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Orthodontist Hate Club UwU

"Okay, we are going now," Philza decides as he drags him towards the room of hell.

Tommy screams, arms reaching out towards the other patients in the waiting room - a young girl who stares at him in fear and her mother who glares at him.

"Save me," He whispers to the girl who lets out a whimper in terror.

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"You put your hands anywhere near my mouth and I'll fucking bite you," Tommy promises.

The demon above him smiles, laughing with her pearly fucking whites. Mocking him.

"If you're scared, you can ask your dad to hold your hand?" She suggests warmly. Like the fucking devil.

"He's not my dad. He is Philza, the only man ever and I don't need my hand held. I don't fear you, you fear me," Tommy informs her.

He hears Philza sigh.

"This should only take twenty minutes at most if you cooperate," The demon tries to manipulate him.

"You're gaslighting me," Tommy frowns.

"I-? No? No, I'm not?" She glances unsurely over to Philza who waves a hand in exhaustion.

"Just do what you have to do."

"Right," The demon nods, "If you could open your mouth for me-"

"Nope," Tommy says, swerving when she tries to reach for his face.

"Tommy, mate, just-"

"No," Tommy says, "I will not be oppressed by you, you fucking orthodox."

"Orthodontist," She corrects lightly, "If you cooperate nicely, you'll get a lollipop?"

Who does she think Tommy is? A child? Tommy doesn't need a fucking lollipop. She can't bribe him.

...

"What flavour?" He questions reluctantly.

"Orange."

He gags, "There's no way I'm selling my soul for an orange lollipop. Do you just hate anything that tastes good?"

"I- I like the orange flavoured ones," She frowns.

Tommy snorts, "Should've known."

"What does that mean?"

"It means that you're a fucking-"

"Tommy," Philza hums and it is slightly terrifying when the man smiles at him passive aggressively, "Listen to the orthodontist, mate."

Tommy is not intimidated.

He frowns, scowling, "I'm not doing this, Philza, you can't make me. She's not touching my teeth. I'll bite her."

"I think... He's a bit of a special case, so," The demon speaks up hesitantly, "We could, y'know?"

Tommy doesn't know what that fucking means.

But Philza does apparently, because the man is suddenly nodding in agreement.

"Yeah, I wanted it as a last resort, but I think we reached desperation a while ago. Go ahead."

"Go - go ahead and what?" Tommy freezes.