Getting injured in your hand, part of your wrist, or in your forearms wasn't exactly an emergency compared to getting stabbed in your vital organs, but it was still painful though it wasn't as evident on Elsa's face—except for her forehead vein sticking out like a sore thumb or a... you know, a vein.
And to my surprise, a modified electronic car that was "highered" and that could go off-road was already present by the exit.
Though Elsa blew up, "Why'd you have to call a car over, Sebastian?! The clinic's just over there! I can— We all can see it!"
"But you're hurt, my lady, and your comfort's our priority."
She turned to me with an annoyed look, "See what I deal with on a regular basis—"
I scoffed-chuckled, "If you were Kaley and you acted this way after getting hurt, I would've chopped the back of your head already so you'd pass out so we could get on with it..."
"WHAT?!"
I turned to Sebastian, "I'll do it if you won't—"
Sebastian was at a loss, "Deary me..."
"Sebastian! You're not considering that, are you?! F-Fine! If that'll make you two shut up!"
In any case, a little bit of harmless intimidation could do wonders but us driving past the petting area garnered a bit of attention. Still, I made sure to call over the two, maybe three people that would need to know what just happened so they'd be present.
I pushed to roll down the windows before I shouted at the top of my lungs, "KALEY! EDITH! MAURO! ELSA HURT HER HAND! WE'RE GOING OVER TO THE CLINIC OVER THERE!"
And Elsa instantly kicked the back of my seat, "Why'd you have to tell them?! It's just a sprain or something, you don't have to be so dramatic about it! This happens all the time!"
"For real?"
Sebastian nodded, "Unfortunately, it's true... But that doesn't mean we should treat it like it's nothing, no?"
I nodded, "Yeah, what if you died?"
"Ugh... Wait— what?!"
"Just an example—"
"THAT'S NOT EVEN IN THE SAME DEGREE OF— You're insane..."
"You just noticed? I wanted to get tested but it's just so apparent, you know?"
Elsa was instantly caught off-guard, "Pfft... Dammit, now you're making me laugh, truly insane..."
The driver finally spoke up, "W-We're hear, my lady... Take it easy on the way down—"
"I'm not pregnant, alright—"
Sebastian and I said at the same time, "You might be—"
"SHUT UP! Thanks, Rory but you two, help me get down!"
It didn't take long before the resident "Doctor" welcomed us briefly but before he could even take Elsa in for an X-ray, the whole crew just popped in and crowded the whole veterinary clinic. That made Elsa annoyed even more but it was fun to see her interact with her sister and her husband because it was fucking night and day.
She essentially made sure that Edith didn't worry too much about her while Mauro had to comically take all of the blame and then some.
"What happened here again? If I may ask, my lady?" The doctor asked as he put on some prescription glasses.
"You're alright. Scratch that, you're really like Jackie—"
I rolled my eyes, "I'm sure he's a great dude but I'm me, alright? You don't hear me calling you the Asian Ronnie Coleman—"
"Hah! Why don't you?! That's just the dream, man—"
"It's because your calves looked a little small—"
"THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY TO MY CALVES?! LOOK, MAN! LOOK! IT'S BIGGER THAN YOURS! YOU—"
Quinn eventually snapped, "YOU GOT MORE UPSET WHEN YOU WERE TOLD YOUR CALVES LOOK SMALL COMPARED TO WHEN YOUR WIFE GETS HURT?! FUCKING DUMBASS!"
"STOP CALLING ME A FUCKING DUMBASS, YOU'RE THE REASON OUR GEN ROOM LOST ALL ITS FREE POWER!"
"THAT AGAIN?! HOW MANY TIMES WOULD I HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT IF WE DIDN'T COME THERE AT THAT EXACT SAME TIME, THE WHOLE INDUSTRIAL PARK WILL BE FULL OF YOUR 'FREE' POWER!"
"YOU COULD'VE JUST TAKEN CARE OF THE ONES THAT GOT AWAY! NOT TORCH THE WHOLE THING!"
"HAAH?! DO YOU JUST REMOVE THE HAIR YOU FIND IN YOUR SOUP AND CONTINUE EATING?! EVERYTHING'S FUCKED! WE HAD TO ACT FAST! YOU WEREN'T THERE!"
"HAIR IS JUST HAIR! AND YEAH! IT WOULD'VE BEEN DIFFERENT IF I WAS THERE!"
"YOU WOULDN'T GIVE UP, HUH?!"
"WHY THE FUCK WOULD I?!"
"IF YOU ASKED ELSA TO GIVE YOU HANDJOBS FROM TIME TO TIME, SHE'D HAVE THE MUSCLE TO NOT BE INJURED!"
"WHAT— YOU WANNA FUCKING GO, QUINN?!"
"I'D GLADLY BUT YOU'LL DEFINITELY BLAME THE BULL IF I TOSS YOU AROUND! YOU'RE A FUCKING PUNCH AWAY FROM FAINTING!"
"TRY ME THEN, BITCH!"
"BET, BITCH BOY!"
"BET!"
"THEN—"
Then a paperweight flew in the fucking air and clocked Mauro in the head, knocking him out. Right after that, we saw Elsa red in the face and so fucking pissed off while an icepack was resting on her right hand.
She was definitely the one that threw the paperweight on Mauro's head but Quinn wouldn't give it up from just that so she picked it up and dropped it on his balls for good measure.
"Quinn! Why'd— You know we're trying to make a— ugh... nevermind..."
"Oops... My bad, my bad..."
"Pfft..."
"HAHAHAHAHA!!!"
We ran through a rollercoaster of emotions while Elsa was gone but the only one who wasn't laughing was the doctor because he was obliged to check on Mauro's head and his injuries. Elsa might've come out unscathed but Mauro would probably worry about losing a few sperm and brain cells.
Then I turned to her with a grin, "Wanna see how it's really done though?"