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Fandom Clinic, Monday 10/24
Monday, October 24th, 2022 07:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stykeraSome of Stabby's paintings were on display in the clinic when Stark arrived and he was about to comment on them when he realized Stabby was not alone in his tank today.
"Paint and Sip day. That's why they all have canvases. Those are his buddies," one of the nurses said, poitning to the visiting crabs. "Crabphael, Miclawangelo, and Donashello."
"And that one?" Stark asked, pointing at a 5th crab who was holding a can of something.
"Oh, that's a cousin. Whiteclawangelo. Terrible taste in beverages and no talent."
"How do you...never mind." Stark just shook his head and set down the coffees he'd brought in. Maybe it was best not to know how much the nurses gossiped with the resident crab.
The clinic was open, the crab was hosting a painting event, some crab's cousin was drinking White Claw, and the alien was in and feeling confused.
"Paint and Sip day. That's why they all have canvases. Those are his buddies," one of the nurses said, poitning to the visiting crabs. "Crabphael, Miclawangelo, and Donashello."
"And that one?" Stark asked, pointing at a 5th crab who was holding a can of something.
"Oh, that's a cousin. Whiteclawangelo. Terrible taste in beverages and no talent."
"How do you...never mind." Stark just shook his head and set down the coffees he'd brought in. Maybe it was best not to know how much the nurses gossiped with the resident crab.
The clinic was open, the crab was hosting a painting event, some crab's cousin was drinking White Claw, and the alien was in and feeling confused.