Fandom Clinic, Monday 12/6

[stykera]

Stark didn't have a regular shift at the clinic yet. That seemed like something he ought to take care of and his Mondays tended to be quiet and he'd been feeling a bit restless and in need of something to do today so he ended up walking over to check in. He was accompanied by the hoofbeats of a small band of tiny white horses the whole way, even when he detoured to the Perk for several peppermint mochas for himself and any nurses or anyone else who might be around.

There was, it turned out, paperwork to be filled out if he was going to be working regularly again. This was made more difficult by the horses making their way onto the desk and demanding tribute. Leftover marzipan fruits from yesterday were unacceptable, as was a medicine cup full of coffee. One of the nurses finally offered a baby carrot from their lunch and the horses made short of work of that and of several others.

Horses distracted for the moment, Stark settled himself at the desk with one of the coffees and the papers he was meant to be reading and filling out.



[The clinic is open, the alien is in, the OCD was trampled by tiny horses, the player has usual workday availability disclaimers until 3:30 EST because school is a trash fire!]