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Fandom Clinic, Monday 11/17
Monday, November 17th, 2025 10:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stykeraThe nurses, thankfully, were not children at this time. At least not the ones currently on shift.
Stabby, though, was a tiny crab with a tiny toy knife and it was adorable. Especially since he assisted to have fallen asleep clutching said toy knife.
"He's going to hate all the photos," a nurse said, snapping another picture. "But look he cute he is!"
Stark had to admit tiny Stabby was adorable. "I brought hot chocolate as well as coffees," he said, "in case anyone was smaller today than usual. And cookies."
The cookies were set on a plate at the check in desk along with a supply of lollipops, sockets, and the finest in fun bsnd-aids.
The clinic was open, the crab was a kid, and the alien was in and prepared to deal with booboo, ouchies, and whatever else might come his way.
Stabby, though, was a tiny crab with a tiny toy knife and it was adorable. Especially since he assisted to have fallen asleep clutching said toy knife.
"He's going to hate all the photos," a nurse said, snapping another picture. "But look he cute he is!"
Stark had to admit tiny Stabby was adorable. "I brought hot chocolate as well as coffees," he said, "in case anyone was smaller today than usual. And cookies."
The cookies were set on a plate at the check in desk along with a supply of lollipops, sockets, and the finest in fun bsnd-aids.
The clinic was open, the crab was a kid, and the alien was in and prepared to deal with booboo, ouchies, and whatever else might come his way.