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It's a lazy day at the hospital. ER is pretty calm today, only some minor injuries and sicknesses.
One guy managed to get his hand stuck in a mug and came to them because he didn't want to smash it.
Said something about how it was his girlfriend's favorite?
Well, they got his hand out and it was so far the most exciting thing that happened today.
Morally, he should hope it stays that way. But deep inside he wants something to happen.
Something big that will leave the whole staff talking about it for weeks.
But it's L'manburg, nothing ever happens here.
It's 1 p.m. which means lunch break. Wilbur is on his way to the cafeteria, where his co-workers are waiting for him.
After passing the glass door he can already see a mop of ginger hair. It's hard to miss it, the interns hair is as bright as the sun. He made his way to the table in the middle of the room.
"Hey Fundy" Wilbur greets his friend "what are you complaining about now?"
"I'm not complaining! I'm simply stating an opinion! Even better, that opinion is FACTS!"
Niki, who is sitting at the table, silently giggles at her friends antics.
"Oh come on, nothing you ever say is true, I don't know how you can even diagnose people at this point" Wilbur retorted.
"What even are you talking about?"
All the table occupants froze at the question.
Will looked at Niki, trying to get some answer but the woman avoided his gaze.
"Ah, nothing you have to worry your big head about Will" Fundy replied.
"I do NOT HAVE A BIG HEAD"
The two breathed a sigh of relief at the topic change.
Not for long though, because as soon as everyone forgot about the conversation, Quackity stormed into the cafeteria.
And he didn't look to be having a good day.
"Odio a este niño" The man stomped his feet as he made his way over to the table.
"Oh no" Niki whispered to her self, already knowing why the man is in a bad mood.
"I hate him, I hate him, I hate HIM" Quackity was murmuring, while sitting down heavily on the only chair left.
"Oh and what got YOU in such a bad mood" Wilbur asked smugly, looking at his friend.
Both Fundy and Niki, who were behind Will, were sending alarming looks to Quackity, doing the ' don't talk about it' and ' leave it' signals with their hands.
Too bad Quackity is can't read social cues.
"OH, I'll TELL YOU ALRIGHT. There's this fuckin' kid, right?" Wilbur leaned in with interest."I was only there to give him some fuckin' pain meds and this kid goes 'Mum, can we change the nurse, I don't like him'. And then his father kicked me out of the room?!??"
Wilbur tried to stifle his laugh but failed miserably.
"Don't you dare laugh! If it's so funny then how about YOU go and be his nurse!"
"I can't be his nurse Quackity" Wilbur replied
"Wanna know why? Cause I'm a doctor"
The younger man looked about ready to tackle the older to the ground.
And that's what he did. Or maybe tried to.
Quackity was in Will's face, clearly pissed off. Wilbur was just looking back at him with a dumb smile on his face.
"Oh it's so funny to see you all so pissy about this brat" the older laughed "No matter who I talk to, they always complain about him. I guess I'm just better than all of you and I don't have to deal with him"
Wilbur was so preoccupied with his speech that he didn't notice when Quacikty stepped back, no longer trying to fight him.
He didn't notice Niki's eyes going wide and Fundy slumping in his seat.
He only stopped talking when he heard a deep voice behind him.
"Soot. To my office, now"
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The office chair was really comfy. The walls were pearl white, there were blue accents here and there and Wilbur is definitely not about to be fired for shit-mouthing a patient, nu-uh.
Sitting oppostive of him was Techno Blade, the Hospital's CEO and his father's best friend.
Wil fucked up really bad.
Whatever he says right now can be turned against him. Techno knew him since Wilbur was little so he knows every tiny detail about him and his family life. What Techno Blade hears, his father will hear too.
"What were you thinking?! You can't just talk about a patient like that!" He yelled "What if his parents were near? The hospital's reputation would be ruined!"
Now that's what confused Wilbur.
"How would it be ruined? One bad review wouldn't be the end of the world..."
Techno looked him in the eyes, with the most horrified and serious face he has ever seen.
"Wilbur, these people aren't some normal family. The boy's father is best friend of L'manburgs president. He's his right hand man. One bad word from him and our hospital is gone. Do you understand the seriousness of this situation?"
"I- I didn't know..."
Tomathy Innes, right hand man of President Schlatt and owner of the biggest chain of tailor shops in the country. He's happily married and has one child, Thomas Innes, who is sitting in the ER right now, waiting for a nurse.
He fucked up big time.