King Of The Hill Porn Story: In Your Shoes – Chapter 3

In Your Shoes-Part 3

Hello. Nice to see my small band of fans. Just Joking. Uh…not much here, so I’ll continue.

He was aware, but just by a thread. He was straddling the line. But he slept peacefully. His mind had long since decided that he wanted Nancy, and no one else. With that thought, Dale ventured deeper into the black abyss, the endless void.

The doctors said he may not make it. It was ‘up in the air’. Hank watched as his best friend lay still in bed, not moving at all, with too many tubes sticking out of him. It nauseated him, but all he could do was watch. Not even Nancy or Joseph was allowed in.

Hank was so wrapped up in his thoughts, that he hadn’t heard the doctors and nurses filter back in. Two doctors stood in the back of the room, with their crisp white jackets blending perfectly with everything else, whispering urgently together. The nurses made their way up to Dale, and started poking, prying and moving things.

“Mr. Hill, could you please move out of the way?” A young nurse, with a too tight white skirt asked Hank politely.

Hank scooted to his left, so he was up against the glaring walls, as the white medical light spread it’s white light across the white room. Hank was really getting tired of all of the white.

When he looked across the room, he saw a sink, and a full length mirror. He saw the only color in the room. Blue. His blue shirt. Wow, talk about being the ‘life’ of the party.

The seriousness fell back on him, as he looked back at his non-responsive friend. A nurse injected something in it. Nothing seemed to happen, so Hank was about to make his way for the door.

Suddenly, a loud beeping noise filled the room. Looking back, Hank saw Dale twisting and turning in his bed. He was fighting off the tubes, which the nurses were desperately trying to keep in him. Dale’s face was a deep shade of horror, and it made Hank a bit sick and sad just to watch.

He looked to the doctors, but they just stood there with their clipboards, nodding solemnly.

Dale had made his way up off of the bed, and was heading toward the white computer in a corner of the room. All of the nurses were trying to put him back on the bed, but Dale was on a secret rampage.

Dale slammed down on the computer, and all Hank could see was sparks. Then, he heard the dead line of the heartbeat. The smoke and sparks cleared, showing the two doctors injecting something else into Dale’s shaking body.

They lead him back to the bed, then checked their clipboard. “What the hell!” The doctors looked up surprised, probably forgot he was even there. “What did you do!”

One of the doctors looked up, and cleared his throat, then said, “Well, we needed a response from the patient. He is hovering over the line of death. We injected a stimulant…a substance that makes him move. It got the response.” The doctor finished matter-of-factly, then turned his attention back to the other doctor, who was currently watching a nurse bending over Dale.

Dale was bleeding with his collision with the computer. Hank thought it was crazy and stupid that they would try such a thing. Hank left the room in disgust, with one last look at his now silent still friend.

Nancy shook her head in her hands, her shoulders jerking up and down, as she let the tears flow.

She listened as she heard a smash, and some confusion. She vaguely wondered what was happening in there. She looked up quickly as she heard a door open. Hank walked out, looking a bit angry.

She stood up automatically, wiping the tears away impatiently. “How is he!” She asked Hank quietly. “They still don’t know.” Was all he could force out, as he went off in search of coffee.

She put her head back in her awaiting hands, as she rocked comfort into herself. She heard shuffling around her, but she just thought of it as background sounds.

Before she knew it, she was fast asleep, still in the same position.

Peggy scooted toward Hank, who was talking quietly to Bill. “Hank, can I talk to you?” Peggy asked as Bill finished his sentence. “Sure.” Both men said, as Bill headed off to find Boomhauer.

“Why is Kahn, Minh, and Connie here?” asked Hank as he watched Connie put down her cards.

“Dunno. Maybe Kahn and Minh actually care.” Peggy commented.

“Hank, the kids are getting tired, and they have school tomorrow.” Peggy whispered. Hank nodded, as he looked at his watch. 11:47 p.m. flashed back at him.

“Okay.” Hank answered back. “I have to substitute tomorrow. So I’ll take them home, and I guess anyone else who needs o go back.” Peggy smiled, kissed Hank on the cheek (which he usually wouldn’t have let her done), then gathered up the kids.

A few seconds later, Joseph ran up to Hank. “Mr. Hill, can’t I stay!” He asked angrily. Hank waited a second, then said, “Joseph, we will let you know any news we hear about your dad. Just go home and get some sleep.”

Joseph nodded, defeated, then followed Peggy. Peggy took off with Joseph, Bobby, Luanne, Connie, Kahn, and Minh.

Hank sat down next to Bill, Boomhauer, and Nancy, as they waited for any news about Dale.