Stiles hates hospitals. They're almost as bad as squirrels.

At least these patients are all being discharged, so there's nobody really sick. He's not sure why they have to wheel them out, though. Maybe so no one falls and sues them. 

Anyway, he does his hourly check for anything hilariously chaotic. Clow Cards? Anything exploding or appearing suddenly?

Nnnnnot rea—

—what was that movement over there where there was no one just a second ago?

Probably something annoyingly mundane and medical. He looks. 

It's a wheelchair!

It's not doing anything.

He looks around for anything being interesting. 

Since the wheelchair is innocent of that. 

The wheelchair moves a bit.

Is this Clow Card shy? 

He walks towards the wheelchair, looking at a nurse standing nearby.

Maybe it won't notice he's heading towards it. 

It doesn't budge.

Stiles is trying to decide how to handle this when a nurse puts one of her patients in the chair and starts wheeling him out of the waiting room.

And the wheelchair doesn't react to this.

And then Scott leaves his appointment and sees Stiles.

"What happened?" 

"The wheelchair was moving!"

"In a suspicious way?"

"We're following them."

And they do.

Wheelchair: continues not to act in a suspicious way at all! It is in fact very willingly pushed along by the nurse.

"Stiles, what are we doing?"

"Shh. It might hear you. Get Kero and the key ready."

The nurse pushes the patient to the front doors, where they wait for his ride.

No unexpected reactions from the wheelchair.

The man gets out of the wheelchair so he can go home. The nurse wishes him luck.

Stiles waits.

Zoom the wheelchair goes down the street.

The nurse is displeased!

Stiles is also displeased, though a bit smug, too. 

"Okay, are we ready?"

Scott grabs the key, and his bag, and runs. 

"Kero, any guesses?"

Muffled noise from the barely open bag where he is.

Then his head pops out and he says, "It's probably The Move!"

"The Key which hides the powers of the cards, show your true power before me. I, Scott, demand you honor our contract. Release!"

It becomes a staff!

Zzzzoooooommmmm goes the wheelchair.