An Epic Goofy Movie

Sore Eyes

Max woke up to the sound of a tapping. He blinked several times, feeling a sharp pain behind his left eye. He closed it shut, waiting a few seconds before opening them again. He saw his left arm and leg were bandaged. He was in the hospital, a nurse tapping away at her clipboard, not noticing him at all.

            He groaned, and the nurse turned in his direction, startled. She set her clipboard aside and walked over to him, checking his monitor.

            “You feeling okay, honey?” she said, quickly jotting something. “You’ve been asleep for a little over a day. Nasty fall you had.”

            Max tried to say something but found himself too tired to speak. He closed his eyes again and fell asleep.

            “He should wake up soon, the nurse said he had been awake earlier. It’s a shame I wasn’t here to see him.”

            Max woke up for the second time, his vision blurry. The pain had subsided a bit, and he could see someone with red hair standing by the doorway. He rubbed his eyes, feeling a sting as he did so.

            “Oh! I think he’s waking up!”

            “MAXIE!”

            Max’s vision had started to focus and he saw his dad running towards him, arms outstretched. He tripped on the chair in front of him and landed on Max’s bed, luckily on his good side.

            “Goofy, PLEASE be careful!” Sylvia said, helping him off the bed. Max winced, having felt the impact.

            “Sorry, Maxie. How you feelin’ son?” he said, kissing Max on the forehead. Usually this would have made Max embarrassed, but right now he was too tired to care.

            “S-sore” he managed to say. “What happened?”

            Sylvia took a seat on the chair by his bed. He looked over at the doorway and Jasmine stood there, worried.

            “Jasmine, come on by. I think Max would like to see you.” Goofy said, noticing the two looking at each other. She walked over, arms crossed.

            “Is it okay to hug you?” she asked him. Max nodded and felt his girlfriend hug him tight.

            “I’m sorry I was so reckless at your party Max, I am! I was so afraid I’d lost you that night PJ called me.” She said, starting to cry. Max looked over at Sylvia, not knowing what to do. She shrugged.

            “It-it’s okay, Jasmine.” He said, patting her back. “I would like to know what happened. You were there right?”

            Jasmine broke free from him, tears in her eyes. “Huh? No, I wasn’t Max.”

            Max tried to recollect the last thing he saw. It was someone with red hair, that much he remembered.

            “I could have sworn-“ he said, confused.

            “Someone did call the hospital though, we didn’t get their names, but I am so happy someone was there to see what had happened. They said a car did a hit and run. They didn’t see the car fast enough to catch the license plate, or the model. They were too worried for you.” Sylvia said, frowning. “How can someone be so reckless.”

            “I’m just happy you’re all right son.” Goofy said. “You will need lot’s of rest.”

            “I’ll be here with you until you get better okay?” Jasmine said, kissing his forehead. Max smiled.

            “Maximum is awake!” He heard Bobby’s voice as the trio marched in, all of them holding cups of coffee in their hands.

            “Max!” PJ said, handing a cup to Goofy. “You’re better!”

            “I wouldn’t say better, Peej.” Max said, happy to see everyone. “But awake, yes.”

            “We’ve been up all night hoping for you to return, bro.” Bobby said, taking a sip of his coffee.

            “These fools didn’t want to leave the hospital until they knew you were all right.” Mocha said, handing a cup of coffee to Sylvia. Sylvia thanked her and stood up, motioning Jasmine to sit down.

            “I think Max needs time for himself. There’s too many of us in here as it is.” She said, taking Goofy’s hand.

            “I’m sleeeeeeepy.” Bobby yawned, taking a seat on the floor. He was about to lay down just as Mocha grabbed him by the collar.

            “Not. Here.” She said. He fussed, spilling some of the coffee onto the floor.

            “Nooooooooooo.” He said, kicking.

            “Baby, can you please help me?” Mocha asked PJ, who handed her his cup of coffee and grabbed Bobby, throwing him over his shoulder.

            “We’re going to come back later okay, Max?” He said, with an already snoring Bobby on his shoulder. “We need some sleep. I’m glad you’re better.”

            Mocha went over to Max and kissed him on the cheek before walking back out with the boys.       

            “We’re staying with you guys,” Goofy said, smiling. “It’s like ol’ times!”

            Max groaned. “Aww, pops-“

            “It’s just until you get better, Maxie. We’ll be back around noon. Get some more rest. Jasmine, you sure you don’t want to go home?” Goofy asked, as him and Sylvia walked over to the door. Jasmine shook her head.

            “No, Mr. Goof. I want to stay with Max if that’s okay.” She said, holding Max’s hand.

            Goofy nodded and walked out, leaving the couple alone.