*THE ORIGINAL STORY*
Billy's brother is a dentist...
Meet Billy, a thirteen year old regular kid who's parents passed away in a dreadful car crash. But how does he end up coping with a brother for a dentist?
"Do you want me to go home now?" Kyle asked politely, not wanting to feel intrusive.
"I'll give you a lift home after Billy's cleaning if you like?" Sam smiled. He seemed to have a soft spot for Kyle, if only he had one for me!
"That'd be great, thank you Doctor.... I mean, Sam" Kyle responded, taking a seat in the corner of the room and pulling out his phone. I just grunt and throw myself into the chair, which begins to recline almost suddenly.
"Why can't I just brush my own teeth?" I groan whilst Sam pulls on a fresh pair of gloves and pulls his mask back up.
"Because you haven't brushed since you got your braces and from what I've seen you've had a lot of sugar today!" Sam replies somewhat angrily, rolling his stool round and adjusting the light.
"Can I at least get one of those massages first? My teeth are still aching you know..." I say trying to gain a tiny bit of sympathy. Sam rolled his eyes and began gently massaging around my jaw and mouth area, and it did feel really good! I closed my eyes and relaxed, enjoying my slave's work.
"Now open up please" Sam asked after a very small amount of time, to which I complied unwillingly. He did the exact same thing as before, yet just longer and more vigorously this time around. Although, it actually hurt more now as he had to get in between the wires and I still wasn't used to having metal glued on my teeth. After the ghastly cleaning was finished and I was all rinsed and cleaned, I hopped out the chair and joined Kyle who was playing 'Candy Crush' on his phone.
"Do you two wanna grab a milkshake before we drop Kyle home?" Sam asked whilst cleaning up the room.
"Yes please Sam!" I exclaimed, dancing around the room. Anything sweet was sure to make me happy!
"I'd love to, but I have no money on me" Kyle admitted, sad to the bone.
"Don't worry Kyle, it'll be my treat" Sam smiled, walking over and patting my best friend's shoulder.
"Are you sure?" Kyle asked, surprised.
"Samuel is a dentist" I interrupted. "He's got loads of money, don't worry about it Kyle!"
"Billy, you better not go around telling people that!" Sam shouts.
"But we all know it's true" I winked, as the three of us headed out the office and into Sam's car. I took a seat in the back with Kyle, wanting him to feel comfortable- being with a dentist and his younger brother. Kyle joined in with the conversations throughout the journey and it was a generally nice time.
When we arrived at the milkshake bar, we all took a seat around a wooden table with crate-like chairs, it was an interesting and edgey place, definitely not what we were used to!
"I'm just going to use the toilet, you guys be having a look at what you'd like" Sam explains, heading off in a different direction.
"Now Kyle, don't worry about how much sugar is in the milkshake. I know Sam is a dentist but he really isn't that fussed" I tell Kyle, not wanting him to feel uncomfortable.
"Okay thanks" he says, looking back down at his menu.
Sam arrived back and took a seat on the otherside of the table, facing me and Kyle.
"So, you know what you want?"
"Can I have the smores milkshake please" I ask.
Sam nods.
"Could I please have the silly strawberry milkshake, thank you very much!" Kyle smiles.
"Of course you can" Sam smiled at Kyle, then proceeded to order our drinks at the counter.
"He's definitely got a sweet spot for you" I whisper to Kyle.
"What do you mean?" Kyle returns, confused.
"I can tell Sam really likes you."
"That's good then" Kyle laughed, as Sam returned with the milkshakes; and boy were they good!
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(These are actual milkshakes me and my friends had last Summer- they were amazing!)
