#whump stuff

Whumpee is given a word. A single word that dictates when they've got permission to speak. It's been weeks since they last heard it. Caretaker keeps asking them to say something. Practically begging them, but they won't say the word.

Of course they won't. They have no way of knowing what it is, but Whumpee can't find their voice without it. It's so deeply engrained in them that not even Whumper's death can fix it.

"You did a phenomenal job today Whumpee", Doc pulled their gloves off and sat Whumpee up on the table, "very proud of you."

"Thankyou, uhm, c-can I have...."

Whumpee watched Doc hurry out of the room... on to the next examination.

Doc's assistant Toren slid in to the closing door and saw Whumpee lower their head sadly.

"What's the sad face?", Toren lovingly cupped Whumpee's chin, "that was a successful test. Doc left happy."

"I was hoping Doc would let me have some jello. I've been on a restricted diet for a while now. I was hoping for something sweet", Whumpee admitted, "I was hoping for a reward."

"Ah, so that is why you were behaving so well", Toren grinned, "I can message Doc if you want... or..."

Whumpee made a sly grin.

"That's up to you", Toren nodded.

Toren did a few things with Whumpee then got them ready to go back to their room.

Whumpee giggled as they pulled out of Toren's soft grip and ran down the hall.

"No... Whumpee... come back", Toren whispered sarcastically as they looked at their watch.

After a few minutes Toren reached for their phone.

"Hey Doc, uhm, Whumpee escaped", Toren tried not to laugh.

"Whumpee escaped? Why are the alarms not going? Get the guards on it", Doc sighed, already knowing this game quite well.

"It's one of those escapes Doc. You have to go after them", Toren was having a harder time not laughing.

"You trouble makers. I don't have time for this", Doc looked at their computer.

"I know Doc. That's the exact reason... why", Toren went into the exam room, "shit!"

"What now?", Doc started to stand.

"Inhaler. Whumpee's inhaler is still in the exam room", Toren held it and hurried, "it was on the desk. I didn't see it. Where are you? I'll meet you halfway."

"Meet me at the front door", Doc had already started to run, "and for both of your sakes. I hope I find them before an asthma attack happens. Their asthma has been tricky lately, and they're running. This stupid game you both play....", Doc sighed, ".... just meet me at the front."

Whumpee nodded at the guards as they passed the desk and the door.

The guards already knew this game. No real risk to an escape. Whumpee would be brought back in a while.

The phone rang.

"Don't let Whumpee out", Toren was out of breath.

"Th-they just ran out. They gave me the nod", the guard spoke in confusion.

"I know. They don't have their inhaler", Toren hurried, "they have no idea they forg... well, I forgot it."

"Should I go get them?", the guard stood.

"No no, they'll think they're in trouble", Doc ran in.

Toren hears Doc's voice.

"Tell Doc, I have one more flight of stairs and a hallway", Toren gasped, "I'll be right there."

Doc frowned as the inhaler was handed over. Toren gasped for air as Doc ran out the door and into the surrounding woods.

Doc's hidden lab was deep in the forest.

Whumpee knew during this fake escape that they only had permission to go a certain ways out. It was even marked so Whumpee wouldn't go any farther.

Running and giggling, Whumpee wondered if Doc was after them yet.

They looked back for a moment; as they turned back to see the trail ahead they were to late to stop. Their feet caught a giant stick in the pathway.

Whumpee screamed as they fell forward.

"Hhhh *cough* hhhhh" Whumpee gasped.

They had landed on their stomach, all of their air knocked out of them.

They laid their for a moment trying to catch their breath.

"Inhhhh... inhah", they gasped again. Whumpee slid their hand to the pocket, every move hurt.

'Empty?', Whumpee moved around in the pocket, hoping the inhaler would fall into their hand, "hhhahhh!"

Their vision blurred and hearing was echoed.

They reached a hand forward and grabbed into the dirt.

"Hhh, *wheeze* Hhhep", they pulled themself along the ground a few inches.

"Mmm", Whumpee struggled, they rolled onto their side. It felt like every move tightened their chest.

Suddenly, hands were grabbing at them. Something was pushed between their lips.

"Come on, dammit, breath", Doc yelled as they compressed the inhaler again. They wiggled Whumpee around and blew into their face until Whumpee finally gasped in the medicine.

"Hhh, *cough* whheehh, hhh", Whumpee struggled. They looked up at Doc with a dazed look.

"Give it a minute", Doc sat Whumpee up, "let the medicine work."

"Sohhhrry, mmm, hmm", Whumpee whimpered.

"No talking right now, just focus on breathing. That was a very stupid stunt. I know this one wasn't fully your fault because your inhaler should have been in your pocket, but that was very stupid", Doc moved around and prepared to lift Whumpee.

Whumpee melted into Doc's arms and looked up at them with sad eyes.

"I'm not mad at you. Just mad the situation", Doc looked at the stick before they started to walk, "you have scrape marks everywhere. You could have easily passed out or worse.... i-if I had not found you..."

Doc kicked the stick out of the trail. I'm guessing that tripped you. You were pulling yourself even farther down the path in your confusion.

"I-I was?", Whumpee frowned.

"Judging by the markings in the ground, yes", Doc hurried down the trail, "I will hand you over to Toren when we get back. Have them patch you up, I have to finish what I was working on. No more tomfoolery from either of you. Am I understood?"

The lab was in sight, Toren was holding the door open.

"Yes Doc", Whumpee looked down, "but can.."

"No buts", Doc walked through the door and handed Whumpee to Toren.

"Doc, Whumpee has", Toren saw Whumpee trying to fight tears before they hid their face in the crook of Toren's neck.

"You would be smart not to test me", Doc glared at Toren, "fix them."

"Sss", Whumpee whined as Toren cleaned and bandaged.

"You got into a pretty big fight with that stick Whumpee", Toren tried to joke with them to lighten the mood.

"The stick won unfortunately", Whumpee whispered sadly.

"Eh, we will call it a draw", Toren added one last bandage, "alright, you have been mummified."

Toren reported to Doc's office.

*Knock, knock*

"Doc, I just wanted to report Whumpee is fully cleaned and bandaged."

"Good", Doc didn't look up, "I'm not happy with you."

"That's alright", Toren folded their arms across their chest.

"It is, hhm?", Doc looked up with a glare.

"Not much of a fan of you right now either", Toren nodded.

"Oh?", Doc sneered, "tell me about it. What is my offense in this situation?"

"Whumpee has been trying to ask you for jello all day. You have had them on a restricted diet for four months now. Though you have completely left that experiment behind. You left the exam room too quickly and they tried again when you were carrying them back. I also tried when you handed them to me. You idiot!"

"They're not on a restricted diet", Doc reached for their computer with a questioning look.

"Oh, they are. Look for yourself, but I already checked. Four months!" Toren frowned, "they just wanted something sweet."

"Huh", Doc sighed in disbelief, "Uh, well, okay. I'm removing the restrictions. Can you get them some jello, and maybe some ice cream."

"I can and I will, but you have to fix this. You have been really busy lately, you haven't really been spending time with Whumpee or anyone really. And the first time you really notice Whumpee is when they are hurt and upset, and you made it worse."

"Well, I wasn't happy.."

"You can be unhappy with me all you want. I didn't see the inhaler on the desk, and I didn't check their pocket. I will take the blame for that. The last several times Whumpee did this silly escape, it was fun, with no injury. It's not their fault their asthma has gotten worse. They got injured this time. They're human. They're going to get hurt. They're sad and scared right now", Toren turned, "that you need to fix, not me."

"Wait on the jello and ice cream. I have something else in mind", Doc stood, "I'll send you a task. I'll explain it in the note."

Toren nods, "Whumpee is in the playroom."

"Whumpee, are you in the lookout?", Doc scanned the playroom, "Toren said they left Whumpee in here", Doc thought out loud.

The room was set up for the test subjects to get out of their rooms and be with each other.

"I'm right here", Whumpee called down from the tower before standing up into Doc's view.

"Okay, and what will it take for you to come down here on the platform? I've had enough trying to chase you down today", Doc walked toward the lower platform of the lookout tower, "I don't think I can do those stairs. How are you even doing the stairs? You got so many scrapes today, I would be in my room if that were me."

Whumpee cautiously climbed down from the lookout. They sniffle as they sit down on the platform in front of Doc, then quickly dry their eyes on a used tissue they had.

Doc sighed as their heart broke slightly.

"Come here, I have some apologies to make to you", Doc lifted Whumpee from the platform and carried them to a nearby seat.

More tears slipped out of Whumpee's eyes as they were sat down on Doc's lap.

This time, Doc used their lab coat to wipe Whumpee's eyes.

"Alright you", Doc rubbed Whumpee's back gently, "I am so sorry I got after you today. That was not fair to you. I have been so stressed with work that I have not been paying attention to you or to anyone really. Toren got after me a little on this, and I will try to correct myself. I know you were just trying to have fun and get my attention. This escape wasn't like the others, though, was it?"

Whumpee sniffled and nodded.

"We now have your asthma. It, for some reason, has gotten worse. We all have to be a little more responsible about your inhaler, and that includes you. A simple, wait I need my inhaler. Toren and I will also be doing inhaler checks with you as well", Doc watched Whumpee's lip quiver.

Whumpee nodded sadly, "I hate this stupid asthma."

"I know it's annoying, and gets in the way of your fun. I think for our next experiments. We are going to delve into why your asthma has gotten so bad. I'm not mad at you, though. That is very important for you to know", Doc smiled as Whumpee rested against them.

"One last apology, then I have a deal to make with you. You have been on a restricted diet for a long time now. I am so sorry about that. I completely forgot to remove that restriction from you. To make it up to you", Doc pulled out their phone, "I'm going to call the kitchen. They are already waiting for this call. You tell them what you want for dinner tonight. A special treat."

"Hello", Whumpee timidly spoke into the phone when Doc lifted it to their ear.

"Hello baby, what you want to eat tonight?", the chef asked enthusiastically.

"Can I have jello?", Whumpee glanced at Doc.

"You can have jello. What else you want baby", the chef giggled.

"Uhm, uhm, spaghetti", Whumpee looked at the phone, "please!"

"We can do that. How does spaghetti with garlic bread sound. Maybe a small salad with dressing. Of course a bowl of jello", the chef listed off everything. "How does that sound?"

"It sounds yummy", Whumpee kicked their feet, "thankyou."

"You're welcome baby, it will be ready soon."

"Chef, can you make that two", Doc took the phone quickly, "sounds pretty good to me."

"Yes Doc, coming right up."

"Thanks" Doc hung up.

"So, Whumpee", Doc started, "I hope you enjoy that meal, and I have one more thing."

Whumpee looked at Doc curiously, "something else?"

"If you will all give me about an hour and twenty minutes to finish my tasks", Doc looked at their watch, "we will all have a movie night. I have Toren working on the details. You all are going to eat dinner and get in your pajamas. Then the guards will gather you all up. How does that sound?"

Whumpee smiled excitedly, "a movie night? Really?"

"Really really", Doc started to stand. They gently stood Whumpee up, "I just have a few things to finish."

Whumpee wrapped their arms around Doc, "thankyou."

"You're welcome" Doc smiled as they held Whumpee close, "let's get you to your room, so you can be ready for dinner."

Whumpee saw Doc step into the room for the movie.

"Doc, can you sit next to us", Whumpee waved.

Several others also waved Doc over.

Doc grabbed a bowl of popcorn and walked over.

Everyone gathered around once Doc was sitting on the floor.

"Is everyone comfortable?", Doc looked around.

"Yes Doc", everyone spoke in unison.

"Toren, I do believe we are ready", Doc looked up at the assistant with a big smile, "will you join us?"

"I wouldn't miss it", Toren smiled as they grabbed another big bowl of popcorn.

A few of the test subjects crowded around Toren once they were sat down.

"We will have to do movie nights more often", Toren smiled as a few hands cautiously reached for the popcorn, "go ahead, grab some popcorn. It's for all of us."

"I think movie nights are a great idea" Doc nodded, "here get some popcorn", Doc shook the bowl gently.

The lights dimmed and the movie started.

Everyone was quiet except the sound of popcorn being chewed.

Doc looked over the group.

"Whumpee, do you have your inhaler?", Doc smiled.

Whumpee reached into their pocket and held it up, "I remembered."

"That's good", Doc chuckled.

"The movie is starting" Toren whispered.

Doc nodded, "that's not the only thing starting", Doc looked over the group again, "I love you all do much", they whisper.

"We love you too!"

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When Whumpee is so emotionally overwhelmed that their face begins to contort as though they're in physical pain.