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"Perfect, you." Gabe pointed at Kanie. I wanted to scream "NO FUCK NO SHE IS NOT OPERATING ON ME" but there was a horrible pain in my lung.

"IT'S RUDE TO POINT SIRRRR." Kanie pointed back. I giggled on the inside~ Fuck, mind.

"Whatever, just opera-"

"FUCK NO I'M RETARDED." This is trufax.

"YOU'RE A GOOD SURGEON NOW GO GET SOME ANESTHETIC BEFORE RUBY KNOCKS ME INTO A COMA." LET'S TRY IT OUT~

Kanie smiled like a whore. "No, I'll wait."

At first I had no idea what was going on, but then I figured it out. DOCTOR'S ORDERS~ And I punched him right in the face.

"Ow! What the-" He finally got off of me. FREEDOM~

"Aghh…" Kanie's smirk quickly drifted away, looking at me. Then a sensation like having a scratchy throat, someone stabbing you in the lung, and a fit of coughing started. I clutched my throat.

I could feel blood rising into my mouth and the coughing fits didn't stop, and then I collapsed.

I heard Kanie's footsteps but I didn't see her. I couldn't really see anything.

And then I blacked out completely.
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Mmm~

"Good morning~ It is October 5th, 1973. How do you feel?" A woman's voice said.

"Eh… what? Nineteen- what?" I rubbed my eyes weakly. I swear I wasn't 47 years old...

"YOU DIED AND CAME BACK TO LIFE. Just kidding." Kanie's face became a little clear.

Ahh, death sounds nice... "I'm confused," I mumbled. "Good night."

"Good morning." She needs to cut the crap...

"Shut up. Why are you even here?"

"I operated on you, you ungrateful ass." What is she saying? That whore didn't operate on me.

I rolled over to look at her, a tugging sensation on my lung. "Fuck you, I'm not an ass. You are. Liar."

"Hm?"

"You didn't operate on me." I scowled as best I could, given I couldn't open my eyes all the way.

She yawned tiredly. "Whatever, man. You're alive and awake. My job is done."

"See you, asshole." I closed my eyes again, shutting her out as best I could.

"Sweet dreams, Ruby." The door clicked shut.
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So...tired...don't wanna...work...

Miss Rossellini, don't you dare fall asleep.

Eh? Oh...sure thing, Professor Sartre.

I mean it.

Mmhm.

Repeat what I just said.

You said something about...I don't know...blood?

...This is med school. Of course I said something about blood.

Hey! I was right! Woo~

Nope.

Crap.

I said that this disease produces hemorrhaging from all over the body. Now, write.

My pencil broke.

You're using a pen.

YEAH, SO?

-Chuckle- You're lucky I'm not a strict teacher.

So, you don't hate me?

Sure I do.

THAT'S SO MEAN.

I was kidding.

Oh. OH, I GET IT~

Ha, yeah...right.

Are you saying this disease attacks other harmful viruses in the body?

Yes...

Jeez, that's like, a super disease. Like AIDS.

Not that kind of super, I hope.

Ohoho~
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I woke up surprisingly early. 4:30 am. That dream with my old college professor was...weird. It reminded me of something...

To~mato, mato~mato, tomato-mato pareedo~ Miwaku no sekai e,

Kanie came in.

TSUITEKURUNAYO KONO YARO!

"Get out," I snapped.

She sat at the desk by my bed. She makes me so mad I just...I just wanna...spit. "Ptooi."

"You're blood tastes like cherry."

"What the fuck?"

"It does. Just kidding." She "just kidding"'s me a lot... She wiped my spit off her coat. Damn, I missed her face...ohoho~ FUCK, MIND.

"Get away from me, you freak." I slid toward her and kicked her in the shoulder with my bare foot. Oh god, wait...who dressed me. FFUUU--

"Whatever." She hesitated. "… I bought you something to make you feel better."

"It had better not be pocky or some shit like that." I glared at her flatly.

"Yes it is. Just kidding." There she goes again...

I frowned. "Stop that."

"Well, I thought you'd like it." She pulled out a miniature Prussia figurine and placed it on the desk, then walked out.

Her light footsteps actually sounded happy for once.

I stared at mini Gilbert for a minute. "AHHHHHHHHHH~" NOW it feels right. A good fangirl scream makes everything better~

"ORESAMAAAA~~~~~" I screeched and weakly reached for him.

"Fuck...FUCK. I CAN'T REACH YOUR VITAL REGIONS! GAAKJDHKUWOIUOIWYRUIHDKJAHNC" I totally could've just rolled closer, but I'm lazy.

"GILBIRRRRD FLY MR. BEILSCHMIDT OVER THIS AWAY~"

...

"DAMN IT, I THOUGHT YOU OBEYED."

I reached for Prussia and picked him up, petting his head.

"D'aww...those damn Hetalia directors should've made you a more popular character..."

Then CR walked in. "GAH IT'S HUNGARY AND HER FRYING PAN FUCK RUN AWA--ohit'syou."

He looked at me weird, then continued to sit at the desk. "I see Kanie gave you your present."

"Ohohoyes~" I pet Gilbird.

"Uh...why are you petting that bird."

"DON'T DISRESPECT GILBIRD."

"Jesus, calm down." He chuckled.

"WHY ;A;"

"Well, you just had surgery. On a major disease."

"Ohisee."

"Kanie did good, huh?"

"Kaniedidwhut."

"Kanie operated on you."

"Pfffft boy don't play~" I said in a generic gangsta woman voice.

"She did."

"I bet she stabbed me in the lung."

"She tried extremely hard not to." He smirked.

"Shocker~"

"Well, I have to go now..." A guard looked into the room impatiently.

"Ja ne~"

"Ehwhat?"

"See ya. It's Japanese."

"Oh I see." He smiled and left.
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Later on I got extremely bored of laying in bed for hours, staring at Prussia. (The laying in bed got boring, I could stare at Prussia for days~)

I jumped out of bed wobbly and held myself steady. I ripped out my IV. "Fuck that shit, I'm a doctor, bitch." I said aloud.

I wondered around in my hospital gown. I ended up walking past the conference room and decided to go in.

"WAZZAAAAP~" I said to Kanie, who was watching anime.

"Uh, shouldn't you be resting?" She looked me up and down, stopping at my boob area for a minute then shaking her head clear.

"I got bored."

"Well, shouldn't you at least have rolled your IV stuff with you?"

"Oh. Uh. I ripped it out."

She sighed. "I don't think you realize how hard it is to get an IV into you. You're like a 3 year old when it comes to that."

"HEY, I'M A DOCTOR, BIATCH."

"That doesn't mean you're a superhuman. I mean, you contracted a disease and nearly died."

"WHAT YES IT DOES." I totally ignored that part about becoming diseased.

She bit her lip impatiently and typed rapidly on her laptop. The noise of the keys rang in my ears. "Well, if you're gonna be like that, just don't go out playing in the freeway."

"Oh I won't, I'll make sure Prussia watches over me." I lightly punched my chest with my fist twice, kissed my fingers, and held up and peace sign to the cieling. "That one's for you, Gil."

She laughed. "So you like your present?"

"DID YOU NOT HEAR ME FANGIRL SCREAM?"

"Oh I did." She smirked at me.

I laughed a little then realized I was actually talking to Kanie...nicely. Or at least nicely enough.

"Well, go see Gabe...I'm sure he wants to see how you're doing."

Actually, after beating him like I did, I'm sure he's become scared of me..."Ok, that'll do~"

I walked off with an evil grin on my face, following the smell of trash and tobacco.

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"Perfect, you." Gabe pointed at Kanie. I wanted to scream "NO FUCK NO SHE IS NOT OPERATING ON ME" but there was a horrible pain in my lung.

"IT'S RUDE TO POINT SIRRRR." Kanie pointed back. I giggled on the inside~ Fuck, mind.

"Whatever, just opera-"

"FUCK NO I'M RETARDED." This is trufax.

"YOU'RE A GOOD SURGEON NOW GO GET SOME ANESTHETIC BEFORE RUBY KNOCKS ME INTO A COMA." LET'S TRY IT OUT~

Kanie smiled like a whore. "No, I'll wait."

At first I had no idea what was going on, but then I figured it out. DOCTOR'S ORDERS~ And I punched him right in the face.

"Ow! What the-" He finally got off of me. FREEDOM~

"Aghh…" Kanie's smirk quickly drifted away, looking at me. Then a sensation like having a scratchy throat, someone stabbing you in the lung, and a fit of coughing started. I clutched my throat.

I could feel blood rising into my mouth and the coughing fits didn't stop, and then I collapsed.

I heard Kanie's footsteps but I didn't see her. I couldn't really see anything.

And then I blacked out completely.
_______________________________________________

Mmm~

"Good morning~ It is October 5th, 1973. How do you feel?" A woman's voice said.

"Eh… what? Nineteen- what?" I rubbed my eyes weakly. I swear I wasn't 47 years old...

"YOU DIED AND CAME BACK TO LIFE. Just kidding." Kanie's face became a little clear.

Ahh, death sounds nice... "I'm confused," I mumbled. "Good night."

"Good morning." She needs to cut the crap...

"Shut up. Why are you even here?"

"I operated on you, you ungrateful ass." What is she saying? That whore didn't operate on me.

I rolled over to look at her, a tugging sensation on my lung. "Fuck you, I'm not an ass. You are. Liar."

"Hm?"

"You didn't operate on me." I scowled as best I could, given I couldn't open my eyes all the way.

She yawned tiredly. "Whatever, man. You're alive and awake. My job is done."

"See you, asshole." I closed my eyes again, shutting her out as best I could.

"Sweet dreams, Ruby." The door clicked shut.
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So...tired...don't wanna...work...

Miss Rossellini, don't you dare fall asleep.

Eh? Oh...sure thing, Professor Sartre.

I mean it.

Mmhm.

Repeat what I just said.

You said something about...I don't know...blood?

...This is med school. Of course I said something about blood.

Hey! I was right! Woo~

Nope.

Crap.

I said that this disease produces hemorrhaging from all over the body. Now, write.

My pencil broke.

You're using a pen.

YEAH, SO?

-Chuckle- You're lucky I'm not a strict teacher.

So, you don't hate me?

Sure I do.

THAT'S SO MEAN.

I was kidding.

Oh. OH, I GET IT~

Ha, yeah...right.

Are you saying this disease attacks other harmful viruses in the body?

Yes...

Jeez, that's like, a super disease. Like AIDS.

Not that kind of super, I hope.

Ohoho~
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I woke up surprisingly early. 4:30 am. That dream with my old college professor was...weird. It reminded me of something...

To~mato, mato~mato, tomato-mato pareedo~ Miwaku no sekai e,

Kanie came in.

TSUITEKURUNAYO KONO YARO!

"Get out," I snapped.

She sat at the desk by my bed. She makes me so mad I just...I just wanna...spit. "Ptooi."

"You're blood tastes like cherry."

"What the fuck?"

"It does. Just kidding." She "just kidding"'s me a lot... She wiped my spit off her coat. Damn, I missed her face...ohoho~ FUCK, MIND.

"Get away from me, you freak." I slid toward her and kicked her in the shoulder with my bare foot. Oh god, wait...who dressed me. FFUUU--

"Whatever." She hesitated. "… I bought you something to make you feel better."

"It had better not be pocky or some shit like that." I glared at her flatly.

"Yes it is. Just kidding." There she goes again...

I frowned. "Stop that."

"Well, I thought you'd like it." She pulled out a miniature Prussia figurine and placed it on the desk, then walked out.

Her light footsteps actually sounded happy for once.

I stared at mini Gilbert for a minute. "AHHHHHHHHHH~" NOW it feels right. A good fangirl scream makes everything better~

"ORESAMAAAA~~~~~" I screeched and weakly reached for him.

"Fuck...FUCK. I CAN'T REACH YOUR VITAL REGIONS! GAAKJDHKUWOIUOIWYRUIHDKJAHNC" I totally could've just rolled closer, but I'm lazy.

"GILBIRRRRD FLY MR. BEILSCHMIDT OVER THIS AWAY~"

...

"DAMN IT, I THOUGHT YOU OBEYED."

I reached for Prussia and picked him up, petting his head.

"D'aww...those damn Hetalia directors should've made you a more popular character..."

Then CR walked in. "GAH IT'S HUNGARY AND HER FRYING PAN FUCK RUN AWA--ohit'syou."

He looked at me weird, then continued to sit at the desk. "I see Kanie gave you your present."

"Ohohoyes~" I pet Gilbird.

"Uh...why are you petting that bird."

"DON'T DISRESPECT GILBIRD."

"Jesus, calm down." He chuckled.

"WHY ;A;"

"Well, you just had surgery. On a major disease."

"Ohisee."

"Kanie did good, huh?"

"Kaniedidwhut."

"Kanie operated on you."

"Pfffft boy don't play~" I said in a generic gangsta woman voice.

"She did."

"I bet she stabbed me in the lung."

"She tried extremely hard not to." He smirked.

"Shocker~"

"Well, I have to go now..." A guard looked into the room impatiently.

"Ja ne~"

"Ehwhat?"

"See ya. It's Japanese."

"Oh I see." He smiled and left.
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Later on I got extremely bored of laying in bed for hours, staring at Prussia. (The laying in bed got boring, I could stare at Prussia for days~)

I jumped out of bed wobbly and held myself steady. I ripped out my IV. "Fuck that shit, I'm a doctor, bitch." I said aloud.

I wondered around in my hospital gown. I ended up walking past the conference room and decided to go in.

"WAZZAAAAP~" I said to Kanie, who was watching anime.

"Uh, shouldn't you be resting?" She looked me up and down, stopping at my boob area for a minute then shaking her head clear.

"I got bored."

"Well, shouldn't you at least have rolled your IV stuff with you?"

"Oh. Uh. I ripped it out."

She sighed. "I don't think you realize how hard it is to get an IV into you. You're like a 3 year old when it comes to that."

"HEY, I'M A DOCTOR, BIATCH."

"That doesn't mean you're a superhuman. I mean, you contracted a disease and nearly died."

"WHAT YES IT DOES." I totally ignored that part about becoming diseased.

She bit her lip impatiently and typed rapidly on her laptop. The noise of the keys rang in my ears. "Well, if you're gonna be like that, just don't go out playing in the freeway."

"Oh I won't, I'll make sure Prussia watches over me." I lightly punched my chest with my fist twice, kissed my fingers, and held up and peace sign to the cieling. "That one's for you, Gil."

She laughed. "So you like your present?"

"DID YOU NOT HEAR ME FANGIRL SCREAM?"

"Oh I did." She smirked at me.

I laughed a little then realized I was actually talking to Kanie...nicely. Or at least nicely enough.

"Well, go see Gabe...I'm sure he wants to see how you're doing."

Actually, after beating him like I did, I'm sure he's become scared of me..."Ok, that'll do~"

I walked off with an evil grin on my face, following the smell of trash and tobacco.