Written and Animated by Beetlerat
Theratpy
This series follows a rat therapist named Dr. Zo as he helps his new client, Ratticus, with- among other things- his intrusive thoughts, which range from a comedic nuisance to horribly disturbing.
Content warnings can be found here.
Ratticus is pacing. He’s holding Dr. Zo’s mug as well. Dr. Zo seems unbothered by this. "Let's just cut to the chase. What's your plan?" "My plan with?"
THIS IS AN INTERROGATION 🗣️🗣️
"You know. Fixing me.” "Oh. Well, it doesn't quite work like that." "There's gotta be a manual you follow, or something.” “You're not a car, Ratticus.”
He just wants tobea CAR !!!! !!
"I just mean more stuff like you already told me." "Oh?" "Like… like venting, or whatever you called it."
"That venting mumbo jumbo ✋ 🙄 NOT that it was helpful or anything, I would never say that 😡" xoxo Ratticus
"And closing my eyes and breathing deep, and… sitting on my hands." Ratticus takes a sip of Dr. Zo's coffee. "Ah, so you tried it? And it helped?" Dr. Zo's tone lifts with interest.
Ratticus reflected in the coffee, Dr. Zo sittin in the coffee cup 😌
Ratticus furrows his brows. "Sure, but you didn't tell me it'd make me look stupid." "My mistake. I didn't realize you cared what others thought of you.” Ratticus pulls a face.
Dr. Zo's got your f#$%ing number ❗❗❗ Gagged your rat a$$ ❗❗
“You want me to be candid with you? You need to share with me." “Ugh…” Ratticus pulls an even worse face. "Openly, and honestly." "No way. You'll grippy sock me."
Ratticus does NOT subscribe to "sharing is caring" propaganda 😤✋
"Pardon?" “They'll put me in one of those hippie jackets and throw me in a padded room full of snakes."
NOT THE SNAKES
"And I'll come out unrecognizable.” "You're worried I'll institutionalize you?" Ratticus shrugs.
Ratticus just left this plane of existence thinking about it, YES HE'S WORRIED
"Hm.” Dr. Zo is pensive a moment, then he replies, "Alright. Alright, I hear you." Dr. Zo props up one of his legs. "Even if I wanted to, which I don't, you cannot be committed unless you fit certain... criteria."
Ratticus: This is what u look like rn. 'Criteria☝️🤓'
Ratticus cautiously repeats. "Criteria." He raises the cup from his lap and takes a sip. Dr. Zo says slowly, "Of course, it is a risk to just—" Ratticus interrupts. "Pff, it's whatever. Hit me."
GULP what's the criteria mr doctor professor ......
"Well, then... have you hurt anyone unprovoked?” “Y- wait, unprovoked? Does that matter?”
Dr. Zo is all hunched at what Ratticus sees as the bridge of death /ref, "Answer me these questions three, hail the other side you see....." And Ratticus is like "Ask me the questions bridge master I'm not afraid!"
"Does that matter?" “It very much matters.” “... …" Ratticus brings the cup to his mouth, pondering. "...Then no.”
scribble scribble >:]
"Do you have plans to hurt others in the future?" Ratticus furrows his brow, fidgeting greatly. "I don't really make plans." "So then you don't plan to hurt yourself, either." Ratticus hesitates, lashing his tail, then says cautiously, "I stopped caring enough to."
Oh 😥
"I stopped caring enough to." "...We're going to need to talk about that. But, I see no benefit in admitting you."
No snakes for Ratticus!
Ratticus is quiet a moment, then he sniffs and sets the coffee down on the table. He slides it closer to Dr. Zo, and says, "Here, have this back. It's no good anyway. Way too fucking bitter." Dr. Zo's smile can be seen with his glasses.
Half drank, and cooties and all <3 xoxo Ratticus
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