in pieces

4. from the inside

(Rib's POV)

Chester slept peacefully. The doctor did confirm he was having seizures. Large amounts of testing concluded he had epilepsy and had it for a while. His past drug use and sketchy medical attention when he was younger had to do with it. Mike was curled up beside him, avoiding wires and his IV line. They said Chester could live a normal life if he takes medicine and doesn't use drugs. I heard a whimper. Mike had instinctively wrapped his arms around his new lover. They were in sync.

Suddenly, arms wrapped around me. A kiss landed on my neck as I felt Brad push against me on his tippy toes. "Brad, please don't make me horny," I groaned. He chuckled and turned around. I pecked his lips, glancing at the lovebirds.

"But you're scrumptious like a good taco..." he laughed, trailing off.

"Later. Plus, who has sex in a hospital room?"

I heard a snicker from the bed. I jumped to see Chester giggling with his small camcorder.

"Chester Charles, give me that!" I tried to snatch it, but he dodged. Though it pissed me off, I secretly missed Chester's pranks. Let me list them all.

He replaced the air freshener with liquid ass.

He put cling wrap under the toilet seat.

He taped a air horn to Mike's chair in his studio.

He filled Phi's room with creepy dolls.

Toothpaste. Oreos.

He put Joe on an air mattress (while asleep) in the middle of the nearby pond.

Taped the bottom of Brad's computer mouse.

Strung all of my paperclips together.

And finally...

Put 50 bright pink dildos in Mike's bag.

Chester had set the camcorder down, yawning. I giggled, telling him to rest more.

• • •

(Chester Chicken Nugget's POV)

Someone was trying to wake me up. I groaned. I woke up to see worried nurses. I wasn't in my room. It seems like they'd put me somewhere temporary. Then it dawned. I was on the bed of an MRI machine. Immediately, I felt that there was cushioning around me.

"A-another one?" I squeaked out, tears starting to flow.

"Hey, you're okay. Listen, for once this is a good thing. We can get a scan of your head right now and get a ton of information. You'll be okay, I promise. Just let us do this," the nurse smiled.

(Edgy Kenji's POV)

Chester, the groan adult... the 29 year old man he was... had fell asleep with a teddy bear in his arms and a sucker in his mouth. I moved the sucker, wrapping it up in the wrapper, just so he won't get choked. After all, this is Chester. Brad was driving, Rob was in the other seat. Chaz and I were in the back seat. Chester seemed calm, occasionally sucking on the ear of the bear for whatever reason.

"Chazzy, you want anything to eat?" I asked.

"Chicken... nuggets..." he mumbled. I laughed, watching him fall back asleep. I got him a sprite, since caffeine right now wasn't the best option. I woke him up and he snacked on the food. It was a small portion, just a kids meal, because his stomach couldn't handle much food. But, he was supposed to eat a high calorie diet. It was true we were gonna have to continue to run the tube, especially with his hesitation to food.

"M-Mikey... I feel sick..." he whined. I immediately went into Momma Mike mode and grabbed a bag for him. He got sick, now left with no food. I sighed, cleaning up his face and wiping his curly hair off his forehead.

"Let's get you to your bed," I picked him up, being gentle. I laid him down and covered him up. I went to walk out and he grabbed me.

"Please... stay..." he whimpered.

I smiled, laying close.