjusting the cap so it fit on more comfortably. "Get my drift?"
Shishido glared.
"I'm not insane! You're all blind!" He said hotly. He wasn't insane....was he?
"I don't think so," She said boredly, absent-mindedly checking her nails. She wasn't quite sure what she was checking for, but she'd seen people do it when they were bored.
Shishido stared at the muffin, "Yes you are! They're all over the place, but you never see them!"
"I don't think so," She said boredly, absent-mindedly checking her nails. She wasn't quite sure what she was checking for, but she'd seen people do it when they were bored.
Shishido stared at the muffin, "Yes you are! They're all over the place, but you never see them!"
"Then I'm still a muffin and that hamburger is going to eat you." She yawned, just for dramatic effect. "Ore-sama makes a magnificent muffin."
Shishido stared. Miyuki-muffin was sounding a lot like..."Atobe! Why are you copying Atobe?"
Miyuki sniffed. "Ore-sama thinks Atobe-san has the right idea," she snapped. "Now leave nut land, please."
"Nut land?" Shishido asked. What in the world was she talking about?
"Yes," Miyuki continued, hopping off the desk again. "The land where giant man-eating hamburgers come from."
"..." Shishido stared uncomprehendingly.
"You know," Miyuki waved a hand exasperatedly. She struggled to find the words to complain, then groaned loudly. "You know what, let's go play tennis instead."
Shishido perked up at the word tennis. Tennis was always safe.
"Sure!" He said enthusiastically, "I need a racket though..."
"Don't you have one in your room?" Miyuki asked, bewildered.
Shishido shook his head, "We can't go to my room."
She almost didn't want to hear this, "Why not?"
"THERE'S A DRAGON IN THERE!" He near yelled.
Miyuki flinched at his increased volume. "No need to shout," she grumbled, rubbing an ear.
Shishido stared unrepentantly.
"No such things as dragons," Miyuki said, exasperated. She stuffed her hands in her pocket, glaring at her senpai. "Or man-eating hamburgers."
Shishido glared at the disbelieving girl.
"Tell that to them!" he said annoyedly.
Miyuki rolled her eyes and turned away from the door. "You aren't healthy enough for tennis," she replied, tone sour. "Go sit on the bed while I call Atobe-san or something."
Shishido glared at Miyuki. He was too healthy enough to play tennis. She was the one who was sick. He growled unhappily at her.
Like a wounded puppy, she thought glaring at him. "Get on the bed."
Glaring at the one who wasn't letting him play tennis, Shishido refused and continued to sit on the stool.
Would she get in a lot of trouble if she tried to knock him out? Miyuki frowned. Probably. "Please?" she offered.
Shishido continued glaring and shook his head stubbornly. No way was he listening to Miyuki-muffin.
"I'll beat you with one of Nurse-san's books," Miyuki said, hands on her hips as she tried to look menacing like her mother often did.
Shishido stared. Miyuki-muffin was trying to look threatening, but she wasn't succeeding, especially since her hair was bright pink at the moment.
"Why is your hair pink?" He asked, wondering how she'd gotten it to change colours in the first place.
Miyuki's jaw dropped. "Okay, I'm getting one of the textbooks," she grumbled, turning towards Nurse-san's emergency bookshelf. Or those pain killers that made everyone really drowsy. She hadn't decided yet.
Shishido wondered what Miyuki-muffin was going to use the text book for.
"Are you going to look up something that will make the monsters go away?" He asked curiously.
"No," Miyuki replied, reaching up to pull down an encyclopaedia or strange illnesses that usually made her skin crawl. She paused, blinking at the cover. "Maybe."
Shishido stared. Miyuki-muffin kept changing her answers and never made sense. Maybe it was because she was a muffin...
"Is there something in there that will make it go away”
“Maybe," She said again, turning with a sudden idea. Hitting her senpai again might be a bad idea, but! "Here. Sit and read this and see if there's anything in there that'll help," Miyuki suggested cheerfully, handing him the book. "While I go get the Monster-Busters." Also known as a doctor with a strait jacket, she hoped.
Shishido stared at the girl who'd just handed him a monstrous book thicker than his neck to read.
"I'm not gonna read this." He told her frankly. It was waaaaaaaay too long for him to read.
"Just skim it," Miyuki added impatiently, pressing the book towards his hand. "Look at the pictures for a clue, or whatever."
Shishido did not intend to do anything of the sort, but decided to nod and bear with is so that Miyuki-muffin would go get these "Monster Busters", what ever they were.
"Just...go sit on the bed, it's comfortable," Miyuki waved her hand towards it, shuffling towards the door. "I'll be right back." Hopefully the thing would put him to sleep. Or something.
Looking over at the bed, Shishido decided that it did, indeed look very comfortable, and so, went over to sit on it, bringing the book he did not intend to read with him. Also, the hamburger seemed to have disappeared, which was a good thing...