hospital or something idk ((ulysses and his parents, open))

Jupiter was sitting beside Ulysses' hospital bed holding his hand awaiting to see what could be the real cause of his unconsciousness because he couldn't have slapped himself hard enough to become unconscious.

amy was eating ice cream and crying. he was sad. because of his son also he was thinking about obama winning the 2012 election.

Hilary was crying a whole fucking lot since her son was laying down on an hospital bed unconscious. Luckily, the doctor and Jupiter had to tell her ass that he was breathing, so he'd most likely recover. She decided that this wouldn't have happened if Obama lost the 2012 election.

Noticing Ulysses was sorta reacting to sound, he decided to go and kiss him on the forehead as the doctor came in. "Mr. Altenberger, Mr. and Mrs. Richardson, we have determined the cause of his temporary unconsciousness. We had found various painkillers in his system from what appears to be a borderline overdose. But not to worry, he will make a full recovery as I can see he's already reacting to sound. He will have to go to rehab and have sobriety classes starting next week. One of you guys let me know when he wakes up or you guys can ask me questions to help pass the time," said the doctor to the three after he had walked in and shut the door.

amy cried even harder. why couldn't his son just..enjoy mac and cheese and ice cream, instead of all this bullshit? it was probably obama and his satanic boyfriend's filthy penis that caused his son to relapse, he decided.

Ulysses gave a smile feeling Jupiter kiss him as he slowly opened his eyes and sat up on the bed to find himself surrounded by the doctor, Jupiter, and his parents.

"hey ulysses...welcome back.." said amy, smiling and climbing on a big black motorcycle. he drove out through the window, quoting richard ramirez as he left. "see ya' in disneyland...."

"I see you have woken up, Mr. Richardson. Well, you were unconscious for the past hour or two from a drug overdose. You are expected to make a full recovery, but I'll need to ask you some questions before we move on to see how your speech is," said the doctor with a nod, "What is your full name, age, birthdate, and why are you here?" Ulysses looked up and replied, "My name is Ulysses Apollo Richardson, I'm 28, and i was born on June 5th 1986. From what I had heard and observed, I'm here because I was apparently unconscious from a drug overdose." "Well, a week from today you will be sent to rehab along with going to various sobriety classes so you don't overdose like that again." Ulysses gulped hearing the word "rehab" for the first time in years from a doctor.