A Fan's Dream

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic
I'm so terrible!

Submitted: June 26, 2017

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On a storm beaten island in the middle of the ocean, stood a white brick building. A tall black gate surrounded the edge of the island. A single dock with a single boat was the only way on or off the island. All the windows were set high in the walls, and all possessed thick black bars. There was no sign, nor any name of any kind to be found. Not that anyone would want to find such a dismal looking place.
 

 Inside, there was only one cell block that still had electricity. I walked down the cell's corridor, glancing into the cells as I passed. Most were empty, but that would change soon. I pushed a wheelchair ahead of me, taking all care not to jostle the patient within. His dyed brown haired head tilted back, his blue eyes rolling in an unfocused manner.
 

 "Almost there." I murmured, squeezing their shoulder.
 

 "You finally got him, then?" A rich sonorous voice asked from the cell to my left.
 

 "Good morning, Benedict." I said smoothly, glancing at the over six foot, green to blue eyed man. He was dressed in jeans, a t-shirt and a red cape with a high collar. "Looks a little odd without the rest of the costume." I point out, gesturing to the fully clothed mannequin in his cell. It displayed the costume of Doctor Steven Strange, minus the cape obviously.
 

 "Doesn't mean I agree with what you're doing!" He called back.
 

 I laughed as I wheeled the patient into the cell next to Benedict's, then strode back out. I'd learned it was best to allow them to get up themselves. Just like the other occupied cells, this one was bordering on lavishly comfortable. Each had the best furniture, any sorts of hobby items they could ask for, television, movies, games, whatever. Also like the others, there was a mannequin displaying a costume, this one was green and black leather with gold metal, a gold horned helmet, and a flowing cape.
 

 "More tea, Benedict?" I asked sweetly, stepping into Benedict's line of sight.
 

 As he hesitated, weighing his options, the new arrival staggered to his feet. He turned slowly, taking in his new surroundings. He stumbled forward to examine something, tripping slightly on the cuff of his jeans.
 

 "How long are you going to keep us here?" Benedict finally asked with a frown. "Until we wind up like..." His eyes flicked to the cell across from his.
 

 I didn't have to turn to know what he was talking about. In the cell was a mannequin displaying flowing black robes, a wig stand bearing a greasy looking black wig, and a small holder cradling an ornate black wand. A large portrait stood in a corner displaying a handsome older man with hazel eyes and graying auburn hair. He stood with his arms folded, smiling warmly at the camera.
 

 "We are going to have a lovely garden party, and you are not invited!" A husky voice sounded further down the corridor.
 

 "Sounds like Jack Sparrow's at it again." Benedict said under his breath.
 

 "Captain! Captain!" Johnny hollered back.
 

 We both looked down the corridor and saw Johnny standing at the bars of his cell, his tattooed arms draped through the bars. He, unlike Benedict, was dressed in his full pirate's outfit. I couldn't help a smile. By now, the new arrival had returned to his own cell bars and was watching us.
 

 "Tea would be wonderful." Benedict finally said, somewhat reluctantly. "Thank you."
 

 "Is the rum gone?! Why is the rum gone?!" Johnny demanded.
 

 I smiled to myself again as I made my way back out of the cell block. Before I left, I heard Tom speak to Benedict.
 

 "Tea? Why do you only get tea? Can't I have tea? O-oh! What about pudding?!"
 

 "She has us...in cells on an island..." Came Benedict's disbelieving reply. "And you're worried about tea and pudding?!"


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