I Want You... Dead (Wednesday 13) 1: The Unconscious Chick

Okie dokie, thankies to everyone who messaged me about being in this thing, and sorry to everyone who missed out!
Now, before i get to distracted by talking/writing crap at you here, i'll get on with the goddamn thing (yes, it it a blasphemous quiz)!
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Tell me, have you seen the marvellous breadfish, swimming in the ocean waters?
You open your eyes slowly as you slip back into consciousness, and your eyes are are greeted with the familiar hospital-green roof.
You groan as it all comes back to you; the car accident, flying through the windshield and whatnot.
Propping yourself up on one elbow, your head rushes with pain.
Instantly you flop back down and sigh, feeling the needle in your wrist made you slighty queazy.
So, you went back to sleep.
You had no idea how many hours it was later that you awoke again, this time to the sound of shouting.
"I don't need any fucking help! Fuck, I only got-"
The man's voice was cut off by another guy.
"Dude, Eric, shut the fuck up! There are other people in here!"
You lay still, pretending to be asleep.
Not that you wanted to eavesdrop, but these people sounds like they were having an interesting conversation.
"Since when have you cared about other people, Joey?" The man called Eric demanded.
"Since... I dunno, but just shut up, ok?"
There was silence for a little while, until you heard the clunking of platform boots pacing the ward you were in.
"I'm sooo fucking bored right now." Complained a voice that was mildly familiar.
"Hey, it's not like i want to be here!" Eric was still there.
"You're so dumb, getting stuck like that."
"Shut up, fuck face!"
The was lighter footsteps, then:
"Ahh, excuse me, but uh, which one of you is Eric?" It was the doctor.
"Gay-boy over here is Eric." The guy called Joey said, and you heard him push Eric.
Eric was wearing the platforms.
"Well, Eric, I'm pleased to inform you that everything is fine-"
"I fucking told you!" Eric interjects.
"-But," The doctor continues "We'd like to keep you here overnight. Just to be sure."
"What!?" Explodes the guy with the familiar voice. "We have a fucking show to play tonight!"
"I understand, but, it's for the health and well-being of your bass player..."
"I'm fine!" Eric yelled.
"Sirs, would you please calm down! There are other people here!"
There was a low muttering between them all.
"Fucking fine. I'll stay here. Fuck!" Eric grumbled.
"I'll ring Rob. Tell him the show's cancelled." Said the familiar-voice-guy.
"He won't be happy..." Warned another guy.
"I know, i know..." You heard the dull thud of heavy boots as he left.
"Please come and lie down here. The nurse will come back in a few hours. Get some rest." The doctor walked closer and closer to you.
Ah... right next to my bed... You thought.
Eric sat down on his bed (rather noisily) and soon the other guy's had gathered around him and we're talking shit.
"Check out that unconscious chick next to us... How hot is she?" Asked someone.
"Fuck me, she's hot as!" Eric yelled.
The other guys murmered in agreement.
At this comment, you opened one eye wearily and looked at them all. They were all watching you, smirking.
You saw them all, then did a double-take.
Your jaw dropped.
Sitting next to you was the Murderdolls.
Badger Badger Badger Badger Badger Badger Badger Mushroom Mushroom

Sorry it's so short but it's nearly 2am and i have school tomorrow.
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