Keto's Medibay in: The Curse of the Involuntary Appendectomy

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Who: Medibay Staff.
Where: Medibay.
When: Graveyard Shift.
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"AHEM," said Keto loudly as he cleared his throat. The sleeping
form of Ensign Jennifer Wildflower awoke and jumped three feet in the
air from the table she had rested her head upon.
"What did you do that for?" she asked, annoyed. Keto ignored her.
"I see your talent for sleeping on the job rivals Shakespeare's
talent for being a complete moron," he said, smiling and sitting in
the chair in front of her.
Wildflower had never seen Keto smile before. It was creeping her
out.
"So I fell asleep. What's the big deal. There weren't any
emergencies."
"Oh weren't there?" asked Keto mockingly, the smile remaining.
"Yeah, or someone would have woken me up."
"Well, Jennifer, how do you explain that?" he asked. Pointing to
the large quarantine room.
"It's....um, a quaratine room. It was built along with the rest of
the ship..." she began.
"I know what it is," continued Keto, unabashed by wildflower's
joke. "But didn't it have some kind of content?" he asked.
Wildflower looked at the empty room, some distant memory trying to
unlock itself.
"Yes. It did," she managed.
"Ah, good. But can you remember what?" asked Keto, his voice
staying patronising and the smile never disappearing.
"No, I can't."
"That is bizarre. Becasue it used to contain YOUR appendix," he
said, emphasising the 'your'.
"Oh yeah," said Wildflower happily. "What did you do with it?"
"I didn't do anything to it."
"Then who did?"
"No one. YOUR appendix escaped fom it's cell while YOU were
sleeping," beamed Keto.
"You mean, the appendix is bouncing around the ship as we speak?"
asked a horrified Wildflower.
"Yes. That is a correct assumption," smiled Keto.
"Oh my god, how can you stay so calm?" Asked Wildflower, very
confused as to why in a time of such crisis, Keto not rasied his
voice once. The reason was soon revealed.
"Because I won't be the headless corpse lying on the promenade if
the Appenedix doesn;t get found soon," he said.
"Ah," said Wildflower. "So what are we going to do?"
"We? We? We aren't going to do a thing."
"All right," conceded Wildflower. "What am I going to do?"
"You will retrieve that appendix whereupon you will destroy it in
the nearest airlock."
"Why won't you help me?" Wildflower asked.
"Because, Jennifer, I won't be the one to lose my job if it gets
found out that there is a mutated appendix running loose on an
exploration ship," said Keto, the smile seemed glued to his face.
"Keety, I think you'll find that if it does get loose that a
mutated Appendix escaped from the medibay, then they'll hold the
chief medical officer repsonsible for breaking quaratine regulations
and allowing an unsafe organism to riot on the ship. And the chief
Medical Officer is you, isn't it?"
The smile instantly dropped from Keto's face.
"Ok, here's the plan, we set up waypoints at the end of every
corridor," he began fervently. Keto wanted to be fired as much as he
wanted to be romantically entangled with The Big Pink Tree.
His plan was interrupted by the entrance of Shakespeare and Coffey
to the medibay. Shakespeare was the first to notice the empty room.
"Charles, where'th is thy mutation?" he asked, a note of dread
present in his voice.
"Wildflower here was a asleep and it escaped."
"But weren't you in your office at the same time?" asked Coffey.
"Look we're on a limited timeline here," Keto said quickly. "We
need to find the appendix, and fast. It burnt Tara's hand once and
that was when it was tiny. Imagine the corrosive damage it could do
now. It could short out power cables, drive wires, or even the
vending machine's voice recognition programs. We need to find it
now."
"Good'st plan, I shall place an APB round thous't ship in case'st
people should find thy organ."
"NO!" shouted Keto. "I mean, no. If this get's out it could cause
panic and unnecessary worry."
"Not to mention the fact that Keto is afraid of losing his job."
"Shut up, Wildflower," said Keto through gritted teeth. "We can't
tell anyone else than who is in this room."
"Tell anyone what?" asked Tara, who was suddenly standing behind
Coffey and Shakespeare. "Say, where's the appendix?"
"Keto let it escape," said Wildflower.
"Focus here, I need your concentration. Now whilst we go to find
the appendix, we need someone to stay here and guard the medibay's
quaratine room. No one is to know that the appendix has escaped.
Who feels they can do that?"
Tara put her hand up.
There was a rustling from the far corner of the room.
"What could you do?" asked Keto.
*Rustle*
"Don't be stupid, you're a completely different colour."
*Rustle*
"You're a smegging tree!"
*Rustle*
"Oh I give up, yes, you can stay here with Tara and go undercover
as a pretend appendix,"
*Rustle*
"No I'm not paying you."
*Rustle-rustle*
"I already told you, you're a smegging tree!"
Keto, Coffey, Shakespeare and Wildflower stood in a line of four.
All dressed in their black medibay suits with walkie talkies attached
to their syringe belts.
"Ok, toss a coin Tara," said Keto. "Heads my team member is
Coffey, tails its Wildflower."
Tara flipped a small coin she was handed by the Big Pink Tree and
watched it spin gracefully in the air. It landed on the table,
bounceda few times and landed. On tails. Keto groaned.
"Keetos, we're together," said Wildflower, happily.
"Why did I ever agree to this?" he asked.
The six members gathered aroudn the medibay's central table.
"This is the final plan," said Keto. "Tara and the Tree, you stay
in the medibay, tend to emergencies and the like. Tree, you dress up
as that pathetic appendix and hide in the quarantine room. Tara, you
hang a cloth over the window.
"Wildflower and I will take corridors 1-345, Shakespeare, you and
Coffey take corridors 346-800.
"We'll report in to each other if any news of the appendix is
spotted.
"All understood?" asked Keto.
"Why do we have more corridors?" asked Shakespeare.
"You don't it just sounds like it. Bring in the appendix alive.
And NO ONE ELSE ON THE SHIP IS ALLOWED TO KNOW!"
"Yes sir," chorused the rest of the medibay.
"Let's go," said Keto, flicking the on switch of his weapon.
"I thought you said 'Bring the appendix in alive'?" queried
Wildflower at the sound of Keto's weapon.
"I did, but I never said anything about bringing you back alive,"
glared Keto.
Wildflower suddenly felt a lot more worse.
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