Medical Mysteries

Paige: Hey, sis, how's it... you ok? What's up with your hand?

Monica: Oh, hi. Yeah, I'm ok. It's my wrist actually. RB had to do a little surgery. It's ok now, see? You can barely see the scar.

Paige: Surgery!? My god, what happened?

Monica: Nothing! Really, I'm ok. You remember CoverDoll? Well I think all that posing really did a number on my wrist. It just got looser and looser with every photo shoot we did after that. After we got back from Japan I found I just didn't have the strength to hold it still anymore.

Paige: But surgery? RB is no surgeon, let me tell you. He can barely take care of his own headaches.

Monica: He did fine. Really fine. He talked with the folks over at Abyss and they told him what he needed to do. Didn't seem like a big deal. Oh, you should have seen him. He was so cute! We held hands while he figured out where he needed to cut, cleaned up the spot with some rubbing alcohol, and then he got out the knife. He was so nervous, but once he decided to do it, he was all "Ok, let's do this this. Ready? On three. One... Two..." and then he cut. 

Paige: Gasp Oh my god. He didn't. I'd kill him if he did that to me.

Monica: Yep, he did. Surprised me, all right. He found the bolt right off, though.

Paige: So it's feeling better now?

Monica: Yeah. Once he figured out the right sized socket wrench he slipped it in, a couple small turns, and tightened it right up. Now I can hold things again. A little glue, a little powder after it dried to get rid of the glossy look, and I'm right as rain.

Paige: Huh. How right is rain, anyway?

Monica: Uhm, good question. No idea. Hey, you remember watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer?

Paige: Oh, yeah. Faith and her "five by five". What was up with that?

Monica: Not a clue. But god I loved that show. Oh, hey, now that I'm thinking about it, how is RB doing with those headaches? Didn't seem bothered by it when he was working on me.

Paige: Not bad at all. He thinks the problem is just stress. It seems to have eased off recently. But you know those doctors. They keep wanting to scan him to make sure. I'm not worried, though. And he seems to be having fun being poked and prodded.

Monica: Grrr... We should be the only ones doing the poking and prodding.

Paige: Oh, stop that. You know him. He's fascinated by all the technology. He seems to get off on all those things spinning around his head. Besides, it's about time he got checked out. He hadn't had a physical since he was a teenager. So far they haven't found a thing, and that's good.

Monica: Well, I'm still worried. Tell him to poke back at those doctors and get them to tell him something.

Paige: Will do, but only if you tell him he needs to meditate more. If life is getting to him, he needs to learn to calm down.

Monica: I've been trying! But hey, is it my fault he'd rather stay in bed with us dolls than get up in the morning and do that deep breathing thing he does?

Paige: Uhm, that would be a yes?

Monica: Oh. Well, I guess I better do something about that.

Paige: Why yes, yes you should. Or should I say, you shouldn't. Do something. With him, that is.

Monica: Uhm, yes, I suppose so. I'll get right on that. That not doing anything... thing. And doing something... you know, in the mornings. To get him up. Wait, that didn't come out right. I mean...

Paige: Stop right there, sis, before you give us all headaches. I think we all get it. Grin

Making Up

Paige: Hey, sis! You look like you're feeling better.

Monica: Oh yeah, I am. Grin

Paige: RB finally help you with that kimono?

Monica: Yep. It' was pretty sweet. Here, take a look.

Paige: Oh, wow. You look beautiful!

Monica: Smile Thank you! I see you're feeling better, too.

Paige: Yep, I am. Our friend Zoe was right. I love you sis. We're too sides of the same coin, after all, and that means RB belongs to both of us, and we both belong to him. Sorry I was so insensitive.

Paige and Monica: Hug!

Monica: Well, I love you too, Paige. Sniff  Uhm, hey, want to see more? There's more to the kimono. Take a look at the bow.

And there are shoes, too. But I can't believe they're meant for a human being to wear. The Japanese must have tiny, tiny feet. We just couldn't get them on.

Paige: That is so cool. I'm jealous. Smile

Monica: Heh. Well, that outfit you had was pretty killer, too. 

Paige: Thanks. That means a lot.

RB: Hey, you two. How's it going?

Paige: Oh, hi! Pretty good. We were just taking a look at the pictures of her kimono.

RB: Yeah, Monica looked really lovely. And sexy, of course.

Monica: Blush Thank you...

RB: Uhm, why do you two look so sheepish?

Paige: Well...

Monica: We were just talking. You know, girl stuff. Like how we feel. About each other... and you.

RB: Oh... I see. Well, don't let me disturb you. I can just go away...

Paige: Oh, don't you dare. You weren't disturbing us. I was just saying how much I love Monica and you.

Monica: Yeah, same here.

RB: Blush Well, I love you too, girls. 

Paige, Monica, and RB: Hug!

RB: Sniffle Uhm, well, I gotta go... you know... do something. You guys keep talking. See you later...

Paige: Geez, get gushy and boys always run away. Why is that?

Monica: They're just not in touch with their feelings. Poor guys. I feel sorry for them sometimes.

Paige: Speak for yourself. Boys just need to suck it up and deal. He just needs to get used to it, is all.

Monica: Well, I think we could help with that.

Paige: You know, I think you're right. You thinking what I'm thinking?

Monica: Evil Grin Yep, I think so. Shall we?

Paige: Yep, we shall. Well, folks, we having something we need to go do. See you all later!

Monica: Have a good day! I know we will. Smirk

Betrayal of the Heart

Monica: How could you do this to me?

RB: Monica, I'm sorry! I couldn't help myself.

Paige: Hey you two, what's all the yelling about?

Monica: You! You and... this beast. You're both against me! Grrr

RB: Paige, talk to your sister and talk some sense into her. We didn't do anything wrong.

Monica: But you promised me!

Paige: Sis, what's going on?

Monica: Like you don't know. This... man thing promised to help me with my kimono, and what does he do instead? He goes and buys you a new corset and skirt! And you! You model it for him! And I still haven't gotten to try on my kimono.

Paige: Oh... yeah, I'm sorry. It was just so pretty, I had to try it on.

RB: Yeah. When I saw it I just couldn't help myself. I had to get it.

Paige: And when he showed it to me... well, you know.

Monica: Well, I don't know! I have a kimono that I cannot put on by myself, and you two are going behind my back and trying new clothes. How could you do this to me. Pout

RB: Monica, uhm, can we talk about this later? We've got people listening out there. Didn't you hear? People actually read this blog.

Monica: Oh, I heard. Now all those lovely and wonderful people get to hear what a slime-ball you are. Let them listen. I don't care. Glower

Paige: Monica, we are so sorry. But it was just so nice.

RB: It's the best thing I've gotten for Paige. Look, don't you think so?

Monica: Well, it is nice. Is that a bow on your stocking?

Paige: Yeah, ain't it great?

Monica: No skulls, I see. Less gothy than usual. And is that a new necklace?

Paige: Well, yeah.

Monica: Oh you little slut!

RB: Hey, be nice to your sister!

Monica: You bastard!

Paige: Hey!

Monica: How could you! You even got her a necklace! And stockings with bows! I'm never talking to either of you again. Stomp... stomp...

Paige: Oh dear. We did it this time.

RB: You mean I did. I did promise.

Paige: Yeah, I know. But I love the new clothes. Thanks. Kiss

RB: Blush You're welcome. Well, I guess I'm going to be kissing her ass for awhile to make it up to her.

Paige: Oh, she'll love that. For that she'll forgive you in no time. Glower

RB: Blush I mean... I meant...

Paige: Oh, I know you meant. We both know what makes her tick. How else did you think you were going to make it up to her? And you think some pretty clothes are going to make me look the other way?

RB: Uhm...

Paige: Men! Grumble... Stomp... stomp...

RB: Wow. Oh... hi folks. Sorry about all the commotion. Seems Paige and Monica are a tad upset with me. Maybe one of you can tell me what just happened? Oh, that's right, blogs are kinda one way. Anyways, I've been getting some emails that folks are enjoying our little blog here. I wanted to thank you all for tuning in. We really appreciate you reading. I think the girls would thank you too once they calm down.

Monica: Yelling from other room Thanks! We love you!

Paige: Yelling from another room Thank you!

RB: Ok, I guess calming down wasn't a prerequisite. Anyway, time for me to make nice. In nice ways, of course. I mean, really nice... Oh never mind. I have some kimono dressing directions to brush up on and other stuff. I'm sure the girls will catch up with you folks later. Take care, and thanks again!