Bella finds a kitten and wants to keep it!
Written in play format.
2. The Vet
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(At home, Bella is setting down a bunch of shopping bags and Edward is eating a muffin. Muffin is playing with a new toy, but scratches herself alot.)
Bella: Oh, how sweet! Why is she scratching so much Edward?
Edward: She probably has fleas.
Edward: Yah, we should probably take her to the vet.
Bella: No! Not the vet!
Edward: Why not the vet?
Bella: When I was five I had a puppy who got sick...
Edward: Understood, so how about Carlisle?
Bella: I guess...
Edward: Let's go before some fleas decide to jump on my muffin.
Bella: Ugh, you and your muffins!
Edward: What, they're good!
(Carlisle walks in, having heard his name.)
Carlisle: Someone need me?
Edward: We found a kitten and we think it has fleas and Bella dosn't want to take it to the vet because of a bad childhood experiance.
Carlisle: Sorry Bella, I'm a people doctor, I can't help you.
Bella: Fine, we'll take her to the vet.
(Five minutes later, they are in the vet waiting room.)
Bella: I hope it's a nice vet.
Edward: All I can hear is knowledge and what to do next.
Bella: Oh, I can't do this! I'm leaving! I treat her myself!
Edward: No your not.
Bella: Why not?
Edward: That's why.
(He points to a door right as it opens and a lady comes out.)
Vet: Bella with Muffin, it's your turn.
(Edward whispered something to the vet and she smiled and nodded, but before Bella could notice, she hid it.)
Vet: Put Muffin up here and let's have a look at her. You said she scratching alot?
Bella: Yes that's right, and we think she may have fleas.
Vet: Let's see here... hmmm, oh no... not good... oh my, my, my... huh.
Bella: Don't tell me!
Vet: I have some bad news.
Bella: No! Don't put her to sleep forever! please try to cure her!
Vet: I'm sorry, Bella, but... she has fleas.
Bella: No, please! Give her anoth... what did you say?
Vet: (smiling) She only has fleas.
Bella: Yay! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank...
Edward: That's enough Bella, let's go get some flea shampoo.
Bella: Thank you, thank you, thank you,...
(Edward drags Bella behind him who is holding Muffin tightly.)
Edward: If I were you, I wouldn't hold that Muffin so tightly unless I wanted it's fleas.
(Bella's grip immediately loosened, enough that Muffin jumped out and escaped.)
Bella: Muffin, come back!