I was inspired by Tuscadero...


Paging Dr. Fonz, Paging Dr. Fonz, you're wanted in the Infirmary, Stat!

No matter what your ailment is, From Malaria to a hang nail, come to the infirmary and let our staff take care of you.

Nurses: Daphne, Ashley, Gloria, Cynthia, Joanie

Doctors: Fonz, Richie, Howard, Potsie, Ralph, Marion

Orderlies: Chachi, Roger, Bobby, Eugene, Chuck

Cafeteria Staff: Arnold, Al, Clarence

Candy Stripers: Jenny and K.C.

Clergy: Father Delvecchio

Janitor: Flip, Pinky

Admissions: Lori Beth, Jennifer, Leather

Oh oh...Ohhh *Fake Cough* I think I'm sick...I think I got...got...um...Malaria! Yeah that's right, Malaria! I don't feel too good *Another Fake Cough*

Hmmm.....

WD: Hello, I'd like to sign myself in please

Jennifer: Of course, what's your predicament?

WD: Well, I'm dying of a broken nail, not to mention I feel my brain chemisty out of whack...

Jennifer: Excuse me, ma'am, but you can't feel your brain chemistry be out of whack

WD: EXCUSE ME?!?! ARE YOU CONTRADICTING ME?!?!?!?! WHY YOU LITTLE BRAZEN....SECURITY! SECURITY!

The Malachi Brothers come running

Them: Yes, my sweet?

WD: This...this...TART dared to question me and when she handed me the pen, she broke my nail. SHE BROKE MY NAIL!

Jennifer: But you said that was one of your original problems

WD: PROVE IT! SECURITY!!! I just won't feel at ease until this...no good person is out of work and out of Milwaukee.

Malachi Brothers: Don't worry about it, we'll get rid of her

They drag Jennifer out of the hospital and her hat falls off.

Daisy smiles evily at the Malachi Brothers dragging Jennifer off. She turns around, picks up her hat and plants herself down on Jennifer's seat

WD: Calling Dr. Webber. Dr. Webber, please come to the registration desk. You're needed very urgently...

Tuscadero stumbles into the ER.

T: Help! Help...I'm...I have....um...well, SOMEBODY SAVE ME! *Faints, as a rush of attractive doctors surround her. They help her on to a stretcher and wheel her down the hall*

Dr. Cunningham: Quick, get her to a bed!

Dr. Fonzarelli: We need to get her on oxygen, STAT!

Dr. Webber: Who's going to intebate?

*Tuscadero sits up*

T: Oh, you know, I think CPR will be fine!

Dr. Malph: CPR?

T: Yeah, Y'know...mouth-to-mouth, handsome! *winks*

Originally posted by Katie_NY
Doctors:Richie
*sigh* My boy.. the doctor.

Hey Richie.. wanna play doctor?? :grineyes:

I think I need to check myself in. I just came home deathly ill. I ate seafood at a restaurant in Chinatown in D.C. and have either concocted food poisoning or a virus from someone. :(


On a happier note, Dr. Fonz is looking very appealing..:grineyes:

Katie: Oh where is that orderlie! The TV is on the Fritz again.
and my IV is all tangled up...

Chachi: You rang?

Katie: Yeah could you fix the TV and untangle me?

Chachi: How did you manage to do that.

Katie: Can I help if i'm a restless sleeper.

Dr. Fonzie: Well well, how's our patient.

Katie: Rotten my throat is killing me and I feel hot and cold.

Dr. Fonzie: Well I'll order some liquids. Oh your friends are going to be wheeled into this ward soon.

Katie: Oh really?? Well i'm sorry that they're infermed, but i'm glad to be having company.

Fonzie: Infermed...haha..you're too much.

He walks out the doors and continues on his rounds.
a convoy of wheelchairs come rolling down the hallway and into
the ward.

Potsie: Dr. Webber here- Hey...where's Jennifer?

WD: Jen Jen? Oh they fired her?

Potsie: But she was my fiancee....

WD: Oh, you poor dear, didn't you hear? Jen Jen did some naughty things with some invalids (Potsie furrows his eyebrow confused and then raises them in shock when he realizes...)

Potsie: You mean she was cavorting with prisoners?!?!

WD: (smacks her head) You're such a Potsie! Invalids, not Inmates

Potsie: Oh....wow! I didn't think she could be that low?!?!

WD: I know, Potsie. I feel terrible about it. Let's go out for a movie/dinner and then you can come back to my place so we can, er...talk about it.

Potsie: But what about my job?

WD: Oh, you're only an ER Doctor, they won't miss you...

Pulls Potsie out of the hospital with her.

Katie: Hey how come Chad gets Ice cream and I don't

Al: Because Ice Cream causes mucus and you don't need anymore. Here is some nice italian Ice.

Katie: Grape?

Al: Lime.

Katie: I want grape.

Al: We don't have grape.

Katie: Okay I'll take lime with a twist *hack* *hack*

TF: Oh good lord will stop that hacking, I can't hear MacGyver.

CG: *sneezes*

Chuck: Bless you

Originally posted by Katie_NY
Katie: Hey how come Chad gets Ice cream and I don't

Al: Because Ice Cream causes mucus and you don't need anymore. Here is some nice italian Ice.

Katie: Grape?

Al: Lime.

Katie: I want grape.

Al: We don't have grape.

Katie: Okay I'll take lime with a twist *hack* *hack*

TF: Oh good lord will stop that hacking, I can't hear MacGyver.

CG: *sneezes*

Chuck: Bless you
LOL! :rotflmao:

*hits her buzzer*

CG: Dr. Fonzie! Dr. Fonzie! I need assistence!!

Dr. Fonzie: AAAYYY......what's got your sheets in a bunch?

CG: My pillow needs to be fluffed.

Dr. Fonzie: I am a doctor, not a butler. Fluff your own pillows.

CG: Woah!

Dr. Fonzie: Are you trying to be cute?

CG: Of course not.

Dr. Fonzie: Good.

CG: Because I don't need to try to be cute. I am cute.

Dr Fonzie: Ms...erm, what's your last name?

CG: It's Mrs....Mrs. Fonzarelli.

Dr. Fonzie: *rolls his eyes* I see....

CG: You're questioning me?

Dr. Fonzie: No. Not at all.

CG: Good. Now, please come assist me. I need mouth to mouth...

Dr. Fonzie: But, you're not choking.

CG: So?

Dr. Fonzie: You only need mouth to mouth rescusitation when you're choking. You are not.

CG: Did I say anything about rescusitation? All I said was that I needed mouth to mouth.....

Dr. Fonzie: *smiles* Just a minute.....

CG: *grins, thinking her plan has finally worked*

Dr. Fonzie: *searching out the door* Dr Howard? Dr Marion? Anyone?

CG: Sorry, it's just you and me. *saunters across the room, grinning at Dr. Fonzie, Dr. Fonzie gulps....CG looks him over* So, what's up doc? :grineyes:

Dr. Fonzie: *trying to be very professional* Oh, what the heck?! *tosses his clipboard and pen aside and embraces CG*

*Just as they are about to kiss, CG's face turns green*

CG: Uh oh....:eek:

Dr. Fonzie: What's wrong? Oh no....don't....

CG: :barf:

Dr. Fonzie: CHACHI! EUGENE!! We need an orderly!

Chachi: *running in* Dr. Fonz, what's wrong?

Dr. Fonzie: Our patient had an accident. Please clean it up.

Chachi: Fonz, I was making out with Katie. You called me in for this? Why couldn't you have cleaned the mess up?

Dr. Fonzie: Because I am the doctor and you are the orderly.

Chachi: *mocking Fonzie* Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.....*grabs a mop and cleans the floor*

*Dr. Fonzie helps CG back into bed*

CG: Thanks.

Dr. Fonzie: No problem.

Chachi: Fonz, next time I want to be a doctor, ok?

Dr. Fonzie: We'll talk about it, Chach.

Katie: CG! oh you poor thing... Here you can have my lime Italian Ice...Oh well you won't be able to keep that down as a matter of fact..*walks over to her tray* Grape! Oooh They told me they were out of grape.

Chachi: Get back in bed! We're not done with your treatment.

Katie: I'm hungry

Chachi: If you wait 5 minutes i'll bring it over.

Katie: I'm hungry now.

Dr. Howard: Get back in bed this minute young lady.

Dr. Marion: C'mon dear, i'll help you back in bed.

Potsie wheels WD into the ward and everyone groans their greetings.

WD: Thanks for that warm welcome.

Katie: You're welcome

CG: She was being sarcastic.

Richie: Now now, let's not get testy..

Everyone throws their italian ices at Richie.

Richie: It's Camp Cunningham all over again.

He leaves to change clothes.

LOL yall can add me in there.. from mental abuse due to college! LOL... imj ust kidding :) You guys are great writers... wish i was that creative at it!

Welcome to the Infirmary Shortcake. It's easy to join in, just have fun. :)

Everyone is sitting up in bed eating their lunches when Shortcake is wheeled into the ward.

Katie: Shortcake, what happened?

Shortcake: term Papers! Tests!

CG: She's got collegitis!

WD: Well grab a bed and join us.

Shortcake: No no no! No more deadlines.

Nurse Joanie comes in with thermometers and medication.

Katie: Those thermometers better be going in our mouths.

LOL!!!! Ok ill join in in a bit!! ;)

Shortcake: Katie, I think I have gone delirious.. i am now starting to dream about drafting supplies coming towards me!!!!

Nurse Joanie walks in with a needle : This wont hurt a bit.

ShortCake : passes out!

Katie: I hope you're not planning on sticking me with that thing.

Nurse Joanie: It won't hurt..much.

Katie: Much?...like how much.

Joanie: Like bee sting.

Katie: *hack* *hack* Oh boy *passes out too*

Jenny: Oh well, they'll be alot easier to take care of this way.

Joanie: That's true, you can't argue with an unconscious person.

They change the sheets on the beds and tuck all the gang in and leave. Everyone dreams of sock hops and hamburgers and Fonzie.

Early the next morning Richie comes to check on the invalids.

Richie: Goooood morning, patients! Dr. Mom--I mean, Marion--has some great things for breakfast--everybody gets homemade oatmeal.

Tuscadero: Ooh, I love oatmeal. The kind with the fruit?

Richie: *shakes head* No.

Katie: Sprinkled with cinnamon?

Richie: Uh-uh.

CG: Oh, the maple brown sugar variety!

Richie: Nope.

WD: The PLAIN variety...which is *no* variety. *Frowns*

Richie: *pinching her cheeks* It's good for you! Chachi! Wheel in the breakfast!

*Chachi enters the room pushing a cart bearing trays of bland oatmeal. He begins to hand out breakfast*

Chachi: Eat up, girls...

CG: *Trying to stir the oatmeal* This is disgusting...

Chachi: *whispering to Katie* Sweets, I brought you this bowl of Lucky Charms! Shhh...don't tell anyone. *winks*

Richie: I heard that, Arcola! No playing favorites!

Chachi: Oh yeah, Rich? How come Crystal gets her own room?

Richie: Er...um...well she's really contagious! Hey, I don't need to make excuses to you...I'm your boss! Now vamoose!

*Chachi exits, grumbling as Dr. Fonzie rushes into the room*

Fonz: Cunningham! You're needed in the OR right now!

Richie: Eazy, Fonz. What's going on?

*Fonzie catches a glimpse of CG*

Fonz: Well, helloooo. *Raises eyebrows*

CG: Hey, Doc. *Tries to eat her oatmeal*

Fonz: You're looking much better today...though I think you'll need more "attention" later on.

CG: How about right now? *Brightens*

Fonz: Not until you eat every last bit of that oatmeal. It's good for you, young lady!

CG: Oh come on, Fonz. It's not even edible.

Fonz: Don't make me get tough on you. *Points finger at her*

CG: *Sighs* FINE.

Fonz: That's my girl. *Kisses her forehead*

Richie: What are you DOING! Why am I needed! Stop fooling around!

Fonz: *Slowly turns to face Richie* Excuse me?

Richie: Ah...what I mean is....Sorry.

*Potsie, dressed in a white coat, surgical gloves and mask, a stethoscope, and one of those old-fashioned doctor's mirror headbands, enters the room*

Potsie: Fonzarelli! Cunningham! The operation has started!

Fonz: Oh no...it's worse that I'd predicted!

Potsie: You bet it is!

Richie: What is?

WD: Potsie, *you're* operating?

Potsie: I'm the surgeon here, Daisy.

WD: Are you sure about that?

Potsie: But I wanna operate!

Fonz: You can operate the stethoscope, Webber.

WD: I think I need to be operated on....

Potsie: Where does it hurt?

WD: Everywhere.

Potsie: Wow, that sounds *very* serious....

Richie: POTSIE! Please! Will somebody tell me what is going on?!

Fonz: It's Chad and TF....they arrived in the ER half an hour ago.

Potsie: It's really bad, Rich...we must operate before it's too late.

CG: Too late?! What happened to them?

Fonz: No time to discuss the minor details, GC. Let's move!

Richie: Who'd you leave them with?

Potsie: Ralph.

Richie: *Smacks forhead* Hopefully they haven't heard a Malph joke yet...otherwise it may be too late!

(Richie, Fonzie, and Potsie run out of the room just as Shortcake is entering)

Katie: Feeling better, Shortcake?

*Shortcake falls into her bed*

Shortcake: Hardly...Mr. C forced me to eat this horrible oatmeal...then Mrs. C. forced me to eat *more* oatmeal! I'm going to turn into a...giant oat!

CG: Oh, so you don't want ours?

Tuscadero: Yeah, because we're definitely not going to eat this...stuff. *Looks disgusted*

WD: It looks like this should be used to seal cracks in concrete.

Katie: Toss it in the garbage!

*Just as Katie recommends discarding the oatmeal, Chachi comes in to chage the garbage bag. Katie heaves her oatmeal at the right time...Chachi just misses getting coated in oatmeal*

Katie: Oops. *grins*

Chachi: Yeah, oops is right. You almost got me! Let me move before you throw that...whatever it is...away. *Moves out of the doorway*

Tuscadero: I'm getting rid of this stuff.

WD: Me too.

*Ralph enters the room*

Ralph: Good morning, ladie--

*The oatmeal hits him in the face. Everyone is silent. Chachi begins to laugh*

Chachi: That's a good look for you, Malph.

CG: Sorry about that.

Tuscadero: That's your breakfast, Ralph.

Ralph: But I don't even LIKE oatmeal! *Runs from the room*

LOUDSPEAKER: Paging Dr. Malph, Dr. and Dr. Cunningham, and Chachi Arcola. You are needed in the operating room immediately. CODE BLUE!

Chachi: It's Chad and TF....I hope it's not too late! *Exits*

Katie: Oh No! *starts crying*

Chachi: Oh c'mon don't cry baby! *puts his arms around her*

Tuscadero: Our friends *she starts to cry*

CG: Chad *starts crying*

WD: TF! *starts crying*

Shortcake: Please help them Chachi! *starts crying*

Chachi: Please ladies, I can't hold all of you, I only have two arms. Look I gotta go. Everything will be okay. I'll be back as soon as I can.

Jack walks into the ward with flowers for everyone. Hey gang, why are you all crying?

CG: Oh Jack it's terrible *sobs* TF and Chad coded, they're being operated on, it might be too late.

Jack: No it won't don't talk like that. C'mon let's sing a song, that'll cheer us up.

Katie: I don't feel much like singing.

WD: Me neither.

Jack: Oh c'mon.

Invalids: Fine.

Jack pulls out a tape player and hits play. Music begins to play and they start singing.

Invalids and Jack: It's not unusual to be loved by anyone...It's not unusual to have fun with anyone....
but when I see you hanging about with anyone...
It's not unusual to see me cry....

Jack gets an idea, he, Chuck and Bobby help the ladies into their wheelchairs and the go the P.A. system. They sing "It's not unusual into the P.A. and it's piped all over the hospital.

Originally posted by Katie_NY
Katie: Oh No! *starts crying*

Chachi: Oh c'mon don't cry baby! *puts his arms around her*

Tuscadero: Our friends *she starts to cry*

CG: Chad *starts crying*

WD: TF! *starts crying*

Shortcake: Please help them Chachi! *starts crying*

Chachi: Please ladies, I can't hold all of you, I only have two arms. Look I gotta go. Everything will be okay. I'll be back as soon as I can.

Jack walks into the ward with flowers for everyone. Hey gang, why are you all crying?

CG: Oh Jack it's terrible *sobs* TF and Chad coded, they're being operated on, it might be too late.

Jack: No it won't don't talk like that. C'mon let's sing a song, that'll cheer us up.

Katie: I don't feel much like singing.

WD: Me neither.

Jack: Oh c'mon.

Invalids: Fine.

Jack pulls out a tape player and hits play. Music begins to play and they start singing.

Invalids and Jack: It's not unusual to be loved by anyone...It's not unusual to have fun with anyone....
but when I see you hanging about with anyone...
It's not unusual to see me cry....

Jack gets an idea, he, Chuck and Bobby help the ladies into their wheelchairs and the go the P.A. system. They sing "It's not unusual into the P.A. and it's piped all over the hospital.
Wow. I sure hope I live :rotflmao: :lol:

This is so funny!! :lol: Poor Chad and TF:(....I hope they'll make it through surgery.

Yeah me too. I hope we're not next inline for surgery. :lol:

Säme here! I wonder why they needed to häve surgery...I'm worried! :)

Unfortunätely I think we will häve to wäit to write more, until the ä's come bäck.

Originally posted by Tuscadero
Säme here! I wonder why they needed to häve surgery...I'm worried! :)

Unfortunätely I think we will häve to wäit to write more, until the ä's come bäck.
They're back now :lol:

In the operating room

Dr. Fonz: Scalpel

Nurse: Scalpel

Dr. Fonz: Sponge

Nurse: Sponge:

Dr. Fonz: Clamp

Nurse: Clamp

Dr. Fonz: Do you have to repeat everything?

Nurse: Sorry doctor.

Dr. Ralph: His pressure is dropping.

Dr. Fonz: C'mon TF, hold on buddy!

:lol: :lol: :lol:

ShortCake: If i see any more oatmeal I am going to scream.
Chachi: rolls in with lunch..
ShortCake : whats for lunch?
Chachi: Oatmeal
Shortcake: Screams!!!
Shortcake: I think i will pass.
Mr:C: nope I am forcing you to eat more oatmeal!!
Shortcake: Oh No!!! I may be inline next. I may have to get my stomach pumped from eating too much oatmeal!

Inside the operating room...

Richie: Hurry Fonz, his BP is dropping...rapidly!

Potsie: His vitals are way down, Fonz...

Fonz: I'm working as fast as I can. Webber, hand me that suction...Cunningham, I need you here.

*Richie joins Fonzie as they perform open-heart surgery on TF*

Richie: Webber, Malph...we need your help.

*Potsie and Ralph surround TF's lifeless body. Chachi takes care of TF's oxygen; Mr C. sterilizes instruments and Mrs. C prepares the oatmeal for when TF wakes up. Richie motions for Potsie and Ralph to help with the operation, they both put their hands on TF's chest*

Ralph: AAH! What is that?!

Richie: A hand!

Ralph: TF has a hand growing out of his chest? What kind of operation is this?!

Potsie: That's *my* hand Malph. Stop trying to get fresh with me!

*Ralph pulls his hand away*

Fonz: Richie, put your finger on the left ventricle. Ralph, make sure the valves are stable. Webber, make sure Malph doesn't pass out.

Potsie: Right, Fonz.

*Daphne runs in the room and throws herself on top of TF*

Daphne: My darling! My love! You're on your deathbed! Never again will I touch your sweet lips to mine! Never again will we be together! *She begins sobbing*

Fonz: Chachi! Get her OUT OF HERE! What is this, a three-ring circus? Can't you see that I'm trying to perform open-heart surgery? *Holds up his hands*

Chachi: Ok, ok...geez, do I have to do everything around here? *Rips Daphne from TF* Daphne, he's going to make it...don't worry.

Daphne: But...but...there's something I have to tell you!

Chachi: Not now! I have to get you out of here or else Fonz will flip his lid...again.

Daphne: *Her eyes plead with Chachi* Please?

Chachi: *Sighing, still carrying her* Well, go on.

Daphne: TF can't be allowed to leave this world!

Chachi: I know, I know...you love him--

Daphne: --It's more than that. *Chachi rolls his eyes and carries her out of the operating room. He seats her on a bench and turns to leave* Chachi, wait. TF had asked my father a month ago if he could marry me and he said no.

Chachi: That's awful, but....

Daphne: *Jumping to her feet* He said YES! He changed his mind and now I can marry my cute little snuggle bunny-wunny TF! Father said Yes! So...*she sits down and grows somber*. That's why...that's why I want him to live. We can finally get married and have all of the little TF's that we've been dreaming of.

Chachi: *Looking deep into her eyes* Daphne, don't worry. TF is strong and he'll make it through this...just like the time that you were lost in the snow, he never gave up hope that you would find eachother, and you did! Remember that, ok?

*Daphne nods and embraces Chachi. Katie comes down the hall in the wheelchair*

Katie: What is this? *Chachi jumps to his feet*

Chachi: Sweetie! It's not what you think.

Katie: Anybody who tells someone that it's "not what they think" is usually up to no good. *Taps her foot*

Chachi: I was comforting her...you know that you're the only one for me, Katie.

Fonz: *From the operating room* CHACHI! GET IN HERE! TF IS CRASHING!

*Daphne begins to sob, Katie is confused, Chachi runs back into the operating room*

Chachi: Quick, up his oxygen!

Fonz: Stabilize him, guys...I've still got work to do and I'm not losing this one!

Potsie: Fonzie, he's flatlining!

Ralph: HE'S GONNA DIE!

Fonz: Malph, can it! Now help Webber stabilize the patient. *Ralph and Potsie scramble to get TF's vitals up*

Potsie: He's flatlining! We're gonna have to shock him! Chachi, get the cables!

Fonz: We can't shock him, his chest is open!

Ralph: Well, close it!

Richie: Now everybody just calm down. Everything's intact in the chest cavity...put in a few stitches and let's go!

*Fonzie sews up TF's chest; Chach gets the cables; Richie and Potsie ready TF to be shocked*

Fonz: Everybody ready? Ok, on my count...1, 2, 3...CLEAR!

*TF is shocked. Everyone waits. The air in the operating room is heavy and suffocating. The florescent lights buzz loudly.*

Richie: Get ready...

Potsie: He can't flatline for much longer, dammit! GET A MOVE ON!

Fonz: 1, 2, 3, CLEAR! CLEAR! CLEAR!

Ralph: Oh my God...he's back on line!

*A cheer goes up in the operating room. Fonzie wipes the sweat from his brow and the open-heart surgery continues. Chachi gets close to TF and whispers to him*

Chachi: You're gonna make it buddy...and you're gonna be married! *Grins*

Richie: Married? Daphne?

Chachi: Yeah...her dad finally said yes.

Fonz: I need you guys here, working with me...we gotta get this done--and soon.

END OF PART ONE

Ohhh....this is getting good! :clap: More! More!

Yeah!:happyface

The operating room, where we left our heros...

*Everyone scrambles to the table*

Fonz: Cunningham, take your place. Webber, hand me that scalpel. Thanks. Malph, fasten that hemostat to the artery so that it doesn't squirt when I make the incision.

*Ralph inserts the instrument into the chest cavity and turns very white*

Fonz: Ralph, come on. I haven't got all day.

Richie: Are you ok?

Ralph: I can't...the blood...I can't look at the blood... *Ralph does a dance and falls to the floor*

Fonz: You gotta be kidding me! Chachi, get him out of here...he passed out at the sight of TF's blood.

Potsie: Wow, what a girl! *Laughs*

Fonz: Webber, get serious.

Potsie: Oh, sorry Fonz.

*Chachi drags Ralph out of the OR and heaves him on the bench next to Daphne. Katie has already gone to get the other girls to discuss the episode between Chachi and Daphne*

Chachi: Daphne, you're a nurse...revive him!

Daphne: *Sniffling* OK, Chach. How's my man?

Chachi: A-ok! *Gives her a thumbs-up and heads back into the OR*

Daphne: Ralph...Ralph! Wake up! *Slaps his face, nothing happens* Ok, well I guess I'll just have to administer CPR, you poor thing! *Daphne puts his head on her lap and begins to administer CPR. Katie and Tuscadero are wheeling down the hallway, followed by Daisy, CG, and Shortcake*

Katie: And this is the actual scene where--whoa!

CG: Is Daphne kissing Ralph?

Tuscadero: WHAT? Let me see! *Wheels her wheelchair up to Daphne* And what, pray tell, do you think you're doing?!

Daisy: Wow, she gets around.

*Daphne has just revived Ralph*

Ralph: Ooh...could you um...I think I'm losing consciousness...

Daphne: No, you're fine now. Sit up.

Ralph: Aww, come on...just a little bit? Just one more? I can't bear another breath!

Tuscadero: That's going to be your *last* breath! This time *nobody* is going to save you!

Daphne: Um, this isn't....I'm a certified, registered nurse, just doing my job. Besides...my future husband is in there with his chest ripped open!

Tuscadero: Oh, there's gonna be alot more damage after I'm done with you!

CG: Wait...wait! There must be a logical explination for this.

Katie: Yeah there is; Daphne can't seem to keep her hands off our men!

Tuscadero: *Glaring at Ralph* Well, she can have *him* now.

Ralph: Who?

Tuscadero: YOU!

Ralph: But I thought *you* had me!?

Tuscadero: You should have thought of that before you took her to your own, private, mental Inspiration Point.

Daphne: What is this? My TF is dying in there and nobody cares!

Daisy: Oh my...TF?! How is he?

Daphne: He's stabilized at the moment.

CG: What's wrong with him? *Points to Ralph*

Daphne: He passed out in there...I just revived him. If anything, I saved his life.

Katie: But what about TF? We're not even sure why he's in there.

Daphne: TF and Chad were on there way up here to visit you guys when they got in a horrible accident. They're both in the OR as we speak!

Daisy: CHAD! What about Chad?

Tuscadero: Oh my God...I can't believe were sitting here fighting while TF and Chad are barely hanging on...are you ok, Daphne?

Daphne: Yeah, I'm alright. Listen, I'll run to the nurses desk and see if someone can check on TF and let us know about Chad.

Tuscadero: Thanks, Daph. Wow, now I feel awful.

Katie: So do I...Chachi wasn't trying to do anything but his job.

CG: Look, this has been a long day. Maybe we'll hear some good news about Chad and TF.

Daisy: We haven't heard anything about Chad!

Ralph: *Sitting on the bench* He was stable before I passed out.

Tuscadero: Is he ok?

Ralph: He's fine...we decided to keep him in the OR in case TF needed any blood because they're the same blood type. For awhile there it looked like Chad would be giving up a kidney to save TF...but TF's kidneys are both strong. *Looks at the floor*

Tuscadero: *Wheels up next to him* Um...are we ok?

Ralph: I don't know, are we?

Tuscadero: I'm sorry...I got carried away. I was...well, you know.

Ralph: Jealous? *grins*

Tuscadero: Um...yeah.

Ralph: Well, the only thing that will cure that is a joke. Knock-knock.

Tuscadero: *Rolls eyes and laughs* Oh...I should have known that was coming...

Ralph: Knock-knock.

Tuscadero: Ok...Who's there? *Sighs*

Ralph: Lettuce.

Tuscadero: Lettuce who?

Ralph: Lettuce be on our way! *Laughs*

Tuscadero: Ok...that's really appropriate! I don't even get it...I mean, I get it, but--where would we go? And why--

Ralph:--As in, you, me...alone.

Tuscadero: --I mean, it was funny when I was a kid, but--ohhhhh. Um, ok. *blushes*. I understand.

Ralph: Still mad at me?

Tuscadero: How could I be? *smiles*

CG: Um guys, Daphne's been gone a long time and really think we need to find out how TF and Chad are.

Katie: Maybe the operation is through!

Shortcake: Hopefully they're not being forced to eat oatmeal!

Daisy: Oh boy was that stuff disgusting.

Ralph: Tell me about it, I had to wear it.

Katie: Now *that* was funny!

*Daphne returns with Lori Beth*

LB: What are you girls doing out of your room? Ralph, what are you doing out of the OR?

Daphne: I'll take them back. Come on.

Shortcake: We're sick of being in there! We want to know what's happened to TF and Chad!

LB: I'll give you a full report when they're in recovery. Now, I do believe that it's lunch time. Daphne, get them back into bed and I'll send lunch right down.

Daisy: What's for lunch?

Daphne: Oh, you don't want to know!

Ok, I can't stop.

*Ralph goes back into the OR as Potsie runs out*

Potsie: WAIT! Daphne...come back!

Daisy: Oh no...not him TOO! *Wheels around to face Potsie*

Potsie: I need a DONOR!

*Daphne and the girls come back down the hall to where Potsie is standing, just outside of the OR*

LB: What do you need a donor for?

Potsie: Chad and TF are the same blood type...but Chad's the one who needs a transfusion, not TF.

Shortcake: Oh poor Chad!

CG: But...I thought he was stable.

Potsie: He was...but he sustained some considerable injuries to the head that just bled out more than we'd expected...in fact, he's losing blood pretty fast. I need to find a match!

Daphne: Lori-Beth, go get the syringes, swabs, whatever you can find...I'm going to draw blood from the girls.

Potsie: Oh, the girls! I didn't even see you there...um, hi Daisy. *Blushes*

Fonz: WEBBER! Quit socializing! Let Daphne and Lori-Beth do their jobs...I need you to monitor Chad!

*Potsie runs back to the OR as the girls prepare to get their blood drawn. The halls of the hospital feel empty, bare, almost ghost-like. Will things work out? Will Chad and TF ever be the same?*

Awesome!:D

Originally posted by Istillgotit
Awesome!:D

Thanks! LOL. I'm drained. :)

This is getting so intense!! I'm hooked.

Originally posted by Tuscadero


Thanks! LOL. I'm drained. :)


Ur welcome!:D


LOL:lol:

Originally posted by CollegeGirl
This is getting so intense!! I'm hooked.

I kind of went "nutso," but I think it was all that "haiku-ing" that sparked my creativity. So...what's going to happen next!?

LOL could be.. the jacket that ate Fonz.. instead of the pants that ate fred. LOL I dont know!! I am not good at this writing bit. You guys are great at it though ;).

That explains why I feel so tired.

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Katie: Oh god, I can't look!

CG: Don't be a...whoa! don't you have any smaller needles?

Daisy: Wuss...Owww! Find a vein will you?

LB: You girls need to calm down or you'll never get well.

Tuscadero: We'll calm down when you stop feeding us oatmeal and sticking us with giant needles.

Shortcake: Please somebody go to Arnolds and get me food from there. Anything is better than hospital food.

CG: What is going on with TF and Chad. Would someone please find out.

LB: I'll go find out what I can and come back with a full report.

Katie: We appreciate that, but, that's what you said an hour ago and yet, you're still here.

LB: Okay, Okay.

Dixie comes running down the hall.

Dixie: Chad! Chad! Where's my baby!

Daphne: Dixie, take it easy, TF and Chad are in good hands.

Dixie: What happened?!

Daphne: They were on their way to visit the girls and they were in an accident. They're in the OR right now. Chad is getting a transfusion. Dixie, Chad has suffered a bad head injury.

Dixie: Oh no! *she starts crying*

She and Daphne walk over to the girls ward and they gather in prayer. Leather comes up and sings.

*Richie comes out into the hall as the girls gather together*

Richie: Ahem...AHEM. Daphne? *Daphne excuses herself and beings speaking with Richie*

Daphne: Yes, Dr. Cunningham?

Richie: Have you sent the samples to the lab yet? Fonzie's getting a little impatient.

Daphne: I'm waiting for the results, it should be any time now.

Richie: I can't wait! I'm going to the lab to get them myself...this is life or death, here! *Richie jogs down to the lab, where Mr. and Mrs. C are testing the blood*

Mrs. C: How are you dear? Care for some oatmeal? It's nice and hot...

Richie: *Yelling* Mom, I don't have time for that! *Realizing that he's just hurt her feelings* Well...maybe later. *smiles* Dad, what have you found?

Mr. C: Well, Richard, it looks like we have a match. CG and Chad have the same blood type.

Richie: Great! I'll go prepare her for surgery!

Mr. C: Rich! Wait! Make sure to ask her if she wants to donate her blood.

Richie: Oh, yeah...of course. I know she will!

MEANWHILE, IN THE HALLWAY UPSTAIRS

*The OR door opens and a tired Fonzie appears*

CG: What's going on in there, Fonz?

Fonz: We've got TF's chest sown up. I've got a great team of doctors in there...even if they are a little...squeamish. He's stable for now, but Chad's vitals are dropping. We've got about a thirty minute window before he crashes.

Katie: What can we do? There must be something, we can't just let him lay there and die!

Fonz: He's not going to die; I'm sure we'll have a match soon. Is there anyone who minds donating blood to Chad?

Daphne: No one has raised any concerns. Everyone has been more than willing.

Fonz: Alright. When Cunningham gets back we'll take the lucky lady and scrub in as soon as possible.

*Richie arrives, out of breath but happy*

Richie: We've got our match. CG, are you ready?

CG: Me? I--I'm the one?

Richie: Yes. *Fonzie kneels next to her wheelchair*

Fonz: Don't be scared, CG...you know that as long as I'm in charge everything will run smoothly. Chad's counting on you.

CG: *swallows hard* I know. I want to help Chad, I'm glad that it's me...but this is kind of frightening.

Fonz: *Tenderly* Would I ever, EVER let anything happen to the one and only Mrs. Fonzarelli?

CG: I guess not.

Fonz: You "guess not"? After you, there is no other! I'm alone forever! And I don't think I want to spend forever without you. Got it? *CG smiles*

CG: I love you, Fonz

Fonz: I lov--

LOUDSPEAKER: Dr. Cunningham, paging Dr. Cunningham! Report immediately to the lab. I repeat, report immediately to the lab. Dr. Richard Cunningham to the lab!

Fonz: Get down there, Cunningham...there might be a problem with CG's blood! Not that my wife isn't *perfect*, but we won't be able to start the operation until we find out what's going on here.

Richie: I'll be right back! *He runs back to the lab*

AT THE LAB

Mrs. C.: Richard, we're so glad that you made it here! You were always such a fast runner...isn't he a fast runner, Howard?

Howard: *Rolling his eyes* Marion, this isn't the time for track and field! We've got a much closer match, and you're not going to believe this, Rich. Chad has a brother!

Richie: What?! How did you--

Howard: He came in for a blood test last week; his DNA and Chad's match up almost perfectly. They're half-brothers, same mother, but from the looks of these test results, they could have been twins.

Richie: That's great, Dad! Where do we find him?

Howard: *Looking through a medical file* Well, the name's Carlton Banks. He's from Bel Air, but it appears that he's visiting some relatives in the area. Phone him right away!

Richie: I'll have Daphne call him and we'll ready CG for a back up. Thanks!

*Richie runs back upstairs*

UPSTAIRS

Richie: *Panting* I got...this...Daphne...call...phone...number...

Daphne: Relax, doctor. What do you need?

Richie: Chad has a brother!

*A hush falls over the room (or, hallway)*

Shortcake: A brother?

Katie: Does Chad know this?

Richie: I highly doubt it. He's unconscious now so we won't be able to tell him...but the blood is so close, the best thing to do is use his brother's. Daphne, please take this phone number and try to get a hold of Mr. Carlton Banks. *Daphne nods and quickly begins dialing the telephone at the nurses station*

Daisy: Did they do DNA testing?

Richie: The comparison between Chad's DNA and Carlton's DNA is astounding; they're almost identical. Although they're only half-brothers, they could have been twins.

Tuscadero: Wow, TWO Chads! I wonder what that would be like?

Daphne: *Hanging up the phone* I guess we're about to find out. Mr. Banks is being rushed here, I just sent out an ambulence.

Shortcake: Was he surprised to find out that he had a brother?

Daphne: He seemed ecstatic! Kind of a weird fellow, though.

CG: Do you still need me? I'm ready, you know.

Richie: Yeah, we'd like to use you as a back up in case anything goes wrong. Daphne will get you ready and bring you into the OR. Fonzie, we need to prepare for the arrival of Carlton!

Fonz: *Nodding* Let's get back in there, I want to check on TF anyway. I hope that Ralph and Potsie didn't do anything to him.

Richie: Knowing them they're squriting flowers at him and singing to him.

Fonz: Oh great, just what we need--to kill him! *Turns to CG*. Sweetheart, I just want you to know that whatever happens, everyone's gonna come through with flying colors. If you get scared, just look for me--I'll be right by your side.

CG: *Teary* Thanks, Fonz.

Fonz: And I mean that--for the rest of our lives.

CG: OH FONZ!

Fonz: Uh, well, you know...hey, we got some blood to drain! Let's go people!

*Fonzie and Richie return to the OR. Daphne wheels CG away as Tuscadero, Katie, Shortcake, and Daisy bid her farewell and good luck*

Shortcake: At least things seem to be looking up.

Tuscadero: I still can't get over the fact that Chad has a brother.

Katie: Me neither...I wonder if they're alike?

Daisy: I'm willing to bet that if they are, Carlton's arrival will be something else!

Katie, Tuscadero, Daisy and Shortcake sit out in the hallway waiting the arrival of Carlton Banks.

Daisy: The suspense is driving me crazy.

Katie: Yeah, how long does it take to get here.

Tuscadero: He's coming by ambulance, I wouldn't think they'd stop for every light..

Shortcake: Not if they have the sirens and lights going.

Jack gets off the elevator and he's accompanied by Kitty. They see the ladies and join the group.

Kitty: Hey, how are you all feeling, Any word on TF and Chad?

Katie: Well Chad has a blood match, a half brother.

Jack: Where's CG?

Daisy: They're using her as a backup.

Katie: Where's Ginny?

Jack: Oh she stayed home, she has a cold.

Tuscadero: Oh that's too bad. Well you might as well sit down it's going to be awhile, we're waiting for Chad's half brother, Carlton Banks.


Jack and Kitty sit down and wait with everyone.

Darn. I actually could marry Daphne, but Chad would get jealous :(

WAIT!:idea: He could marry her twin sister peggy! :D

Originally posted by TheFonz
Darn. I actually could marry Daphne, but Chad would get jealous :(

WAIT!:idea: He could marry her twin sister peggy! :D

Hey, Chad might die, you never know. No, I'm kidding! :)

You'll marry Daphne!

Originally posted by Tuscadero


Hey, Chad might die, you never know. No, I'm kidding! :)

Let's hope so!






















:joke: :lol:

Originally posted by TheFonz


Let's hope so! :joke: :lol:


I have the power to kill Chad, you know. Then again, I have the power to kill you.

CLEAR!! ;)

Love scenes, suspense, and humor all in one story. Tuscadero, you're such an awesome writer! :happyface

Originally posted by CollegeGirl
Love scenes, suspense, and humor all in one story. Tuscadero, you're such an awesome writer! :happyface

Awww, CG...thanks! :blush: I just want to write something that you guys will like. :) It's so much fun!

Chad's got Dixie, the southern belle.

I agree with College Girl, You are an awesome writer. :)

This is fun, You're doing a great job.

Originally posted by Katie_NY
Chad's got Dixie, the southern belle.

I agree with College Girl, You are an awesome writer. :)

This is fun, You're doing a great job.


Thanks, Katie! So are you! This is such a great thread (we work well together!). :) Can't wait to work on it some more...there are so many possibilities.

Thanks, I love this thread too. I never get tired of roleplaying.
and it's fun to be creative with creative people. :)

Originally posted by Tuscadero


Awww, CG...thanks! :blush: I just want to write something that you guys will like. :) It's so much fun!


Everytime I read that conversation between Fonz and me I get teary eyed. I am way too emotionally involved in this story! :blush:


And I agree, we all make an excellent team. :D

You guys are definatly very talented wrtiers :) I should have let you all write my compare and contrast essay for english for practice! Haha.. I hope i did well. I am not very good at writing, but the reading part and everything else I am a whiz at. This is so much fun to read !

Katie: I think i'm gonna lie down, could somebody wake me when Carlton gets here?

WD: What's a matter, Oatmeal disagreeing with you?

Katie: Majorly.

Tuscadero: I think maybe i'll go lie down too.

Shortcake: Me too.

Daisy: Well I'll stay here and wake you guys when he gets here.
I have a very strong constitution.

Jack: Yeah, that's why you're here right?

Daisy: Shutup, you didn't eat in the cafeteria.

Jack: Well fine, i'll just go get a cup of something.

Kitty: I'll stay here and wait.

Jack goes off in a huff, while Kitty and Dixie sit and wait for Carlton Banks to arrive. Katie, Shortcake and Tuscadero go lie down and get over their oatmeal attack.

An hour later, Katie, Tuscadero and Shortcake wake up. They wheel themselves down the hallway to where Dixie, Kitty, Jack and Daisy are sitting.

Katie: Did Carlton get here yet?

Daisy: Yep, a half an hour ago.

Shortcake: Why didn't you wake us up!?

Tuscadero: You knew we wanted to meet the guy.

Daisy: Kitty tried but you were all fast asleep.

Kitty: I'm sorry, You all looked so tired, you were all sound asleep.

Katie: Oh it's okay.

Tuscadero: What are you talking about.

Katie: Look, Carlton's here now. Everything's gonna be...oh

Jack: Katie? are you okay?

Katie: I don't feel good. :gasp: I can't seem to breathe very well :gasp:

Kitty: Oh no..somebody get help!

Shortcake: I'll go find someone!

Daisy: It'll be okay Katie, just calm down.

Katie: I'm scared.

Dixie: Don't talk sugar, you're gonna make it worse.

Lori Beth: I'll get her down to the Emergency Room! Roger help me!

Tuscadero: We should go down there too.

Joanie: You better stay up here, we'll keep you informed.

Jenny: I'll stay with them.



I couldn't let this thread go.

Thank you, Katie! I have the next two days off :), so I'll add too!

Aaaay! It's my pleasure. :)

Bump.

Originally posted by Katie_NY
Bump.

I'll get to it, the thread won't die. Ugh...I didn't have that much time off and I've got to work tonight (til 2 am!).

Katie, I love your signature, it's really cool. :)

Thank you :) I like your avatar. it's really cool.

Originally posted by Katie_NY
Thank you :) I like your avatar. it's really cool.

Hey, thanks! It's getting old, but I don't want to change it. LOL

I think I caught the political bug from Daisy :)

Originally posted by Katie_NY
I think I caught the political bug from Daisy :)

LOL. Oh yeah, it's easy to catch. I got it a few years ago and I'm terminally infected. :)

It's good to know what's going on and be aware...and to voice your opinion, as well as provide support! I'm glad you've been bitten by the bug. It's addicting. :lol:

Originally posted by Katie_NY
Chad's got Dixie, the southern belle.

I agree with College Girl, You are an awesome writer. :)

This is fun, You're doing a great job.

Where did this Dixie come from? LOL

Originally posted by Chad Doody


Where did this Dixie come from? LOL


Someone created a girl just for you, Mr. Doody. Now, don't you feel special? Of course, if you had been reading these mini fanfics, you might have known that. :p ;)











:joke:

Originally posted by CollegeGirl



Someone created a girl just for you, Mr. Doody. Now, don't you feel special? Of course, if you had been reading these mini fanfics, you might have known that. :p ;)



:joke:

Thats Nice. Im dating an imaginary person named Dixie and having surgery without knowing about it :lol:

Life is funny that way. One day you're in Alaska during an avalanche having the time of your life, the next, you're in surgery with an imaginary girlfriend in the waiting room. :lol:

Originally posted by Katie_NY
Life is funny that way. One day you're in Alaska during an avalanche having the time of your life, the next, you're in surgery with an imaginary girlfriend in the waiting room. :lol:

Would make a good film :lol:

Originally posted by Chad Doody


Would make a good film :lol:


DITTO!!!!! LOL!!!!!:lol:

I agree.

The Life and Times of Chad Doody.

Coming To a Theater near you.

Originally posted by Chad Doody


Thats Nice. Im dating an imaginary person named Dixie and having surgery without knowing about it :lol:

Oh my god...Chad and TF are still in the OR! Whoops...kinda just left them there. Tee hee. :blush:

Yeah the longest surgery in history.

Originally posted by Katie_NY
Yeah the longest surgery in history.

I know! Hanging on by a thread for...one heck of a long time! Those HD doctors work *slowly* :lol:

They sure do...I'm still in the ER too with my difficulty in breathing.

Originally posted by Katie_NY
They sure do...I'm still in the ER too with my difficulty in breathing.

Oh you're right...we're *all* still in there. I think I need mouth-to-mouth again. :lol:

Yeah, Where's Ralph when you need him?

Where's my Arcola boy! :lol:

Originally posted by Katie_NY
Yeah, Where's Ralph when you need him?

Where's my Arcola boy! :lol:

Ohhhh Dr. Maaaalph....SAAAAVE ME! I need CPR! *Throws herself on the floor*

LOUDSPEAKER:

Chachi Arcola...Paging Chachi Arcola...EMERGENCY! You are needed outside the OR!

*Tuscadero looks over at the Nurses station...Katie, in her wheelchair, is seated behind the desk*

Katie: Had to make an emergency call....;)

Fonzie, Chachi, Richie come out of the OR with big smiles on their faces. They walk over to the girls and Jack and sit down.

Fonzie: Everything is going to be alright now. Chad and TF are resting comfortably in Recovery.

Richie: Carlton and College Girl were perfect matches for Chad.
They are okay too.

Chachi: Yeah so why don't we take you back to your beds so you can rest.

Tuscadero: Oh thank goodness.

Daisy: I'm telling you, I'm glad this is over, I don't know how much more this group can take.

Katie: *putting her oxygen mask down* Are you kidding, we're tough, we can take a lickin and keep on tickin.

Jack: Katie, That's Timex.

Katie: Same prinicple.

Jack: Oh okay then.

AnaheimPMwitch comes running out the elevator when the doors open.

Mel: Hey, Nice of you people to tell me you were in here!

Tuscadero: Where's Erik?

Mel: Parking the car.

Katie: Oh the new one?

Mel: What new one, we didn't get a new one. I think you've been sucking up too much of that oxygen.

Richie: Can we just all calm down.

Ralph: I'm not the one going P.A. happy.

Tuscadero and Katie try to act innocently.