For Prompt 14
Title: Playing Doctor
Rating: PG
Not beta'd and written in ten minutes. So ignore any mistakes please.
:-)
“Orleh” Elijah gagged. “You’re chloakien meh!”
“Shuddap, Lijah.” Orlando pushed the stick down harder on Elijah’s tongue and peered into his mouth. He flicked on the mini flashlight he kept in his front pocket and shined the light into the back of Elijah’s throat. “Yes, it looks serious. We are going to have to cut you open. Here-”
He ran his finger along Elijah’s throat, “and here-”
He poked Elijah’s adam’s apple. Elijah’s face was the picture of terror and he lay as still as possible on the moss covered ground, arms pulled close to his sides. He swallowed past a very real lump in his throat. Orlando’s face was so serious, it made him forget that this was only pretend. “Will it hurt, Dr. Orli?”
“Yes.” Orlando had a gleam of delight in his eyes. “It will hurt an awful lot. And there is simply nothing we can do about that. I need you to be awake during the surgery.”
“But why?!!” Elijah’s heart stopped in his chest. “I don’t want to be awake!”
Orlando looked sad but determined. He picked up a piece of bark from a fallen tree that lay next to their “operating room”. He gestured for Elijah to scoot down a bit and put the bark in his mouth. “That’s just how it’s done. I’m sorry. I’m a very good surgeon. It will be over quickly I assure you. Bite down on this, it will make the pain better.”
Elijah bit down hard and tasted the dirt and grit of the wood and thought about how horrible it would be to have to be awake during surgery. He felt tears in his eyes. Just as Orlando has picked up his stick scalpel-
“Orli!” A voice shouted from a few feet away. “Tea!!!!”
He jerked and scratched the pale neck of his best friend. “Oops! Sorry Lij.”
Elijah felt the small mark on his throat and shrugged, “S’ok.”
He was glad to have been saved from his fate by Orlando’s dinner. Orlando dropped the stick and launched himself off the ground. He put his hand out to pull Elijah up next to him. “Gotta go, we’re having my favorite tonight!”
“Orlando!” His mother called again.
Orli swung around towards the house and yelled back. “Coming mum!!!”
“Gotta go, Lij.” He turned back to his friend, and with a quick hug, he ran off to eat his chicken surprise. As he opened his back door, he turned and yelled back to his friend. “Tomorrow we’re doing fire squad and you’re going to be the woman with all the cats!!!”
Elijah dusted the dirt off of the rear of his jeans and began a bemused/resigned trudge to his house. Maybe they were having something for dinner that would take his mind off of being Orli’s victim again tomorrow.
Rating: PG
Not beta'd and written in ten minutes. So ignore any mistakes please.
:-)
“Orleh” Elijah gagged. “You’re chloakien meh!”
“Shuddap, Lijah.” Orlando pushed the stick down harder on Elijah’s tongue and peered into his mouth. He flicked on the mini flashlight he kept in his front pocket and shined the light into the back of Elijah’s throat. “Yes, it looks serious. We are going to have to cut you open. Here-”
He ran his finger along Elijah’s throat, “and here-”
He poked Elijah’s adam’s apple. Elijah’s face was the picture of terror and he lay as still as possible on the moss covered ground, arms pulled close to his sides. He swallowed past a very real lump in his throat. Orlando’s face was so serious, it made him forget that this was only pretend. “Will it hurt, Dr. Orli?”
“Yes.” Orlando had a gleam of delight in his eyes. “It will hurt an awful lot. And there is simply nothing we can do about that. I need you to be awake during the surgery.”
“But why?!!” Elijah’s heart stopped in his chest. “I don’t want to be awake!”
Orlando looked sad but determined. He picked up a piece of bark from a fallen tree that lay next to their “operating room”. He gestured for Elijah to scoot down a bit and put the bark in his mouth. “That’s just how it’s done. I’m sorry. I’m a very good surgeon. It will be over quickly I assure you. Bite down on this, it will make the pain better.”
Elijah bit down hard and tasted the dirt and grit of the wood and thought about how horrible it would be to have to be awake during surgery. He felt tears in his eyes. Just as Orlando has picked up his stick scalpel-
“Orli!” A voice shouted from a few feet away. “Tea!!!!”
He jerked and scratched the pale neck of his best friend. “Oops! Sorry Lij.”
Elijah felt the small mark on his throat and shrugged, “S’ok.”
He was glad to have been saved from his fate by Orlando’s dinner. Orlando dropped the stick and launched himself off the ground. He put his hand out to pull Elijah up next to him. “Gotta go, we’re having my favorite tonight!”
“Orlando!” His mother called again.
Orli swung around towards the house and yelled back. “Coming mum!!!”
“Gotta go, Lij.” He turned back to his friend, and with a quick hug, he ran off to eat his chicken surprise. As he opened his back door, he turned and yelled back to his friend. “Tomorrow we’re doing fire squad and you’re going to be the woman with all the cats!!!”
Elijah dusted the dirt off of the rear of his jeans and began a bemused/resigned trudge to his house. Maybe they were having something for dinner that would take his mind off of being Orli’s victim again tomorrow.