Being a middle child has it's perks. If you are overlooked then you can sneak in to scenes and observe without being called away. You also have the gift of being able to look at siblings older and younger than you. I, Milisande, to the best of my ability will write a few episodes from the perspective of myself. How I saw my siblings in their funniest moments. And most of it when they were not aware (or in this case drugged).
The First Episode, Bambi.
I woke up early on a spring morning to some good breakfast at our Acreage house. I spotted my eldest sister Madeline sitting woefully on the couch. Knowing that she hadn't eaten since yesterday (neither did I) I offered her some breakfast. In my childish mind I thought this was a good offer, food that she wouldn't have to prepare. Unfortunately the was precisely the wrong thing to do as she had been fasting for an entire 24 hours in order to prepare for her wisdom tooth surgery. I had forgotten that tiny detail, oops.
I knew that look in her eye and winced in anticipation, but thankfully it seemed that Madeline was too occupied with being hungry and miserable to threaten me. I couldn't blame her though, at that age I thought everything was very exciting, but I am sure if I was in her position I would be a ball of nerves. But she did give that all-knowing sister glare we inherited from our mother.
Mom, Madeline and myself were going to the dentist's that day. We drove carefully I think, not like I ever payed attention to what my mother was doing, well that is unless it involved me. We made it to the dentist's and I was sent to the lobby to play with toys. Unfortunately I was at the age where I was too "cool" for toys (well unless I was at home). Their was only the receptionist in the lobby, but I still felt it wouldn't be very cool if I grabbed Mr. Potato-head and played house while I was waiting, so instead I decided to read a magazine. I cam to the quick conclusion of how boring Magazine's are, but alas! Their was laughing in the background. Quickly in order not to miss anything I went past the lobby to where my sister was getting her drugs.
I didn't really understand what was going on, my sister was in a sea green dentist's chair with oxygen nibs in her nose and a heart monitor by her knee. Everybody was laughing, then I clued in, Maddie was flailing like a lunatic. The nurses let her flail but tried their best to keep all the tubes attached to her in.
Maddie would continually shout in a loud voice; "I thought I was home!" and then proceed to pet the heart monitor, informing the nurse that she thought it was her puppy. It was all very comical, every once in a while the nurse would put another syringe of stuff in her arm (at this point I had no idea what anesthesia was) and she would continually flail her arms.
Getting bored of watching my sister I looked over to see what the Dentist's was doing. She was getting something from a box that looked rather like a small bullet, as a good home-schooled kid ought to, I asked if it was in fact, a bullet. The Dentist smiled at me but said that it was not a bullet. Somehow this bullet conversation turned to Madeline.
"Does she hunt?" the nurse asked,
"Yes, gophers" said my mother.
"But she wouldn't shoot Bambi would she?" said the nurse a little horrified.
Madeline answered audibly: "Mm mm Bambi"
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