Noon
*B and Sam are sitting on the couch watching a movie, Nick walks in and plops down beside B obviously in a grumpy mood, he grabs a small black case off the coffee table, takes out his lancet and tests his blood, almost as soon as he is greeted with the beep from his meter he sends his lancet flying across the room with a growl*
(Bailey) HEY….did you not give D the memo?
(Nick) I warned you
(Baiey) Yea, and I warned you…
*Nick stands and walks into the media room without saying another word*
(Sam) what was that?
(Bailey) He’s high
(Sam) *eyes widen* WHAT?
(Bailey) HA…his sugar I mean…
(Sam) OHHH….I was gunna say…is he always like that?
(Bailey) no, sometimes when he is high he gets really quiet…like he is pissed at the world…but yea mostly he gets grumptastic
(Sam) what did he mean by he warned you?
(Bailey) we stayed up really late and ate junk and then didn’t get much sleep and he woke up real low, he warned me this morning he felt like this would be a bad day
(Sam) so he was really low this morning and now he is high?
(Bailey) welcome to the rollercoaster called diabetes…please keep your head firmly against the headrest and your hands and feet in the vehicle at all times
(Sam) yikes…
(Bailey) Sometimes it will drop and he can just have a juice or something and it comes right up..no big deal….sometimes he drops real low and he has juice…and nothing…so he eats or drinks something else to bring it up…and nothing….or it will come up a little but not enough…problem with that is on days like that he will usually be all hulk smash later when all the carbs hit
(Sam) damned if you do, damned if you don’t huh?
(Bailey) exactly
(Sam) Man, that sucks….so question
(Bailey) answer…
(Sam) you two are twins…
(Bailey) very perceptive of you dear
(Sam) *chuckle* why does Nick have diabetes and you don’t?
(Bailey) I may still get it
(Sam) Oh…
(Bailey) I'd like to think that I have single handedly built up a sugar tolerance over the years *bragging*
(Sam) Oh really?
(Bailey) yup
(Sam) so all the sour patch…that’s really just preventative medicine?
(Bailey) Samuel….are you mocking me?
(Sam) of course not, how could I mock such a scientifically proven theory?
(Bailey) *smile* I have other genius theories as well
(Sam) do tell
(Bailey) ok…everyone says you should brush your teeth after everytime you eat, I say not true in fact I would say that’s bad for your teeth
(Sam) because…
(Bailey) its like washing your car constantly….eventually you rub the clear coat off and it damages the paint job….a little dirt is good for the car….it preserves the finish *smile*
*Sam laughs*
(Sam) you are just full of wisdom…you are like yoda
(Bailey) I pride myself on thinking outside the box
(Sam) Any other deep thoughts I should know about?
(Bailey) oh, TONS…like colors
(Sam) Colors?
(Bailey) yea….like why is blue called blue?
*Sam looks at B confused*
(Bailey) you call it blue because its what you were taught it was called…but who initially decided to call it blue, and whos to say they are right? Why not call it green?
(Sam) because green is green
(Bailey) ah…but only because you were told it was…what if I want to call blue…forshizzle instead? Who’s to say I'm wrong?
(Sam) certainly not me….I'm not about to argue with your logic
(Bailey) wise you are *smile*
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FanfictionA Jonas Brothers Sister Saga-book one of the B and the Boys series
