02-28-2016, 08:04 PM
Dr. McNinja unplugged his Communicator from the Recall Station.
“So… now I can just teleport back here whenever I want?” the doctor inquired.
“Sorta,” the assistant Marill chirped, “But it takes a while for the recall to work. Give it, maybe, five to ten minutes?”
“Still, beats riding Yoshi everywhere,” Doc thought, “I could put this to good use.”
The Communicator (which was essentially just an iPhone) beeped pleasantly in his hand, noting that the Recall Station at Ambrosia had been registered. Dr. McNinja tapped on the apps and explored with it, now that he finally had a chance to look at it more closely. He had already registered Nurse Matilda’s number, in case something interesting happened.
He had set up shop in Ambrosia for the span of approximately 20 minutes when he got his first call.
The rat-nurse’s voice scratched through the speaker. “Is this Dr. Ninja?”
“McNinja,” the doctor replied. He started strolling back down the cobblestone streets towards the medical tent. “And yes.”
“Good to know this thing works. We’ve got a situation out in Gumball Valley."
"Sounds like a dentist thing. Is it a dentist thing?"
"No."
"I can do dentist things."
"No, it's a-" Matilda paused. "It's a ninja thing."
"Oh," Doc replied, "I can do that too."
"Some weeks ago, a potential ally of Ambrosia, and a personal friend named Princess Bubblegum was working on an immortality drug.”
“Oh, dear,” Doc grumbled, “Are there zombies?”
“Candy zombies.” Nurse Matilda hesitated. “How’d you know?”
”I've seen it before,” Doc muttered.
"Well, the issue was more or less resolved when Princess Bubblegum revised her formula to account for the hypoglemic symptoms associated with zombiosis."
"I said I've seen it before," Doc groaned.
"Hey!" Matilda snapped, "I'm trying to give you a mission over here! You'd do well to listen to what I'm saying, you nonsensical dunce!"
Dr. McNinja recoiled and whimpered, "Yes, ma'am."
"And don't you get sassy with me," the nurse grumbled, "Anyways, smart-ass, if you're so clever, you'll know what to do. Some straggling candy zombies are harassing Tootsie Town."
"Tootsie Town?" Doc snickered, "They called it Tootsie Town?"
Matilda glared at Dr. McNinja. The phone only processed audio, but that didn't stop Dr. McNinja from somehow hearing the glare.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Your job," Nurse Matilda sighed, "You are to go and find Princess Bubblegum, who knows the formula for the cure. She is already on her way to Tootsie Town. I've already texted you the coordinates."
"Thanks," Doc sighed, then hung up. He was now at the stable by the city gates. The old man he talked to earlier was snoring unpleasantly. He had somehow managed to remain comfortably supine, balancing himself on the edge of the stool and the stable wall. A cartoonish bubble expanded and shrank, attached to the man's nose. In all his years of medical practice, Doc had never seen something more anatomically bizarre. And he had seen three-headed gorilla zombies with epilepsy posing as vampires in college. Dr. McNinja cleared his throat, getting the attention of the stablemaster, who literally popped his bubble with a sharp, awakening snore.
"Yer wantin yer dinosaur?" the stablemaster inquired sleepily.
"I'm wantin me dinosaur," Doc replied.
Yoshi trotted out of the stable, jaw suspiciously bloody.
"B'n feedin her w'ever I could fine," the old man grumbled, "She has a helluven appetite."
"Don't I know it," Doc muttered back, remembering the dozens of ninja druggies she chewed back in Rayner's manor.
"B'seein ye," the stablemaster groaned before slipping back into his previous position. The nose bubble swelled again Yoshi cooed happily as she licked her lips and nuzzled Dr. McNinja with her bloodied snout. Doc smiled.
"I like it here, too," Doc smiled, "Now, if we want to stay here longer... We have to go help some candy people."
"Skree!" *
* "Dude, I am a full-grown velociraptor. You don't have to talk to me like a baby."
"And it's gonna be scary. There's gonna be mean people-"
"Skrawww!" **
** "It'd actually be more helpful if you were to just tell me who we're going to fight."
"But I'll protect you, okay?"
Yoshi rolled her eyes and kneeled. Dr. McNinja swung his leg over Yoshi's back and patted her neck.
"Ready?"
"Skraw."
"Let's go rescue Tootsie Town."
Yoshi screeched, as if to announce the city of Ambrosia that she'd try to be back before dinner, but that if she were late, the city should start eating supper without her, since, after all, traffic could be especially bad in the evenings. She then sprinted off into the distance.
"Yoshi, I don't think running as fast as you can will be productive."
"SCRAWW"
"Well, you're gonna get tired, soon, aren't you?"
"SCRAWW"
"I don't know why I'm talking to you, I don't understand what you're saying."
They set off once more into the woods.
“So… now I can just teleport back here whenever I want?” the doctor inquired.
“Sorta,” the assistant Marill chirped, “But it takes a while for the recall to work. Give it, maybe, five to ten minutes?”
“Still, beats riding Yoshi everywhere,” Doc thought, “I could put this to good use.”
The Communicator (which was essentially just an iPhone) beeped pleasantly in his hand, noting that the Recall Station at Ambrosia had been registered. Dr. McNinja tapped on the apps and explored with it, now that he finally had a chance to look at it more closely. He had already registered Nurse Matilda’s number, in case something interesting happened.
He had set up shop in Ambrosia for the span of approximately 20 minutes when he got his first call.
The rat-nurse’s voice scratched through the speaker. “Is this Dr. Ninja?”
“McNinja,” the doctor replied. He started strolling back down the cobblestone streets towards the medical tent. “And yes.”
“Good to know this thing works. We’ve got a situation out in Gumball Valley."
"Sounds like a dentist thing. Is it a dentist thing?"
"No."
"I can do dentist things."
"No, it's a-" Matilda paused. "It's a ninja thing."
"Oh," Doc replied, "I can do that too."
"Some weeks ago, a potential ally of Ambrosia, and a personal friend named Princess Bubblegum was working on an immortality drug.”
“Oh, dear,” Doc grumbled, “Are there zombies?”
“Candy zombies.” Nurse Matilda hesitated. “How’d you know?”
”I've seen it before,” Doc muttered.
"Well, the issue was more or less resolved when Princess Bubblegum revised her formula to account for the hypoglemic symptoms associated with zombiosis."
"I said I've seen it before," Doc groaned.
"Hey!" Matilda snapped, "I'm trying to give you a mission over here! You'd do well to listen to what I'm saying, you nonsensical dunce!"
Dr. McNinja recoiled and whimpered, "Yes, ma'am."
"And don't you get sassy with me," the nurse grumbled, "Anyways, smart-ass, if you're so clever, you'll know what to do. Some straggling candy zombies are harassing Tootsie Town."
"Tootsie Town?" Doc snickered, "They called it Tootsie Town?"
Matilda glared at Dr. McNinja. The phone only processed audio, but that didn't stop Dr. McNinja from somehow hearing the glare.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Your job," Nurse Matilda sighed, "You are to go and find Princess Bubblegum, who knows the formula for the cure. She is already on her way to Tootsie Town. I've already texted you the coordinates."
"Thanks," Doc sighed, then hung up. He was now at the stable by the city gates. The old man he talked to earlier was snoring unpleasantly. He had somehow managed to remain comfortably supine, balancing himself on the edge of the stool and the stable wall. A cartoonish bubble expanded and shrank, attached to the man's nose. In all his years of medical practice, Doc had never seen something more anatomically bizarre. And he had seen three-headed gorilla zombies with epilepsy posing as vampires in college. Dr. McNinja cleared his throat, getting the attention of the stablemaster, who literally popped his bubble with a sharp, awakening snore.
"Yer wantin yer dinosaur?" the stablemaster inquired sleepily.
"I'm wantin me dinosaur," Doc replied.
Yoshi trotted out of the stable, jaw suspiciously bloody.
"B'n feedin her w'ever I could fine," the old man grumbled, "She has a helluven appetite."
"Don't I know it," Doc muttered back, remembering the dozens of ninja druggies she chewed back in Rayner's manor.
"B'seein ye," the stablemaster groaned before slipping back into his previous position. The nose bubble swelled again Yoshi cooed happily as she licked her lips and nuzzled Dr. McNinja with her bloodied snout. Doc smiled.
"I like it here, too," Doc smiled, "Now, if we want to stay here longer... We have to go help some candy people."
"Skree!" *
* "Dude, I am a full-grown velociraptor. You don't have to talk to me like a baby."
"And it's gonna be scary. There's gonna be mean people-"
"Skrawww!" **
** "It'd actually be more helpful if you were to just tell me who we're going to fight."
"But I'll protect you, okay?"
Yoshi rolled her eyes and kneeled. Dr. McNinja swung his leg over Yoshi's back and patted her neck.
"Ready?"
"Skraw."
"Let's go rescue Tootsie Town."
Yoshi screeched, as if to announce the city of Ambrosia that she'd try to be back before dinner, but that if she were late, the city should start eating supper without her, since, after all, traffic could be especially bad in the evenings. She then sprinted off into the distance.
"Yoshi, I don't think running as fast as you can will be productive."
"SCRAWW"
"Well, you're gonna get tired, soon, aren't you?"
"SCRAWW"
"I don't know why I'm talking to you, I don't understand what you're saying."
They set off once more into the woods.
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Odd hours. Call for appointment.