Study Medicine After Phd

[Malcolm / Scrubs] Metamorphosis [Bingo Italy]

Title: The metamorphosis
Author: yuppu
Beta: janetmourfaaill (thanks: D ♥)
Fandom: Malcolm in the Middle, Scrubs
Characters / Pairing: Reese, Todd
Rating: R for Todd / O /
Warning : This fic is Reese-centric (or Todd-centric, chillosà / O \\)
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine, just not one of them, I do not gain anything, all the news except for the joint of the story were taken by the various wiki / O /
Notes: written to madness and to fill the prompt Beach of bingo_italia

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He had a lot of stupid things in his life.
So many do not even remember most of those which he was particularly proud - except that I did becoming a mother, purple with rage, only he and Francis have succeeded .

entering college was certainly not been the greatest, anyway.

It all began when he found the winning ticket while cleaning the corridors of the school.
could not not notice it was so shiny he had to pick it up.

CONGRATULATIONS! WON A TRIP FOR TWO PEOPLE TO BAHAMAS!
* * Read the Rules on the back of the ticket, the participant must be at least eighteen years at the time of winning

His original intention was simply to bring him home and put it in his new box luccichini, but when Craig had seen the writing had insisted and insisted and insisted again until they had gone to collect their award and finally left for the Bahamas.

Craig had spent all her days lying on a deck chair, with his nose plastered of sunscreen and a terrible pair of shorts with purple flowers and green, while Reese was bored to death.

The day before leaving for home, however, met the man who forever changed his life.

Professor ... something. His name was not so important, really.
The important thing was that it was the best cinquista the world. Nobody knew how he beat the five. It was absolutely the best ever seen on the face of the earth, if not the entire universe, and Reese was absolutely shocked by the brilliance of his five.

is a dupe its unparalleled craftsmanship and found himself writing to college to study medicine without really knowing how or why - or how to pay studies, but this was irrelevant. Of course, ended up involved in illegal business from time to time, but kept thinking I did stupid things much worse in his life .

To study, however, had had to change name, not to let anyone know that Reese Wilkerson was becoming a doctor .
The shame would be compelled to switch identities. The surname was so

irrelevant that continued to forget it, but the name was dynamite.
The only problem now was that there kennel at all.

The problem had become so huge and frustrating to drive him every day to be more explicit and more work on his muscles.

And when he was not making obscene jokes and train like a madman, he was so mortally crushing boredom by studying it like a man possessed. His grades were among the highest in his class and there was one person who was not totally shocked by the fact that an individual so hopelessly stupid could achieve so amazing.

His days, and during adolescence were wonderfully wasted abuse Malcolm and Dewey - and occasional acts of vandalism which exceed the evil genius of Francis - had evolved into a bizarre but orderly co-existence of bodily functions, study, training for strength training and her new favorite game of all: "Find doppisensi in what anyone says about you .
In the latter had become a professional, now there was not need people to speak for him to find a doppiosenso.

Upon graduation, he decided it was time to celebrate this new stage of his life with the greatest act of vandalism that came to mind, the thing that above all would go on a rampage mother, if she could it: an act of vandalism on his own person .

He made tattooing " DOC" on the left bicep. Mom's face and his wrath if he could see it - and Reese would have liked to see him that he could once again to admire the way that became a disturbing red, the veins on his forehead swelled and his jaw pushed out into a grimace creepy. He missed, his mother.

For the practicum ended up in a hospital in San DiFrangeles, California, where the nurses were so many women and for the most part very nice - except Laverne, but nothing remained that with the right amount of alcohol would did too.

Among practitioners of surgery he found a friend who never refused a five. And what made him very happy, because he did not like at all that people refused to give him five. It was not the only one to give him rope, but it was what he saw most often. In addition to Dr. Wen, the chief surgeon. For some reason I

did not realize he had decided that surgery was the best practitioner of all the hospital and he did not know why, but was still happy to shred people to earn a living.

Sure, every day had to struggle with the fact of having to respond to a name that was not his first name and it had its bad aspects - as when writing the letter to Dr. Casey's had to remember in his name there were two 'd' or all the times in which they had to remind him that Dr. Quinlan with whom everyone wanted to talk about was him - but one thing was certain footprint.

confirmation, was the time when he pointed it back to every sexual possibility that the hospital had to offer - because after the college had begun to dog kennels and the great thing he had consecrated his obsession with the slight distortion What time did not matter if they had eighteen or ninety-six years, if they were wonderful creatures or creepy beings, if they had Dindol or butterfly, there were no limits to what could be done. Or do.

The attendant looked at him then with a note of disgust and asked: "What the hell are you?"
E fieramente, Reese portò i pugni sui fianchi e disse: “Io sono IL Todd!”