Ichthys, The Mischievous Trickster: Story 3

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A Few Days Later...


On another one of my day offs, I end up helping Ichthys with his job once again.

I look around. "Why are we at a hospital? Isn't being here punishment enough?" I warp my arms around myself, feeling the goosebumps rise on the surface of my skin. "I mean, is someone really on the punishment's list here?"

"Yeah, him." Ichthys shows me the list.

Ichthys points to a profile of a ten-year-old boy named Ken.

"A-a child?" A cold chill runs down my spine. "Not a doctor or nurse?"

Ichthys nods as if it's not big deal. "Looks that way. We don't discriminate when it comes to giving out punishments."

"It's still a child though, Ichthys." I shake my head, not liking this at all. "I don't know what exactly that means to a god b-but...here..." I find myself almost having a panic attack, but I find it in me to calm down.

I look over at the list once more, reading the description of the boy as to why he's on the list. According so, the boy repeatedly interfered with doctors' and nurses' work, and verbally abused other patients and visitors to the hospital. I take a step, surprised just by reading all of that about a mere ten-year old boy.

Most children at that age you would think would be going to school with other children at that age.

Yeah...most children... I sigh, feeling my heart ache.

I clear my throat, trying to get back on track. "So, uh... why don't we go and try to get a feel for the situation before we do anything?"

Ichthys shrugs. "Sure. If you say so, Abbey."

I breath of relief escapes me.

"It's not like I'd be able to use my powers without you anyway." He adds.

Pretending like we're visiting someone, we sneak into the specific area of the hospital where ken is staying and make our way to his room. As we approach the room, we hear a scream.

"Ken, stop it!" A woman shouts. "I'm begging you! Just be good and let them treat you!"

Ichthys and I peek our heads around the corner and peer into the room to see the young boy Ken, and a woman we can only guess is his mother, arguing with him.

"Even if you treat me, my legs are never going to get any better!" Ken yells.

The nurse finally breaks up the argument with a huff. "Enough, Ken. It's time for your medicine anyway..."

"This is stupid!" He spits. "I'm not taking any medicine!"

Ichthys tugs at my arm like an excited child. "Oooh! There he goes, there he goes!"

I peek my head in a bit further, not thinking it would attract much attention however, I accidently lock eyes with the child.

He glares. "What's your problem?! Quit staring!"

Out of anger, he picks up a ball from the pile of toys near his bed and chucks it at us.

"Whoa!" I gasp, flinching back, eyes widening, waiting for the hard plastic to make a dent in my face.

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