The Muffiny Family (Skephalo Triquel) Completed

The Wilbur Tragedy

Bad took Skeppy down to the doctor's room. Bad had a room specifically for the doctor when he spent the night. He knocked slightly, hoping the doctor wouldn't mind being woken up.

The doctor came out, obviously barely awake. Yes, royals?"

"Sorry to wake you, but Skeppy's not feeling okay. Can you give him your attention for a moment?" Bad asked nicely, knowing the doctor would agree.

"Sure, Let's go to my office."

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Skeppy sat in a chair instead of the bed. No matter how many times he tried to forget, someone still died on that bed.

"So what's going on?"

"My chest hurts." Skeppy answered him shakily.

The doctor nodded and pulled out his stethoscope, checking Skeppy's heartbeat. "your heartbeat is fast, are you anxious right now?"

"Y-yeah"

"Did your chest start hurting before or after you became anxious?"

"I don't k-know." Skeppy whimpered like he genuinely thought he was dying.

Bad kneeled beside the chair instead of getting another chair. "You think it's just from too much stress?" Bad asked the doctor.

"Well considering his age, I highly doubt there's anything seriously wrong with his heart. Of course it's possible, but I wouldn't consider that highly likely...I can see him shaking." The doctor watched Skeppy tremble. "Did anything really stressful or upsetting happen today?" The doctor waited for Skeppy to answer.

Skeppy looked at Bad, wanting him to reply for him.

"You have your own voice" Bad told him.

Skeppy sniffled and hugged Bad.

Bad sighed "okay, take it easy. Recently his sister's death has been brought back to his attention. Would that cause his chest to hurt?"

"Chest pains can happen during times of distress, I think he's just panicking. You should just take him back to bed. If the pain continues for a long period of time, I'd take him to the hospital."

"Okay...it's going to be impossible to get him to settle down though. Can you do anything?" Bad didn't want to watch Skeppy suffer all night. He was afraid it would make him breakdown too.

"Like what? There's not much I can do tonight. It's late."

"You have melatonin tablets right?" Bad knew because occasionally he'd need one to get to sleep.

"Yes, I can get one." The doctor went over to a cabinet.

"What's melatonin?" Skeppy mumbled.

"It helps you sleep."

"What if I don't want to take it?"

"Then you don't have to, it's up to you."

"I'll take it..." Skeppy rubbed his eyes.

Bad put a hand on Skeppy's knee. "You'll be alright honey, your body is just feeling the aftermath of all your stress." 

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Bad got up the next morning, to Skeppy still sound asleep. He could hear Jackie crying in her room. Bad crawled out of bed and tucked Skeppy back in. Before going over to Jackie's bedroom.

"What's wrong princess?"

"I saw something!"

"That's because you have eyes." Bad was used to Skeppy being dramatic, so he answered sarcastically.