fandom_clinic | FTEC: Friday Evening

Where Katara was hanging out.

"I'M DYING!"

Bart had a dramatic streak, could you tell?

Katara stared.

"You look perfectly okay to me," she said, getting her bossy on. "What's wrong?"

"I AM!" Bart replied, pouting a little. "The doctor online said I was."

"I don't know," she said, hands on her hips. "There's not anything online except silliness and pornography. That's what I heard. Where do you hurt?"

"I'm dizzy and my head hurts and I'm hot and not in the way that Mr. GOB said in that class where I was frightened and please don't say anything about baseball!"

She came around the desk and started to look more worried to put her hand on his forehead. "Wow, okay, you don't feel so good. You have a fever. Come on, come back to Exam 1 (http://community.livejournal.com/fandom_clinic/407298.html?thread=9279490#t9279490) with me.

Bart Allen

Bart sat on the table, fidgeting about every few seconds. Fidgeting, of course, meant he would disappear and reappear in other parts of the room, looking at stuff.

"Why are there cotton balls here?" Fidget. "Are these from popsicles?" Fidget. "Can I have a sucker?"

"...are you an airbender?" Katara asked, looking at him with disbelief.

Bart blinked a lot, suddenly sitting back on the bed with a sucker in mouth. "A what?"

"An airbender? Can you bend air to fly and move things?" she asked, barely noticing the sucker.

"Well..." Bart paused to think it over. For about one second. It was a difficult question, so he took his time. "I can do this..." He waved his hand fast enough that a gust of wind started to blow stuff around the room.

"Cool!" she grinned before remembering herself and reaching for a thermometer. "Put this in your mouth and don't say anything until I tell you you can, okay? The doctors don't like it when I don't have an exact temperature." She totally rolled her eyes.

But... Sucker!

Bart frowned and chomped on the sucker quickly, even for him and did as told.

For a minute. "Am I dying?"

He'd never been sick before, so sue him.

Edited 2007-11-09 23:59 (UTC)

She glared. "I don't think so, but I have to find out your temperature first."

Bart went quiet at the glare, amusing himself by humming the theme of that silver haired guy from the Last Legacy game.

"What are the cotton balls for?" Because a glare was easily forgotten.

Katara rolled her eyes and took out the thermometer, figuring that was the best she was going to get here. "If you need something cleaned, I think."

She frowned at the temperature, wondering if he had the flu. "How else do you feel? Headache or like you're going to throw up or something?"

"My head hurts, but that could be from when I fell off the boat--was finding buried treasure and got in a fight with these ninjas who hate pirates and I fought off, like ten million of them becausetheywerenomatchforTHEFLASH!" Bart swayed a little. "Whoa. Weird."

"You probably have the flu," Katara told him, weirdly used to the tangents after Aang and Sokka. "I'm going to make you stay here tonight, okay? So you don't get your roommate or anyone else sick."

Bart stared at her with big eyes. "But I don't want to have the flu!" A beat. "What's the flu?"

"It's when you get a fever and feel dizzy and really sick for a few days," Katara explained more gently. "You'll probably be better by next week."

"Oh." Bart blanched. "A whole week?! That's like... YEARS!"

"...Noooo, it's like a few days," she said. She pulled a flow of water out of her waterskin and let it spin over her hand. "I can make the headache go away probably though. And the fever."

"Really?" But by the time he was finished saying it, he was already focusing solely on floating water. "Coooool!"

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