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Chapter 3- Through pain and panic...

(Sorry for the delay people)

After the initial confusion that the two went through while Mark's hearing was shit and kept confusing the words 'stop' with 'pop' and 'phone' with 'comb' they finally were able to communicate with the whiteboard Jack had brought with him from his old recording room. As Jack called the hospital Mark made his way to the medical cabinet in his bathroom and grabbed what he thought he might need; ointment for rashes, ibuprofen and asprin for the pain and headaches, and some gauze, disinfectant, and scissors for any cuts or wounds that might develop throughout their turning into fucking hybrids.

Meanwhile, Jack had just gotten in contact with the hospital and was handed off to an on call nurse " Hi! My name is nurse Maddison Wills, you can just call me Maddie if you want, does this have to do with an infection of animalis interiorem?" " Ah, yeah. Me and my roommate are kinda, sorta, not really, turning into hybrids really quickly I was told by the guy on tv to contact th' hospital for information on how to handle this?" He had to get info quick, he was starting to really feel kinda dizzy, like his balence was all over the place now. He was currently sitting at the table as it was the only thing keeping him from eating shit and hitting the floor at the velocity of 'screw you billy!!' Which is, as you know faster than the speed of sound and just shy of beating the speed of light.

 The nurse seemed to take this easily as she explained that she had gotten calls like this for about two hours now "What you want to do is keep within earshot of each other and update the other of any changes you experience. Stay close to a phone if it gets too much to bear and call an ambulance, keep yourselves hydrated, you don't want to dry out while it happens, there will be blood, not much but enough to make you feel nauseous, have blankets and pillows available if one of you pass out, in case one of you does keep them warm and put them on their side, same goes if you yourself start to feel like you might pass out but whatever you do: don't panic. When you panic the infection spreads faster through the body and can make the change hurt even more, trust me, it's not funny."  Jack cringed at this "Wait, you've changed already?" The nurse on the other end almost sounded sarcastic "Let me think; one minute I'm at my desk writing a report on a patient with the same disease, the next I'm on the ground having a panic attack as a fucking snow leopard tail is growing out of my ass and ears are growing outta my head, my old ears are now in a trash can near my desk and I have an appointment to get my new ears pierced soon."  Well ok, damn, that was something new, his old ears might fall off?! Shit man... well this was his life now so, fuck it.

After talking to Maddie for another two minutes or so Jack thanked her and ended the call. Getting up off the chair and composing himself he did what he could without hitting the floor. He grabbed a few pillows, blankets, and got a pitcher of water with some glasses. He started to think of how to arrange everything when he just suddenly started to set it up on the floor, he didn't even realize what he was doing until it was finished. He had made some kind of messy looking nest. Confused at what the hell he just made he felt like he had seen nests like this before, doing a quick google search his suspicions were confirmed. The nest he made was very similar to that either a squirrel or a rabbit would make in their little holes they called home, seeing this made him realize one thing. If this was something he made based on pure instinct this could only mean one thing; he was going to be either a rabbit or a squirrel....fffffffuck.

Mark came back from the bathroom to the little nest in the centre of the living room and after a quick explanation from the resident green bean of the house he settled into the nest with his laptop, iPhone, and cute pupper, Chica-Bica. Jack did the same after taking some aspirin to dull the pain. They remained there for most of the day, telling stories of recording failures and family embarrassments, hanging with Chica, and of course, playing video games because that's how they roll bitches!

After a day went by it finally happened to Jack, the question was however....

Could he handle it?

It was 10:23 a.m. when Jack had the need to use the bathroom. Everything was normal at first, take the piss, wash his hands. He was just about to leave the bathroom when he felt pain erupt from both sides of his head and tailbone. He couldn't take it and hit the ground, hard. His hands flew to the counter to try and catch himself but ultimately failed and only helped him land on his ass, making the pain increase. Mark barely heard this as his hearing was still fluctuating between good and bad. Jack started to panic."Mark can't hear me, I'm alone, there is no help for me, god this hurts, am I going to die? This hurts so much, please make it stop... I'm scared..." Jack had tears now spilling out as he cried in agony. He was about to give into his fear when he heard the sound of scratching at the bathroom door, it swung open to reveal a giant ball of loving fluff. The only one who who could hear him at the time was Chica, who came to his aid and whimpered at the fallen man. She tried to nuzzle up to him, laying next to him on the floor. It was then that he saw the blood that had pooled, in the centre of all the blood was an ear with a piercing in it, his ear. The blood stained his pants, shirt, and Chica but she couldn't care less. Jack hugged his friend, the tears slowly stopped flowing and the pain decreased as he calmed down "No, I'm not alone, Chica's here, it's fine, this is going to be over soon, I'm going to be okay."  Soon Jack felt tired, his limbs felt numb, his brain shutting down, eyes heavy. He welcomed the darkness creeping in on him, the pain was almost nonexistent as he pretty much spooned his best friends dog. Even though he had been through pain and panic....

He was able to find comfort and drift away to blissful sleep.

Ok, lots of feels here! I'm sorry Jackaboy had to get hurt but we need plot progression! And Chica-Bica saves the day in the end! Yay! Now, I presented two choices that I think fit Jack animal-wise, Squirrel or Rabbit, now I ask you... 

Which one do you think? Do you think he'll be Squirrel-septiceye or Jack-Rabbit? Post which one you think in the comments below, you'll see which one in the next chapter: ...We find a way

See ya!- Breezy