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Flower's P.O.V:

Once again I could see the surgery again. Relieved, I sat up from the chair and stretched my legs. Doc was now here to be seen...

I checked around the chair, but she wasn't there. Was I free? Or was this just a dream? I jerked back at the sound of shuffling outside the door. Okay. Not dreaming. I took a deep breath. My footsteps echoed on the floor as I approched the door. I was hesitant at first, but my shaky hands finally touched it. I swiftly turned it and burst it open. To see Doc. She looked the same...Wait, no. She didn't. She had a massive claw stuck to her arm. That was made of...teeth? Oh god. She must have done this while I was asleep.

Fuck.

Doc's P.O.V:

"Flower! Do you like my new friend?" I cried, lifting up the claw to her face. Ah, yes. I can see true fear. Finally! I could see the tears in her eyes, I can hear her sharp breaths. "Now," I said, supposedly talking to my claw, "Which part of Flower do you want to taste test first?" I said, pulling a sly smile. Flower began to back up, her steps making a single thud on my sweet carpet each time. "You can't run away now, Flower. I haven't finished your treatment yet!" I whispered, my eyes glued on Flower as I took a step towards her, and she took yet another one back. "Two can play this game..." I thought. I darted towards her, my claw in the air, positioned exactly at her arm. Remember kids, do your geography so you can become cool like me! (JOKING)

I ran into Flower, but sadly missed due to her dodge. She squealed in fear as I came near her. You see, I did miss the exact target. But I did catch her arm, causing a wound to form on her side. She looked down upon it. Shock appeared in her eyes and more tears fell. She also fell to the floor, clutching the cut and buried her face in her clothes. She sobbed loudly before looking up again. "Why a-are you doing this?!" She screamed. I only laughed at her reaction. But then my smile dropped. I grabbed a piece of Flower's hair and forcefully brought it to my face so hers was facing mine. "LISTEN HERE! I'M THE SURGEON HERE! MY RULES! MY TREATMENT!" I spat in her face, and there her back down to the floor. She sobbed even more. "You want to go...GO." I said. She looked relieved and dashed for the door. "Oh! Flower...don't forget. I'll find you. I always do." Those were the final words I said to Flower for a long time.

(A little A/N here. This is where I begin to make things up...)

Flower's P.O.V:

I sprinted for my car, occasionally looking back to see if Doc was following. But she wasn't. I fiddled around for my keys, and when I finally found them I stopped in front of a white Skoda Yeti. "My car!" I cried, but suddenly regretting it and clasped my hand over my mouth. I looked around slowly to see it anyone was there. But then I realised why I was here. Hyperdontia; my condition. I got into my car and put on the seatbelt. My fingers traced the leather seats and their white stitching. I looked into the car mirror, and carefully opened my mouth. A little blood poured from my mouth. Four of my teeth on the top left were missing, and one from the bottom right. I inserted the keys into the ignition, and drove off.

While I was on the M62, memories came flooding back. Sometimes, I felt like Doc was in the back of my car, ready to strike again. I had to pull over. I took a deep breath and was ready to get out again, when my phone started buzzing in the glove box. "I've been looking everywhere for you!" I thought to myself as I picked it up and pushed the green button. "Hello?" I said in my cheeriest voice, although my current mood was dangerously close to scared. "Flower? It's me! Fukase!" The voice said. A big goofy smile formed on my face. "Hey! How's it going Fukase? How are you?" I shouted. I looked back at my car. I could see Doc. I screamed, rubbing my eyes. I looked back again. Gone. "Flower? Flower!?" Fukase cried from the other and of the line. "Oh! Yes, erm..Hi" I stuttered nervously. "Heh...Anyway, I called about that dentist appointment. How was it?" He asked, concern in her voice. I hesitated for a second, feeling the empty spaces of which were where teeth were.

"Great! I might just apply for a job there!" I said. I wasn't lying...

Ni-tress, your wish is my command...

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