Welcome to the Jungle, Sweetheart

Can I feel up your leg?

Axl and Slash pulled their tongues out of each other's mouths and looked at their new guest. Michelle leaned up against the doorframe with her arms crossed over each other. She raised an eyebrow at them. Axl felt his face flush with heat and he wished he could hide behind his hair like Slash was doing. Michelle grinned, "You guys are cute." 

Axl hissed and threw a shoe at her. 

She jumped out of the way, "Hey! Don't you throw shoes at a pregnant lady, mister!" She pointed at him. 

Axl rolled his eyes, "You're baby is smaller than an apple! You don't even have a baby bump so don't give me any shit sweetheart." 

She put her hands on her hips, "If I'm not allowed to smoke or drink, you're not allowed to throw shoes at me." 

Axl hissed, "I don't even do either of those things around you! You gotta give me a break!" 

She smirked, "Oh I thought that's what Slash was doing." Axl's face felt hot again and he growled at her, throwing another shoe. Axl whipped a glare at Slash, who said nothing and watched everything with a goofy smirk. He didn't move or say a word, he just kept his hands on Axl's hips, who remained in his lap due to his inability to easily move. Axl threw Slash's top hat at her. 

She dodged again, "AHHH IZZYYYY COME SAVE ME, I NEED BACKUP I'M UNDER HEAVY FIRE!" She screamed with a giggle, ducking behind a table. 

Izzy came through the door, "Michelle I told you it was dangerous to enter the battlefield alone!" He quickly joined her behind the table to avoid projectile objects. Axl continued to throw more random things at them until there weren't any more non-breakable items on the nightstand. 

Axl hissed under his breath and went to climb out of bed to steal more ammunition off the floor. Slash threw his arms around him to hold him back, "Oh no you don't!" he grunted, holding back a squirming and wriggling Axl, who was trying to stand even when he knew he couldn't feel anything in his leg. 

Slash scooped Axl up again and cradled him like a baby, rocking him, "Shh shhh quiet now," he muttered with a teasingly gentle voice. 

Axl yelled and writhed, "Let go of me! Stop it!" 

Slash gripped his arms to stop him from hitting him. "Axl stop being a worm for one second you're gonna mess up your leg and pull your IV out of your arm!" 

Izzy and Michelle stood up from behind the table, seeing as Axl was no longer throwing objects. Izzy blinked with a little confusion, "They're awfully cuddly, what's going on?" He asked, looking at Michelle. 

Axl squirmed less, and him and Slash both glanced at Michelle. Michelle hesitated, scratching the back of her head, "Uh, Slash says Axl didn't have enough pillows and he demanded that he use Slash as one." 

Izzy nodded understandingly, and Axl felt relieved. That sounded like something he'd do, and he was grateful Michelle kept cool about walking in on them making out. Michelle continued, "Yeah he was sleepin pretty hard until I walked in. Then he got mad for waking him up and threw a shoe at me." 

Izzy grinned, "I'm not surprised." 

Then a doctor with a clipboard walked in, "Mr. Rose," she stepped around a stray shoe on the floor. "You're all set to go home now." 

Slash let go of Axl who sat up a little, "Really?" 

She nodded, "Yes, the surgery went well, we've resealed your leg wound and put stitches in some of your upper body cuts, and the two on your forearm. And now you'll just take these bandages," She handed him a box of adhesive bandages, "And this paper packet, it'll help you with everything you need to know."