Episode LI

Luke ended up in a small hospital in Westwood. The doctors weren't saying much, and he only hoped no news was good news, but after a while it started to drive him crazy. Man I must be really paranoid or something He thought to himself.
He sat in the sterile small room the westwood hospital, wishing a doctor would come talk to him even though he dreaded that every person that walked towards his room, might be the doctor bringing him bad news.

Most of the shows on the TV weren't worth watching and that was only when he could get the remote working. He avoided skateboarding and other sport shows, since it depressed him even more. The only alternative were soap operas and baking shows.
Being visited a couple short times by his sister made him happy but, was certainly not enough to keep him from the edge, where he dropped off into endless boredom.

The doctors finally came and told him what he really didn't want to know after what seemed like an eternity. His only recourse from any depression came from his appetite for something to do, anything to keep him from going comatose.

Utilizing a plastic spoon and a pea he managed to set off another patients alarm. He was hardly able to explain his red face from holding in the laughter to the nurse, who nearly insisted that he use the bedpan.
Every day he got better at finding something a little more mischievous and fun to do. So far, he'd kept his pranks small enough or untracable enough that the nurses hadn't blamed him for too much.
Soon, though,
soon they would find the best prank he'd ever played in his life. This one would be too hard to hide from and he would enjoy every minute of their surprise, even if it made them feel like poisoning his cold jiggly chocolate he got every evening at precisely 6:07 (and usually about 45 seconds).
He tried to hide a slightly evil, but mischievous grin as a nurse burst into his room with his jello.