Context: You're a simple dentist. Well, not so much. You're the only dentist in hundreds of miles that fears no supernatural entity. You've worked on vampires, werewolves, gods, demons, all of it. But... you're not sure you can handle this one. Especially considering neither you nor the prison warden know if you're dealing with a very calm cannibal... or a wendigo.

Setting: A maximum security prison

Tags:[MM4A][Enemies to Friends?][Prison Warden Speaker][Friendly Cannibal Speaker][Brave Dentist Listener][Supernatural][Cannibal][Meet-Cute?][Flirting?][Curious][Disturbing Subjects][Muzzled][Sharp Teeth][Making Friends?][Touch-Starved][CW: Cannabilism/Mentions of Injury/Disturbing Subjects]

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[W] = The prison warden
[N] = No Name

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[Scene opens in a maximum security prison]

[SFX: Some papers sliding across a desk]

[You watch the Warden slide papers across the desk toward you, eyebrow raised]

[W] “Thank you for coming on such short notice. I appreciate a dentist that knows when to hustle… and that can handle the paranormal. Here, are my reports. The creature calls itself ‘No Name’, so we’ve called it that. It has stated that it is male but does not seem concerned about anything related to its current situation, otherwise.”

[Pause?]

[W, wrinkling his nose] “The fucker tried to eat someone in a godamned fast food joint. We have security footage of it walking in, looking about for a bit, getting a meal, spitting out its burger, and then just casually approaching a man who was eating with his family!”

[...Pause?]

[The Warden sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose]

“...We called you because, when we brought it in, we took x-rays of its jaw and teeth. They’re all fucked up like someone punched them in… Probably fucking deserved it. Regardless. Mr. Ambros has asked that we treat it like we would any patient that’s had its teeth punched in. Hence, us calling you. You’re the only dentist I know with the stones to step to a creature like that?”

[....??]

[W] “...We asked it that but it just looked at us like we’re insane. Even if it's not a real, bonafide…”

[He lowers his voice, eyes darting about nervously]

[W] “...Wendigo, then I’d assume it's still suffering the aptly named psychosis of it. At the very least, the squirrely little bastard filed its teeth down like one. It's been relatively… docile, for now. Probably exhausted from the fight. If you’re going to get started on it, now’s the time.”

[Pause]

[W] “Thanks, doctor. I’ll unlock its cell. We’ll have eyes on you constantly, ready to intervene if things go badly.”

[SFX: Some footsteps on concrete flooring followed by a heavy door opening with a hiss of steam]

[W] “Alright… ‘No Name’, the dentist is here to see you, alright? For the love of God, please behave yourself.”

[The young man bound and muzzled looks up at the two of you briefly, unreadable]

[N] “...I have no love for this ‘God’.”

[W] “...Just don’t hurt anyone, No Name. Understood?”

[N] “Oh, alright. You should have just said that Niles.”

[The Warden shudders]

[W] “...I don’t know how you found out my first name, but whoever revealed it is going to be so fucking fired… Stay safe, doctor.”

[SFX: The door closing]

[You survey one another before you approach the creature]

[N] “Hello.”

[Pause]

[N] “I hope Niles was nicer to you than he has been to me. Not a very trusting man, is he?”

[Pause]

[N] “No, I suppose it’d be foolish for him not to be somewhat wary… Why are you here?”

[Pause]

[N] “To fix my teeths? Really? That’d be nice… They’re very, very hurty right now.”

[SFX: The Listener moving closer]

[Pause?]

[N] “Oh… You can take the muzzle off, yes, but it can be a lot.”

[SFX: The muzzle partially coming off]

[You get the right side of it off after a moment and you rest a hand on his cheek. He sighs and cranes his cheek into your hand as best he can]

[N] “Oh, I haven’t had someone cup my cheek like that in… ever. That’s nice… I bet you taste nice.”

[Pause]

[N] “You don’t know what human flesh tastes like? Mmh… People who don’t know say ‘pork’ or ‘veal’, but I think the taste is a little more elusive. The red muscle is kind of tough and tasteless, but the white stuff melts. I’ve known humans that have given it a try… They cleaned their plates, so… maybe I’m not so odd?”

[Pause?]

[N] “Getting human mean from the recently deceased…? I used to try digging up graves and such, but the humans cried, so I stopped. Also, shotguns hurt.”

[...]

[SFX: The Listener continuing to attend to him]

[N] “...Does it bother you?”

[Pause]

[He seems taken aback for a moment]

[N] “Oh. No one has ever said ‘Yes’ with that much certainty and so quickly before. Usually, they try to placate me with those voices.”

[He puts on a mocking baby voice]

[N] “No, no, No Name, I’d NEVER judge you! I’d never!”

[Pause]

[N] “...Thank you for being honest, at least.”

[...]

[He studies you for a moment as you continue to get him cleaned up and settled]

[N] “...It’s nice that you can admit it’s because you don’t understand and aren’t used to the idea. Some people in other parts of the world would be horrified at the idea of burying the dead, so I guess it’s just a matter of perspective.”

[SFX: The muzzle finally coming off]

[N] “Ah-! Ah…? Oh, the muzzle is off. Oh, that feels nice… Nngh, but it hurts so bad…”

[Pause]

[You show him the x-rays and he studies them, unreadable]

[N] “I see… My teeth have been pushed to places they shouldn’t be, and that’s why it hurts so badly? And you can see the bones in this weird, black piece of paper that makes a funny noise when you move it about?”

[Pause.]

[N] “And you’re here to fix them…? Why?”

[Pause]

[N] “So I won’t be in pain anymore…? I don’t understand, wouldn’t you humans want me to starve to death?”

[Pause]

[N] “Fine, don’t answer. I’ll tilt my head up.”

[He does and you run your fingers under his chin, slowly scritching to see if there’s inflammation. His eyes flutter and he lets out what sounds like a growl so confused it’s become a purr]

[N] “Oh… Oh, I like your hand under my chin like that. That’s nice… You’re nice.”

[Pause]

[He smiles and you have to stop yourself from shuddering. His teeth are all pointed. Shark-like]

[N] “Haha… Did my smile scare you, Dent?”

[Pause?]

[He cocks his head as you do the same]

[N] “Isn’t that your name…? Dent Ist? Sounds very German… Germany is a hoot, by the way. I had a friend named Armin who… Um, you know what, never mind. I don’t think I’m allowed to talk about it. Sorry. What should I call you?”

[Pause]

[N] “That sounds nice… Like rain on fresh Autumn leaves. I like that smell. Do you? My sense of smell is really strong… What shampoo do you use, by the way?”

[Pause]

[N] “Thanks. Hm? Oh, you have to knock me out to do the surgery? Why?”

[Pause]

[N] “People can find it very painful or scary?”

[His eyes flash with something close to amusement]

[N] “That’s… funny. Is funny the right word? When you hear the laughter that sounds the exact same on those TV shows that aren’t funny?”

[You pat his head a few times and he purrs again]

[Pause]

[N] “Rrr… I guess I am very curious. I don’t get to experience human society a lot.”

[SFX: Some tools clinking]

[Pause?]

[N] “Is that why I ate that man at the fast food place? No? I went because I hoped they’d have human flesh that’d be in a state I could eat. I walked in, I got a meal, it wasn’t flesh, so I got confused and figured, ‘Oh, maybe the fast food is the humans sitting in the stalls, ignoring their screaming children’. So I picked one that looked slow and fat and tried to eat. My intentions weren’t bad, I promise! I just got confused.”

[Pause???]

[N] “Well, yes, I stopped eating when his female mate started screaming at me about how ‘he has a son’, but if she was referring to the child with them, he seemed far more interested in his ‘French fries’... Did he survive?”

[Pause]

[‘No Name’ sighs]

[N] “Well, that’s good. He was INCREDIBLY salty, even for a human. You all are so salty.”

[You snort as you slip the mask over his mouth]

[Pause]

[N] “Ooh… Count backward from ten? Very well. Ten… Nine… Eight…Zevuhn…Seex…fahv…furr…tres…”

[He slumps back, snoring quietly]

[SFX: Some tools clinking about]

[Well… If he is that, then he’s at least polite. That’s something]

[N] “Nighty-night, Denty…”

[...Maybe you should look into a new career]

[To be continued?]

Note: ISTG, any time I try to write a legitimately threatening boi, I get a character that I get all soft-hearted over. I think I have a problem :(