My Brother, The Dentist

Chapter 16-

"Well..." Sam started. "Next I would move the light to shine towards the patient's mouth, but considering you can't reach just leave it" he giggled slightly.

"You're a funny one aren't you" I joked, playfully punching his shoulder. Something about his perculiar sense of humour just couldn't be ignored. Wow, what a moron!

"Alright, just use the mirror to look at my teeth now I guess".

"What about that spikey tool?" I asked, feeling confused about the whole idea in general.

"That spikey tool" he began, "is called an explorer. And i'm not trusting you with one of them. You'll probably stab my gums!" he laughed.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not a psycho Sam!"

Sam just smiled at me, grinning wide, then opened his mouth up.

"Hey, no! Close your mouth!" I shouted. "I want the power of saying 'open' like you do!"

"Ugh, fine" Sam said, shutting his mouth closed tight. It seemed so strange Sam being in the chair, as it was usually him putting others through the misery that is visiting the dentist's office.

"Open please" I grinned, and funnily enough my brother obeyed. Wow, this power really did feel great. No wonder my brother became a dentist! I took hold of the mirror and began looking around at my brother's teeth. They were completely spotless and clean as a whistle! There were no fillings in sight, and as I felt along them with my finger I could tell he'd had braces, due to the pure straightness that they held. Sam stayed completely still, not moving at all, just carefully watching me with his beady eyes. It made me feel embarrassed for myself about the huge fight I had put up at my last appointment. I wonder how often people refuse to let him look at their teeth?

"Sam, i'm so jealous of your teeth!" I whined, taking the mirror out of his mouth and pulling off my gloves.

"Thanks Billy" he grinned, sitting himself up in the chair and restoring it to its normal state.

"Sam, I have a question, it's a bit weird and random though" I said, rubbing the back of my neck.

"Hit me!" he returned, straightening up his hair.

"Do you often get people who refuse to let you look at their teeth?"

Firstly, he laughed slightly, putting his full attention back on me and not his hair. "Literally most of the time" he explained, getting up out of the chair. "Considering this is a children's dentist for ages 0-18, most of them absolutely hate it here. Funnily enough though, most of their parent's just leave them here for me to deal with, probably knowing the fight they're going to put up" he continued to laugh.

I found this very interesting and thought it'd be cool to see Sam in action throughout the day!

"Anyway, Billy, you wanna get in the chair now?" he asked me, gesturing towards the chair. It sat there, looking as if it was about to gobble me up.

"I don't know Sam... I'm feeling a bit sick".

"Sit and we'll just talk" he said, patting on the chair.

I sat down. It didn't make me feel good though. I just wanted to go home. Why was I doing this? Sam took a seat on the stool beside me.

"So Billy, why are you so scared" he asked, patting me gently on my right shoulder.

"I don't know Sam" I began to sulk. "I guess i'm scared of the pain, and the whole idea of someone looking at my teeth just kind of freaks me out".

"Okay Billy, well you know I'd never hurt you on purpose, right?"

I nodded my head, staring deep into my brother's bright brown eyes. Why was he so perfect? He had clear, smooth skin, perfect teeth, cute tiny dimples, and fluffy brown hair that curled up at the top into a perfect gelled quiff, which bounced as he walked. Then there was me. Freckled, bumpy skin, crooked teeth, puffy cheeks, and boring brown hair which I could sweep to the side somedays if it didn't decide to play up with me. Thinking of this made me tear up inside, and I just had to say something. So I sighed to get my brother to notice.

"Talk to me Billy, what's bothering you?"

I looked him up and down. "Well, Sam. You're just perfect. Where as i'm just ugly and pathetic, a wimp!"

He hugged me tight. "Billy, you're amazing okay? I love you so much and I just want the best for you, and that is that".

A smile let loose out of the corner of my my mouth. Then, I made the bravest, most boldest move i've ever taken in my life...

I took a huge deep breath.

"Sam, I'm ready for braces..."