Jack Dawkins One Shots

Right Right

I was enraged as I rushed through the hospital as I tried to find the goddamn idiots we called doctors in this place, and as I erupted into the theatre there they both stood. Dr Dawkins in his expected attire as he wrote some notes in his book from the sailors that had popped in all morning and Dr Sneed washed off his hands. Both perked up slightly as they saw me.

"Doctors!' I yelled angrily,

Sneed looked annoyed I was here to yell at them again, Sneed always complained I was a whining, whittling woman, and Jack very smartly knew better and looked afraid of me, his eyes glanced around the room almost as if trying to plot himself an escape.

"Who's dick do I have to Bloody suck to get you boys to do your goddamn jobs!" I yelled,

Immediately Jack raised his hand but Sneed slapped his hand before he could raise it higher than his chest,

"It was rhetorical." I sighed, "Mr Ashby, room six. Who's his doctor?"

"Me?" Jack answered sheepishly, he did not much want to answer but he knew Sneed would tattle him if he didn't tell me, and then he'd be in even more trouble.

"Good" I smiled going over and grabbed Jack by the ear and dragged him out with me to Mr Ashby's room.

Jack as he whined all the way until I finally let him go outside the door.

He stiffened himself and fixed himself up to look like a presentable gentleman and not the whiny little child he looked like being dragged through the hospital by his literal ear.

"You're a mean little thing you know," He pouted,

"I know. I have to be or you boys would never get your damn work done. Now get to work" I demanded as I turned to get on with my own work,

"Alright," he sighed, "what about that blow job?" he asked as I was halfway down the corridor,

"Work Jack now!" I shouted back

"Right right" He nodded.