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The weird and ... Chapter 3
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Sam, Teddybears and monsters roams a otherwise peaceful, normal Danish hospital.

At the second day at hospital I tried to get up and about. And although that was a bit difficult at the beginning it was also nice. But as the afternoon was slowly gliding into evening I suddenly felt so very sad ...
I am not even sure why ...
So - taking advantages of the fact that I was alone in my hospital room most of the time - I mean, I was the only patient sleeping in that room - I decided to have a good cry ...
In short; I BAWLED ...
Johnny started up from his chair and stuck his hand down my backpack to produce his scuba diving gear - just in case I cried up an in-door flood - but then he clearly thought to himself that that was not so funny and came over to hug and kiss me instead.
When I finally subsided and only sniffled Johnny whispered in my ear "What happened, sweetie? Would you like for the nurses to come ..."
But I was way too embarrassed for any nurses and sobbed so.
"O.K. ... But canīt I help you?" my sweet sweetie offered next.
And even though I told him - still sniffling and using Johnnyīs big handkie to blow my nose in - that his hugs and kisses helped a lot he still want to know if he couldnīt do more.
So I hesitated and then suggested "You could - you know I love that - you could play Sam - again"
Now I do so love the sweet, caring, gentle Sam. ... and even though my imaginary silly claim he is not in any way like Sam he is! Very much so even in my opinion - when he thinks people are not paying any notice -O*
But for now my baby leaned back and looked at me very seriously and then said slowly "O.K. - I guess I can do that"
Then to my great surprise - and regret - he let go off me and moved out between the two bed in the room sticking his hand waaaaaay down in the pocket of his knitted cardigan and came up with an ... upright?
And after that with a squaling piano stool who claimed it hadnīt the time for this nonsense - it was ready to run a marathon for fourlegged furniture and claimed it could win lid down in front of all the big tables and chest of drawers.
"Be quiet" Johnny mumbled "This will only take a moment!" And then he sat down and played and sang in his soft sweet voice:
 
"You must remember this
a Meeps is just a Meeps
as she so often sigh ...
You are the best girl for me though
as times goes by"
 
"As two lovers we woo -
smiling I love you.
On that you can rely.
You are my sweet favorite chicken
as time goes by"
 
... the sweet silly had chosen to interpreted my words as "Play it again, Sam" - really ... Tshee-hee *O*
Not wanting to sound ungrateful - sounding awful instead of ungratelful since chickens are not natural songbirds, I am afraid - I sang back:
 
"Man of movie and story.
Inspiration for my work.
How shall we exthol thee
who are fan of thee.
Wider still and wider shall thy name be known.
Aphrodite who made thee a cutie
Make thee cuter still.
Aphrodi-hee-hee-hee"
 
My Johnny claimed firmly - while tickling me - that he was NOT Johnny Depp! Not the real one.
So his only fan was a silly chicken who should have learned by now to have a civil tongue in her beak. Here he stopped though and asked anxiously "Does it hurt laughing? I am so sorry, sweets. I didnīt think ..."
I said that "Yes, it does. But it is so lovely having a good laugh anyway. Beside - you are my inspiration - and a cutie" I smiled.
Johnny still didnīt look so happy and asked if I could wait a minute while he fetched something.
I said "Of course" and then giggled again because he on his way out picked up the now quiet stool and let it disappear down his pocket.
I sure hope it won the race -o*
A moment later Johnny was back smiling broadly and saying "Look who I found down at the shop! Our little Hunnybear trying to buy chocolade for you even though Teddybear-fur hasnīt got pocket and she consequently didnīt have any money to pay with"
And there my Teddybear Ms Hunnybear O'Grr was safely up on Johnny's arm. In one round paw the little cutie kept a firm hold of five big balloons and with the other paw kept an even better hold of the shoulder part of Johnnyīs t-shirt.
"There" Johnny smiled "Lotte gave you chocolade and Doris flowers. Now Iīll ... now you have ballons too" and gave me said orbs full of hot air.
Then he looked with a fond smile at the little bear and said "You can let go now, Hunnybear. It was the ballons who made you float away down at the shop. Now Meepsie has got them you wonīt go anywhere, I promise" 
And since the little she-bear is very much in love with her Johnny she obediently let go off his t-shirt.
I guess she missed him at home - but it really did turn out she has come to comfort me - doing what Teddybears are best at.
... sweet bear, isnīt she *o* ?
But no sooner had Hunnybear snuggled into my arms before she said in an excited whisper "Johneeeee - there is something beneath the covers!!!"
"Yeah, me" I said in a terse voice.
But Johnny - ever being the sweet boy - took her serious and quickly removed the covers and unveiled a squat green little figure with small horns on his big head and a rather scared expression on his face.
Johnny grabbed him at the back of his coat and held him up for inspection saying very angry "What the Hell do you think you are doing, matey!"
The figure squarmed and wriggled but finally admit to be a "pain-monster" - or more precisely a demon named Louis Roque hired by the hospital to go around making sure people hurt probably when they have been operated and so on.
He really claimed to being that ...
I canīt believe a normal Danish hospital would hire such a .. person - so either he has a very vivid imagination or ... Or I do *o* ... it's probably me *O*
Hunnybear and Johnny was very offended that he would do a thing like that so my darling boy conjured up a small cage and imprisoned Mr. Roque in it.
O.K. - I better admit here that I have for some time imagined my imaginary Johnny to have magic powers other than that overwhelming charme he (and the real Johnny Depp) has possessed all the time -o*
And there must be some truth in Louisī claim of being the source of my pain - because I felt much better after that *O*