Fantina of the Opera

Assurance My Ass

"Congratulations Mizura, this beautiful new baby boy is now yours."

"Thank you Dr. Xi! This process could not have gone better in my opinion."

"Mizura and I are very appreciative."

"Thats reassuring to hear from you two. We are very glad you have chosen this hospital once again."

"Well of course, why wouldn't we?"

"Also, what is the name that you have decided to give to this beautiful child?"

"Well doctor, Mizura and I have thought it over, and we've decided on the name Norman."

"All right then. That name will go on this child's birth certificate. Once again, congrats on the new baby."

"Thank you, so very much."

This was the story about how Norman was brought into the Verara household. The next day, they decided to take their new baby back to the apartment.

"Mommy, Daddy!" Candace said when Mizura and John came back to their apartment.

"Oh, my sweet Candace! How was everything?" John had asked.

"It was good," Candace replied.

"Yes, I agree!" Nataliah, their new Russian nanny had told them.

"Was Fantina okay too?" Mizura asked.

"Yes, of course." Nataliah answered as John went into the kitchen to get something to drink.

"I also bring good news."

"And what is that Nataliah?"

"Fantina now ways 16 pounds and Candace weighs 18."

"That is great news!"

"Yes it is, but I also have something else I need to tell you."

"And what is that?"

"Could you, me, and John talk in a private place."

"Would the bedroom work?"

"Yours would Mizura."

"Thats what I meant."

"Just checking because Fantina is still asleep."

"Really? Its almost 10:00 now."

"Just let her sleep."

"Okay."

The three of them began to follow Nataliah towards the bedroom. She was wearing an all black, leather jumpsuit. She had small black earrings, and vibrant blue eyes. She also had a pale face with short blonde hair and always wore dark red lipstick. She spoke with a heavy accent, which is where most identify her as a Russian.

After they went into the room, John shut the door behind them. Then the conversation between Mizura and Nataliah began, while John laid low.

"What seems to be the problem Nataliah."

"Well,"

"Come on spit it out already!"

"Okay, if you insist."

"So, what is it?"

"Yesterday of course, I went to take Fantina to the doctor."

"And?"

"At first, they had told me that nothing was really wrong with her. The only thing is that she would be shorter, and more underweight than those of her age. That she was assured good health in the future."

"That is fantastic news."

"But,"

"I'm sorry, but? What does but mean?"

"They called me later and told me to come back urgently."

"And so you, did."

"Of course. Back in Russia, you never ignore your doctors phone calls."

"So then what happened."

"There is also another saying in my country,"

"Which is?"

"Any news from a calling doctor, often leaves you dead."

"Well that is very reassuring."

"Anyways, when I went back, they told me Fantina developed a case of osteochondrosis."

"Osteochondrosis?"

"It's a disease of bone and cartilage growth centers in children that begins as a necrosis and is followed by regeneration or renewed calcification."

"Oh my gosh."

"Basically, her bones won't work right in the future."

"And they called that, assurance."

"Ridiculous, right?"

"Assurance my asscrack!"

"Well, I should probably get going now. Sorry about what happened."

"Don't worry, its not your fault Nataliah."

"So, I'll see you soon I guess."

"Thank you for watching the kids for us."

"No problem!"

After that whole thing, Mizura began to talk with John.

"Good thing she speaks fluent english because other wise that whole osteo-whatever the hell its called bullshit would've been confusing."

"Agreed Mizura."

"Were up fucking bitch ass shit creek aren't we?"

"Lets hope not."