Spike crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow as Coco and Buzz looked on over his shoulder. "Where do you think you're going?" he asked.
Theodore squeaked and shrunk behind the wheelchair. Alvin blinked quickly and bared his teeth in a wide, toothy, almost-too-innocent-to-be-true grin. "We were taking a stroll?" he fibbed. "Through the hospital?"
"Peeking into every room isn't what I'd call an everday stroll," Spike replied. "That, and I thought you had a phobia of hospitals, Alvin."
"Hospitals aren't the problem; it's doctors and needles that give me the creeps."
"That aside, why are you out of your room? Theodore's hands still need to heal and you still can't walk. I told you to rest."
Alvin crossed his arms and frowned back. "It's been two days since I came to, four since Theodore did, and Simon's still not up, nor have you told us where he is," he argued. "Considering I'm not the one to sit still and wait, I plan on finding out where you futuristic nutbrains hid him, and I ain't gonna rest til I find him." He looked at THeodore and pointed down thehallway. "Step on it, THeo!"
Without hesitation, Theodore pushed against the wheelchair as hard as he could and ran down the corridor towards the grownups. As he dashed by, Coco leaped out of the way and Buzz fell backwards into Spike's arms with a yelp.
"Sorryyyy!" Theodore apologized as he turned down another hallway.
Don't worry, SImon's fine. I'll point that out now.
Ending of the first story I had for the KICS/Munks Crossover. First time I drew a wheelchair too. :3 The bruises are a little bright, but at the moment, I couldn't care less. I need to catch a bus now XD
Alvin, Theodore (c) Bagdasarian Sr.
art (c) KicsterAsh
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