Fandom Clinic, Monday 9/5

[stykera]

Class today had been significantly less uncomfortable due to the lack of visible mountains of baggage and Stark arrived at the clinic with the usual coffee order for himself and the nurses hoping for a relatively quiet day here. He always hoped for that.

"The crab has a new hat," he remarked, nodding towards Stabby's tank as he put the coffees down. "Is it his birthday?"

"He had it when I got here," the closest nurse said. "Who knows where it came from?"

"Maybe I should have brought cake." Did crabs even like cake? Maybe Stabby did but regular crabs didn't. Regular crabs probably didn't wear so many hats either.

"How's the arm?" another nurse asked, eyes narrowed. "Don't think we didn't hear about that."

"Fine," Stark said quickly. "It's fine!"

The clinic was open, the alien was in and totally fine, and the crab was in a celebratory mood.