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Fri Jun 15, 2007 at 06:18:14 pm EDT
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People are going to really hate me this but here's Hospital Tales, part 3
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At a crossroads of Time & Space, with in a hexagonal spacecraft. The woman known to some as Humdinger & others as Leeta Trainor. She stood before a wall of monitors, watching a scene continue to play out. She's currently watching two such players eating. They were sitting what could be consider typical furniture for a Hospital of what World it was on, it's type & time period.

"Well, No Waffles. What kind of excuse is it's 6:50 at night? It's always time for Waffles, much like JELL-O which they did have." Catherine said. Then took a spoonful & spoon it into her mouth. "yummy."

Across her was a companion of hers, he was only poking it his JELL-O with his spoon.

"But, we lucked out. Eh, Chad? They did have a nice array of sandwiches. You got a BLT & I got an Egg Salad. Both quite high on the Good Sandwich scale." As Catherine talked about sandwiches she waved back & forth a half of his chosen meal product which was on Sourdough.

Chad's sandwich lay on his red plastic tray, hardly touched. The food product was on whole wheat.

As she took a bite, Catherine asked "How's the Bacon?"

She spit out little bits of egg salad & bread as she talked. Chad shook his head in a downward motion.

"Is it crunchy? I love crispy bacon but not burnt bacon. Sure, it crunches but all you taste is the burn but not the meaty goodness." She said & again spit a few bit of food out as she did.

Chad had put down the spoon & poked his sandwich a bit with his left index finger, the bacon crunched & crackled as he did. A bit of the Tomato oozed out a bit as he poked.

Catherine was about to continue on which the conversation but a man pasted by the entrance to the Cafeteria that distracted her. he looked like he was someone she had seen before somewhere. This man was dressed differently but be bared an eire resemblance to a Man who had helped her out of a jam once before & then vanished.

This man was heading over to the Intensive Care Unit & Room 7-G. Once he got there, standing out side the room looking in was Jane Tarzania, the room's occupant's ex-girlfriend.

"Good Evening, Miss Tarzania." The Man said.

Jane had heard the voice before. She turn in the direction of the voice & was faced with a man. A tall, slender gentleman. In his right hand, he carried a grey Umbrella like it was a cane. He wore a plain looking three piece grey suit with a plain looking grey button down shirt. He also had a plain looking grey tie. His shoes were pitch black. His hair was cut short, slightly balding & was brown in color. He had a neatly trimmed, well groomed Goatee. His emerald green eyes were slightly unearthly. He had a slight look of mischief on his face.

It took Jane a few moment to face the place, but she then after a few moments, she said "Mr. Spooky?"

"Yes. I'm known by that name among others." He said with a slight nod of the head. His words came off sounding slightly upper crust, almost british in tone. "I felt that showing up here in full hooded cloak & regalia would be out of place."

"Out of place? You think a grey cloak would be out of place when Ronnie is involved?" Jane shot back.

"True. I stand corrected."

"You should be. Now, I've got one question for you!"

"Yes?"

"Where the heck were you earlier today? I... we... he could of used your help." Jane said angrily. When she mentioned Him, she forcefully pointed at the pasted out man in the room connected to machine. "He got the stuffing beating out of him & where were you? Probably off somewhere brooding, that is what you types do. Don't you?"

"Yes. Yes. My profession does include much brooding but earlier today I was busy with other matters."

"What's more important that Life?"

"The lives of many." He said matter of factly. It stopped Jane in her tracts.

After a few moments of stuttering, Jane finally got a few words out. "But, you just show up & save the day, like you did with me & the guys... Your their Guardian Angel?"

"No, Miss Tarzania: I'm no Angel. I just have a stake in the lives of Misters' Swiss & Beeslyhuxtoy, they serve a greater purpose that they don't quiet understand. At this rate, I don't think they ever will but it may be for the best. Knowing can sometimes be a bothersome lot."

Jane wasn't sure how to respond to that. Mr. Spooky looked somewhat sad. It was either that or it was that he was in fact British: Jane has always seemed the British to look sad naturally.

"So, what happens now?" Jane asked.

"We wait. The grand chess game of life is currently in play. Pieces are being set up, soon it may be Endgame. It's not sure who's, but we are coming that point."

"Can you save Ronnie?"

"No."

"WHAT?" Jane yelled.

"Yes. Mister Beeslyhuxtoy & his mostly mute companion are pieces in this game, you & Miss Gillespie are too. So are we all. This isn't one of your frivolous Video Games where one can enter in a cheat code to get out of doing the hard parts. We play the game through to the end. If there is a re-game, we will try again."

Jane wonders for a moment why Mr. Spooky thinks she plays Video Games, she's never been into that sort of stuff.

"Mister Beeslyhuxtoy must play his part. I can offer this to you: this is not his end game. That will come later."

They stood there in silence, Jane looking at the Man in grey & him looking into the room, gazing over at Ronnie.

Mr. Spooky then took a pocket watch out of a pocket in his vest. He opened it, looked at the time, then closed it & put the watch back in the pocket. He then said. "Miss Tarzania, I think would do you well to take a breathier from all this. Not more then a few meters from here is a public balcony, it was do you good to get some fresh or what would pass fresh air here in Parrodipolis. I give my word that no interference by medical practitioners will befall Mister Beeslyhuxtoy while your gone from this post."

Jane hesitated for a moment, then agreed & walked off.

"Not that direction, Miss Tarzania. The other direction." The man said.

Jane stopped, turned around. As she past, she thanked him. He gave a nod of the head. Jane walked over to the door & looked back: he was still where she had left him. She opened the door & walked through. She was now out on the balcony looking toward Off-Central Park. It was chilly out there.

There was a gust of wind & then in her ear someone said. "Hello, Jane."

She spun around to see a man, a familiar man but he was different. He wore a pale yellow two piece suit with a dark crimson dress shirt with in. His tie was a brighter yellow then his suit but still pale. On his right lapel was a bright red flower. His brown hair was slicked back & he had a neatly trimmed brown goatee. His eyes seemed to piece directly into Jane's soul, his wide broad smile really creeped her out. How has that bright of teeth?

"Ronald?" She asked.

"Excellent. I see from our past meeting you used the proper former of my name & not the inferior version this dimension's, your beloved Ronnie uses." The Doppleganger said with disgust. "I hate this place, it's too... too.. good. Where's Lord Nats when I need him? He could make this place great."

Ronald turns to look out over the city. "First to go would be them." He motions to Parody Isle in the distance. "Heroes would not be needed or tolerated under my lord's reign. Next we he is instated as ruler, all unworthy will be dealt with, hopefully by me & my companion."

"Where is he anyway?"

"We so do love a good torture. But, once one is started it's not polite to stop during the middle, so I left my guest in his capable hands so that they could get the full experience. It would be only right. I'm sure if the Hooker we picked up was performing instead of being preformed on, she would go all the way. Wouldn't she?" Ronald asked to the city.

He turns back to Jane. "But, how would you know. You never got to experience a session fully. We were about to have our fun when that cloaked miscreant showed up & ruined my happy happy fun time."

"You know, he's in there. Mr. Spooky. He's watching over Ronnie right now." Jane said.

"I would have guessed as much. He was always sticking his nose into other's business. I so want my Lord to do away with him. He had the power but no... my Lord wanted to remain in the favor of the cloaked one for some reason."

Jane had no idea was this evil version Ronnie was going on about. But maybe he could distracted long enough so that she might be able to get inside & get Mr. Spooky. This plan would not work.

"I see you eyeing the door." He said. "You won't make it. I'm closer & faster then you."

Hoping to distract him again, Jane asked. "How did you know to come here?"

Ronald sighed then said. "I know your trying to distract me but I'll humor you. Your former lover Ronnie & I are connected on a base level cosmically seeing as we are both the same person just slight difference in the frequency that we live at. I get feelings, mental images, headaches, etc. from him. He gets the same, my these past few month must of been interesting for him. I get most of my images from him in my sleep, he must of been getting some dozy of a nightmares what with all the fun I've been having."

"Ronnie had mentioned that he'd been have problems sleeping."

"I bet! Last Thursday must of been murder on him because.." Ronald began to laugh. "Me & Chadwick came upon this broken down school bus." The laughter became more frequent. "It was filled with Cheerleaders, Football players & a few Band Geeks. Me & Chadwick had a ball, no pun intended. Wait, maybe. We made a four day weekend out of it!" The laugher became to much as Ronald became doubled over in laughter.

"You sick..." Jane began to say as she ran over to kick Ronald in the stomach.

Ronald stopped laughing for the most part, grabbed Jane's leg & he said as stood up. "No. No." He wiggled an index finger back at her accusingly. He was still holding on to her leg. "That's not the way my Girlfriend would act."

"I'm not your girlfriend!" Jane yelled as she wiggled her leg free of Ronald's grip.

"That's true. Because my Jane was never this free, she was a nice pet. Sure, she was no Little Cat but then no is. She was the best of ladies my Lord let me keep. To bad i had to kill her to make my way across Dimensions. I miss her. What I won't give to kill her one more time?" Ronald said. He paused & then looked like a thought had just popped into his head. "Hey! Wait a minute I can!"

He then got a big grin on his face. Jane didn't like that look.

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Back inside, inside Room 7-G: Ronnie began to flat line. Mr. Spooky looked up the Hallway, Medical Practitioners came running.

In the Cafeteria, Chad suddenly pasted out. He fell face first into his BLT on wheat bread & Lime green JELL-O.

"CHAD!" Catherine yelled. She jumped up from her chair & rushed to his side to see what was wrong.

On the Balcony, Ronald lunged towards Jane but before he come get to her, his heart gave out & he hit the floor. Jane just stood there for a moment not sure if he was dead, then Jane's thoughts turned to Ronnie.

Jane ran inside, there was a flurry of movement in the room. Jane started to go in, but an arm stopped her. The arm belonged to Mr. Spooky.

"No. This is how it must be."

"But, you said you'd stop them?"

"I said I'd stop them from impeding the course. They are not."

As he spoke, Ronnie was lost.

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TO BE CONTINUED!


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Footnote(s):

This Series has been built off of a few past stories. The Chad & Ronnie Crisis on Infinite Parodyverses Tie-In. The time Chad & Ronnie met the Night Nurse at the very same hospital this epic is taking place in, The 4th part of the Chad & Ronnie Murder Mystery. Ronnie was in the Hospital because of the events of the epic entitled Revenge is Dish best served Corporate Style which was based off of an early, early Chad & Ronnie story called Shopping.

The Pervious Part od the this epic can be read here: Part 1 here & Part 2 here.


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