The Adventures of Bob

Bob 11

After the incident with Bob's dad, they went to the emergency room and worries about what would happen to his arm.

Somehow, Doctor T was his doctor, so we were all a little more scared.

"Your arm was pretty fucked up, but I can help you find someone to get a bionic arm or robotic arm or some shit like that" Doctor T said.

"Dad, that sounds badass. Do it" I said. My dad looked interested in getting a fake arm while Doctor T stroked his chin again fiercely and stared directly into my eyes like he did when I was born. I was beginning to get uncomfortable.

"I'll have one of my friends help you out with that. He's a pro in this field."

"Thanks, doctor" my dad replied, trying to sit up with only one arm.

"No problem, sugar" he said and winked. "Wtf is happening" I thought in my mind.

Doctor T suddenly turned to me and asked, "so how are you doing? Have you seen any signs of.... Normal?"

"I'm doing pretty good. I haven't changed other than being able to walk and talk."

"Will, aren't you just adorable" he said and pinched my cheeks. This isn't how he normally acts. Then he picked me up and kissed me on the cheek.

I feel violated.

"Phil, has anything unusual happened with your son lately?"

"No, everything's been normal"

"That's greaaat news. I hope you'll come see me regularly for your arm and Bob's condition. I really enjoy seeing him" Doctor T looked at me weird.

I'm uncomfortable.

"Of course," my dad replied.

"Well, I'll see you later" he handed me back to my dad and we left the hospital.

"Dad"

"Yes, son?"

"How the hell did he get to Hawaii?"

"I don't know, son. I don't know"

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I know my story is shit but thank you Snowy_the_Witch for the beautiful art (picture on top of page)

It's 10/10.

Best art ever.

There's no way to fuck up a stick figure drawing unless you're me. Good job (on the art) and thank you for reading my lame story.

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