"Gee, it's me, Mikey." Mikey answered, hoping that Gerard's meds were just messing with him.
"Mikey who?" Gerard questioned.
"I'm your brother Gerard, you are not allowed to forget me!" Mikey almost screamed.
"Haha, chill out Mikes, I'm just playing with you." Gerard laughed.
Mikey however did not look quite so amused.
"Gerard Way, you dick. You scared the living shit out of me!" Mikey cried out in rage, "I can't believe you would do that to me! You just wait Gee, I'm gonna scare you so hard...."
"Oh, I'm so scared." the older replied sarcastically.
"I promise, you'll pee yourself. Twice."
"So we're doing this now, a scare-off, really?" Gerard asked.
"You're on little bro, and you're going down."
"We'll see, we'll see." Mikey grinned evilly.
Their conversation was interrupted by a knock at the door.
"Hi, I'm Dr. Benze, and I'm here to get you checked out, umm," he glanced down at his clipboard, "Gerard."
"Cool beans." Gerard replied.
"Let's blow this pop stand." Mikey added.
Dr. Benze led the brothers to the desk and gave the receptionist a few papers, then he left. The woman had Gerard sign a few, and let the brothers leave.
"You know, you're lucky we live close to the hospital, because I wouldn't have come to get you otherwise." Mikey remarked, sticking his tongue out.
"Oh shut up, you know you love me." Gerard teased.
"Ah, whatever, just next time look both ways when you cross the street." Mikey said, mimicking a pre-school teacher.
"Oh if you're gonna be like that, maybe you should start making your own breakfast." Gerard shot back.