doctordominator | Prompt #1: "Who are you?"

Prompt #1: "Who are you?"

Character: Michael Anders
Fandom: Original
Word Count: 407

I was really hoping that, about now, my answer to that would be different than it's turned out to be. When I planned out my life, people asking that question today were supposed to get the answer:

"Lieutenant Michael Anders, U.S. Navy, Top Gun."

I had it all worked out and it was going so smoothly, too. Summers at Aviation Challenge every year, NROTC, everything. I was go for launch.

But there's this joke I heard once. "How do you make God laugh?"

The answer: "Tell Him your plans."

I hadn't planned on a drunk driver when I was figuring my life out. I hadn't planned on encountering him while I was driving back to my dorm one night. I guess he was so drunk he thought he was a moth or something, because he went straight for my headlights. That night, he died and my life ended. At least, the life I'd planned for.

I was a Freshman at the time. I'd been so pleased with myself; going to college a year early and all. I guess it was lucky for me that I did, because the physical therapy took a year before I was even ready to go back to classes; instead of ending up behind, I was more or less right "on schedule." Just not any schedule I'd filled out. I was lucky. By graduation, I was able to walk up and receive my degree without any really noticeable limp.

My dreams of being a Navy pilot were ended, though. I'd recovered and I was even in damned good shape, but I couldn't pass the physical and no way would they let me play air-jockey in a multi-million-dollar plane. Fortunately, I'd found a new set of goals. It was my physical therapy that started it, along with the therapy I got to work through my feelings of loss and frustration. Post-trauma therapy fascinated me. I ended up majoring in Psychology instead of Aeronautics, and going to medical school after my graduation.

So now, here I am. I started my practice a year ago, and it's finally starting to go somewhere. And when people ask me that question, this is what they hear:

"Dr. Michael Anders, Psychiatrist."

That's not who I planned to be, but it's definitely who I am. And it turns out that it's more than enough.

And yes, there is another answer to that question... but that answer can't be given here.

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Hi, um, I'm glad I finally go to talk to you again today, to clear up some of what's happened.

You do sing beautifully, you know.

Hello again! And thank you. :) I'm glad we got to talk again, too. I hope you had a good day after you left?

I did! Thank you! And one free from makeup, too. I'm meeting my best friend for dinner soon. I hope yours was good as well?

It was very good! Oh, and by the way, I expect to be halfway through your challenge by Wednesday. ;)

Oh my! Wow, then I have got to get cracking on finishing it!

I'd still like to whup you, and only in the sense of the running challenge, I promise. ;D

*snicker* So we're in competition, eh? ;D

You probably will whup me at it. I keep getting paged in the middle of my runs.

Ack! Be careful please? That'd be awful if you tripped or something. No, I'm not being snarky, either.

Not sure if you'd ever want to talk about it, but... I'm incredibly impressed that you can run.

I try to be... and I worry a little more about knocking pretty ladies over and giving them headaches. ;)

Because of my accident?

Well, now I'm going to worry about you twisting your ankle or something.

Yes, that sounds scary. I broke an arm and leg once, from a riding accident, but it was pretty easy as far as recovery goes.

Okay, clearly we need to run together to protect each other from mishap.

OUCH. Riding accidents sound scarier to me. I didn't really have time to process what was happening before the guy hit me. It was kind of a "Hey, asshole, turn your high beams down whyareyoucomingrightatmeyoumoron?" moment and then I woke up in the hospital.

We should do this thing! Alex, the guy who gave me the "shibarimushrooms" nick, isn't into running so... I usually go alone.

Really? I think the kind of accident you had is scarier. Honestly, I was more worried about my horse and what spooked him than me.

Which really isn't that good an idea if you run through deserted areas. Not meaning to challenge your ability to protect yourself, but there's always someone stronger, and there's safety in numbers, and there are plenty more clichés where those came from. ;)

I was mostly confused when I woke up. And very, very well-medicated. Did you ever find out what spooked your horse?

Not going to argue with you there except that the same goes for you too. :P Men can be victims of assault too, you know.

I was fuzzy-headed for a few minutes, and just ACHY. It was a fox that had nearly gotten trampled. And no, I wasn't fox hunting!

Yes, which is why I'll feel much safer with you running with me. ;)

I hope the fox didn't get trampled? Those are pretty cute creatures, but I'm really glad that it didn't result in you getting hurt worse than you were.

Good! And I promise to uh, never order you an evil sub again. You can take that any way you wish!

Not that we could tell, no. But I stuck to riding in the paddock for a while after my casts came off.

XD I had a feeling I'd dodged a bullet by leaving without that sandwich. I guess it depends on how evil the sub is. ;)

Smart move. It's kind of a shame that sometimes wildlife just gets right in the middle of things like that. My parents' neighborhood has been having a rash of deer-crossing accidents lately.

It was uh... 100% jalepenos, and Alex got it by accident. I shouldn't laugh, but we think it's pretty funny now.

Truly. They use a lot of deer repellent too, since they're actually pretty destructive creatures. You wouldn't think so, but they can really do a number on crops.

Oh ouch. I am so glad I went with the custard-filled donut instead. XD That would have been painful. Wow, you're lucky he didn't fig in retaliation.

I believe it. My mom started using that this year, after they wiped out her garden in a two-day period. She says she likes them but they can buy their own Swiss chard.

Ohho! Truly, and the scary part is that I would've submitted to it in pennance for his poor, poor mouth! But he plays for the other team, though he did appreciate the offer.

XD!!! But where would a deer keep its wallet? *hides!*

That doesn't seem like it'd be your usual kink, though. Plus that can trigger one hell of a candidiasis outbreak.

Hmmmm... they can carry one of those chain-wallets dangling from an antler, maybe?

There is that! And yes, I'm almost vanilla in some of my tastes... it's rather frustrating, sometimes.

Hahahahaha, oh gawd! That'd be hysterical!

Yeah, I kind of have the same problem. I'm not edgey enough for most subs.

It would be.

And now I'm for some reason envisioning a Motown remake of "Bambi" called "The Bam" where the deer actually do that.

My best friend Anne is Domless right now too, but she's a lot edgier than I am, so... I won't traumatize either of you with trying to set you up.

YES. Alex has an animator friend that would probably be up for making something like that!

What kind of edgeplay is she into? Ryan might be interested. He's been subless for a while and it's really starting to show.

Oh GOD, if they want to make it I can probably help finance it. XD

Hahaha, more like what kind of edgeplay isn't she into! She says the same about me, but... I've got a plant and a cardboard cat, so what else could I possibly need?

Awesome!

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