Zoey's P.O.V
" So let's play would you rather!" I said to Mike as we waited for our food.
" Sure. Would you rather be naked on international TV or get bit by a alligator, on your head!" Mike said.
" That's a hard one. I guess I'll go with being naked. Would you rather eat a hobo's sock or spend the night in an old house. "
" SOCK!" Mike yelled.
I laughed then turned to see our waiter with good looking food in his hand. But while he was walking to our table I noticed so odd liquid on the floor where he was about to step. I was about to yell until he slipped and dropped the silver plate right onto Mike's head.
" Oh my goodness!" The waiter said running over to Mike and wiping the food off of him.
" Seriously?!" I yelled in annoyance. I began wiping food off of Mike too. Then I looked closer at Mike, he was not moving, his eyes were closed and he had a huge knot on his forehead.
" Mike?! Ca-can you hear me?! MIKE?!" I was freaking out. I didn't know that it had knocked him out. Oh lord. Oh lord. Oh lord. What am I going to do? Right away I pulled out my phone and dialed 911. I told them that my boyfriend got a plate dumped onto his head and that he's not moving. They arrived 4 minutes after I called. Mike was rushed into the ambulance and I rode beside him on the way to the hospital, grasping his hand, squeezing it tighter and tighter every time the siren blared in my ear.
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Mal?! Or Mike...
FanficMike's been acting strange. Not himself lately. Zoey and some of the cast from Total Drama the 6th just wanted to throw a little party, but people keep getting hurt and they don't know who's doing it. Read to find out!
