Daddy Dearest

Nurse Lingus was seated in a recliner aiming her remote control wand at the fuzzy image on the big screen television across the room. She had been growing increasingly fed up with the shoddy reception that she was getting on this television, and her aggravation only increased now that her favorite soaps were playing. As if all of that annoyance wasn’t enough to have her climbing the walls, Nurse Lingus also had to contend with the disturbing ruckus being kept up by Dr. Stuffinfuzz’s constant fumbling around on the stack of shelves that lined the wall at her back.

“Will you go up there and do something about this reception already!” she turned around in the seat and yelled back to him. “I’m gonna miss my show!”

Her words were quickly followed up by the thunderous calamity of a pile of objects raining down to the floor. Apparently her unexpected blaring tone managed to startle the doctor who was, at present, residing on the top rung of a large step ladder as he scoured the high shelves. After watching the armload of articles that he had been trying to balance go falling down toward his feet and beyond Dr. Stuffinfuzz turned an intensely glaring eye in the nurse’s direction.

“Damn it, you annoying little minx! I told you never to yell at me while I’m working. Go up and fix the damn antennae yourself. I’m busy.”

Nurse Lingus scrunched up her lips at him just before rising from her seat and heading over in the direction of the spilled mess. She kicked through the scattering of notebooks and folders that littered the floor beneath the ladder. “I take it all of this crap has something to do with your big comeback.” Nurse Lingus reached down, grabbed up some of the notebooks, and flipped through some of the handwritten pages. “What sort of hijinks do you have up your sleazy little sleeve this time?”

Dr. Stuffinfuzz gathered up some of the work that had fell at his feet and struggled to hold them all together as he stumbled down the steps towards her. “The people of Strokerville are in desperate need of a lesson in regards to the consequences of their pesky meddling. And how fitting is it that the one so suited to dole out such a well deserved punishment be the first to taste the repercussions of my wrath?” he said as he reached the bottom rung of the staircase and continued on past her clutching his jumbled work together in his crossed arms.

Nurse Lingus looked back at the sinisterly chuckling man moving by her and then dropped her eyes back down to the papers that she held that were scribbled over with a broad collection of chemistry formulas.