Dr Meta D

-Dr. Meta-
(Bate / Meta)

"TEACHER!" Meta shouted and ran to the elder who was currently in the kitchen. He tugged on his wings and tried to drag him back to his room. "You can't be up!"
Bate gave him an odd glance and continued to sip the tea he recently made. "And why is that?" He asked.

The little Puffball gave a huff and frantically waved his arms in the air. "Teacherrrrr!" He whined. "You're recovering from having life or death heart surgery! You just can't get up from something so serious!"

Bate, who was currently entertaining Meta's request by playing doctor with him let out a light chuckle and took another sip of his tea. He didn't think he'd take the role so seriously; then again, half of his body was wrapped up in bandages, so maybe he should've figured Meta would get angry if he left the 'operating room' unannounced.

"Fine, fine..." The elder got up and headed back to his room, the little warrior following from behind. Once in bed, Meta climbed on the chair next to him and pulled out a toy stethoscope.

"Okay, Teach-oh, I mean….Mr. Bate," Meta showed him the device and explained what it was. Though Bate seen it many times in his life, he just listened to the Puffball ramble on about it. When he was done talking, Meta placed it on the elder’s chest. Bate inhaled and exhaled while Meta moved it around various places before taking it off and smiling.

"Well, Sir Bate...." Meta tried to resemble the tone of Mends. "The surgery was a success!"

"That's good to hear," The elder tried his best to act relieved from the fake results, "Can I leave now?" He said, hoping he could get back to his drink before it gets cold.

Meta nodded, "You can-Oh! Wait, not yet!!" The little Puff quickly ran out of the room and returned a few seconds later. He pulled out a small bag of candy and placed one in Bate's hand. Bate inspected the pink, sphere like treat and looked at Meta.

"Candy?" He said, slightly confused.

Meta shook his head. "No, Teacher! It's medicine!" He corrected him, "And if you don't eat it, you can't leave!"

Though he’s been said to distaste sweets, the elder decided to humor the little Puff and take it. He put the sweet treat in his mouth and quickly swallowed it.

“If only real medicine tasted like that,” He mused and got up from his bed.

Meta smiled and held up the bag when he saw how much he enjoyed it. “I have lots more if you want!” He beamed, “I think you need to take five or ten to fully recover!”

Bate let out a humorous laugh and walked out, “Nice try, Gumball, but like you said- the surgery was a success and I'm free to go.”

-End Drabble-

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