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"Yes! Yes we do! A deep cleaning? Hoeh, Fuwawa loves doing deep cleanings!"
Ah. Fuwawa must be the licensed dentist, and Mococo takes care of the administrative side of things. That makes sense.
I began to walk away and head to the benches to wait, perhaps fill out some paperwork as a new patient, but instead I found myself
ushered to the back by an excited blonde girl with pink accents. To that familiar dental chair!
It's what you would expect. A chair where a dentist can work on your molars. There of course was the lamp hovering over the chair, and wait, what's this?
There are wrist restraints on the dental chair. That's odd.
Mococo kindly ushered me to said seat.
"Please have a seat! I have to go get Fuwawa, it will only take a moment. Do you have anything you want to see on TV?"
I looked up at the screen which was playing an old episode of Squeeb Street and kindly accepted the headphones Mococo gave me.
"No, this is fine. Thank you." I said with a dismissive tone. "It has been a long time since I saw these kind of shows."
Without warning, Mococo clasped my wrists in the odd cuffs fastened to the chair. It's their office, but I had to show a little concern.
"Is that necessary?" I asked with a tinge of fear in my voice.
"Un. Un!" Said Mococo. "It keeps Fuwawa happy!"
I...couldn't quite give a response to that. Perhaps Fuwawa is just eccentric. You'd have to treat customers well to get repeat visits.
Come to think of it, I never filled out my patient information, nor did I take any X-Rays so they could check for cavities.
There's no way for this office to cross reference my files with other dental offices without some of that info.
I wonder...
Mococo gave me a light rub on the shoulder.
"I'm going to go get Fuwawa, okeh!? It won't be long, so don't worry!"
