Ichthys, The Mischievious Trickster: Story 6

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A Few Days Later...

Ichthys keeps his promise. That weekend, we visit Ken in the hospital together. Walking down the white hallways that smell of iodoform, we pass by many rooms. Occupied by patients, and it makes me uncomfortable.

"I told you, I'm not doin' physical therapy!" We hear Ken shouting from his room. "It's stupid! I'm never going to able to play tennis again, no matter what!"

We make it outside of Ken's room, looking in to see the nurse trying and calm him down, to talk to him, but Ken, being stubborn, refuses.

Ichthys sighs. "Looks like he's the same as ever."

I look at the young boy. "He's just really upset. I'm sure giving up on something that he loves is the last thing he ever wanted to do."

When the nurse leaves, we walk into Ken's hospital room.

"Hi, Ken..." I wave to him.

"Hey, problem child!" Ichthys greets.

Ken looks surprised to see us. "You guys..." His expression forms into an angry one. "What are you doing here?! Come to get back at me for last time?!"

I shake my head and walk a bit closer, quickly looking to see if he has anything close to him he could throw. "No, in fact, we've been worried, right?" I look at Ichthys.

"Are you being bad again? Acting like that isn't fun for anyone." Ichthys holds a kindness in his tone.

"What's it to you?!" Ken shouts.

Ichthys sighs again. "Look at it this way...is it fun for you to see the sad, troubled faces people make when you act up?"

Ken's furrows his eyebrows as he listens.

Ichthys continues. "It might make you feel better for a minute, but you probably feel sad later. Am I right?"

Ken looks down at the ground, still remaining silent.

I try to read Ken, trying to get a grasp on what he might be thinking.

"So, do something gun instead!" Ichthys says excitedly.

"Something...fun?" Ken repeats.

"Throwing rackets and balls like you did before could get someone hurt."

"You got that right..." I mumble.

"So, why not do something fun that'll make you and the person your talking to smile?" Ichthys shows Ken a big smile.

"Why do I have to do that?" Ken snaps.

Ichthys kneels down to Ken's level, poking him gently on the chest. "So you can have fun everyday like you used to."

Ken takes a moment to think. "Like I used to..."

Ichthys jumps up with excitement. "How about pulling a prank that'd make everyone laugh. Doesn't that sound fun?"

Ken eyes widen with interest. "A prank?"

"A prank?" I repeat.

"How about it? Wanna try?" Ichthys asks, nudging Ken in the arm.

Ken shakes his head furiously. "No way!"

I cross my arms. "Man, your stubborn."

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