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Fandom Clinic; Thursday [07/28].

There wasn't a whole lot for Libby to do that day at the clinic, so she was mostly continuing on her wish bracelet-making spree by deciding to maybe make one for Stabby.

And if she made one for Stabby, she'd have to make some for the nurses, too.

And if she made some for the nurses, she should probably make ones for Dr. Halstead and Stark, as well.

Between this and her deciding to make bracelets for everyone in the DnD group, too, she was pretty sure she was going to wind up practically being able to make these things in her sleep.

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If you're not careful, Libby will make a wish bracelet for you, too.

At least it's cuter than a medical one, right?

The morning had been busy with a lot of good food and even better eating. And with plenty of leftover to spare, Kurt knew he had to stop by the clinic to share some with Libby since she wasn't able to make it. So after the blacksmith class Kurt ran back to the dorms and got some of the leftovers and headed to the clinic.

"Hey Libby" he said with a somewhat shy grin as he walked in. "How's it going?"

"Oh, hey, Kurt!" Libby looked up with a faint grin of her own, one that was relieved to see it was him coming into the clinic and not someone profusely bleeding, clutching at a mangled arm, or covered in some unknown pox (although that probably wasn't the only reason). A grin that seemed to hesitate for a moment before it broadened and she held up two braided, beaded strings.

"Which one do you think'll suit Stabby better? Red and orange," she lifted the one, "or red and yellow?" Followed by the second.

Kurt looked at the bracelets as Libby held up each one.

"Hummmmm" he said with serious consideration as he looked from one to the other and back a few more times. "The red and yellow!" he finally decided.

Kurt looked at Libby and gave her a smile. "It brings out the color in his shell the best I think."

"Hmm, yes," said Libby, after a moment, having shifted her attention and the lifted bracelet toward Stabby as if to compare. She failed to stifle a giggle, before cutting it off and returning to being Very Serious with her nod. "I think you may be right. Red and yellow it is, then! He shall be the most stylish crab in all the clinic!"

Hopefully the only crab in all the clinic!

But with that very important matter out of the way, Libby set the bracelets down and her attention shifted entirely over to her visitor. "How are you, Kurt?" she asked. "Didn't spend all day in the kitchen again, did you?"

"Not ALL day" he said with a smirk. "Just a few hours this morning. I had blacksmith class already and was done for the day. So... figured I'd stop by for a bit."

He glanced over at Stabby and gave a slight grin.

"Gotta make sure Stabby isn't trying to take over the clinic or hold you hostage or anything" he said trying and almost managing to keep a straight and serious face as he looked over at the tiny crab.

"Oh," gushed Libby, with a small, shocked gasp, spoiled a bit by her smirk, "he wouldn't dare! After all I've done for him, with his claw, and now his fancy little bracelet! The betrayal would be almost too much to bear!"

"I'm sure you have nothing to worry about" Kurt said with a laugh. "And if he starts getting any ideas, maybe you can bribe him with some of this" he said as he lifted the bag that he had been holding behind his back with his tail and set it on the desk. "Classic German Potatoes Casserole."

You had to admit, it was hard to beat a reveal quite like that.

"I'm not too sure crabs are very big on potatoes or casseroles," Libby admitted with a pleasantly delighted grin, "but I do know I'm a fan of both." Her smile softened a little, as her hands flanked the container to pull it a little closer. "Thanks, Kurt. It smells amazing!"

"I think it turned out pretty good, if I do say so" Kurt said with a somewhat proud grin. "This is one of my favorite breakfasts to make. It has sliced potatoes, bacon, onions, cheese, mushrooms, and a fried egg on top. And there's several different herbs and spices, but nothing too strong or anything" he said reassuringly.

"Everything you've made so far has been amazing, too," Libby noted. "I'm sure this'll be no exception."

She seemed to hesitate, then, container still between her hands as if she didn't know quite what to do with it, before she asked, "Did you have some already?"

"Aye, I ate some for breakfast this morning before class. Two helpings actually," Kurt said with a somewhat embarrassed dip of his head. "I knew you were here for your shift but couldn't remember when you had lunch so wanted to make sure you had something... if... if you needed it."

He looked up at Libby and then shook his head. "Not... not that I think you can't handle it yourself. You are a good cook too!" he added, hoping he hadn't insulted or offended her unintentionally.

"Oh."

There was nothing insulted or offended there, just...disappointed and trying not to be, as Libby dropped her eyes toward the container.

But of course he would have already eaten, didn't make a whole lot of sense to make food and not eat it. There was a chance that, knowing how teenage boys, and especially Kurt, could put away food, that he could still eat again, but Libby just shook her head a little, shook that train of thought straight off the tracks.

But she smiled when she looked back over at Kurt. "All's I've got is a good ol' PB&J with me today, so this is definitely an upgrade."

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Kurt looked at Libby for a moment and then gave her another small shy grin. He had debated offering from the start but something.... that strange flippy feeling in his stomach... had stopped him. But he pushed it aside as he spoke up.

"If... if you wanted... company or anything for your break... I... I am free the rest of the day since class is over" he said, suddenly finding the desk he was standing in front of very interesting as he couldn't look at Libby for some reason at that exact moment.

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Funny, Libby (and the faint blush that was spreading across her face) was feeling the same way about the container of food as Kurt seemed to be feeling about the desk.

"It has been pretty quiet today," she noted, even though it was usually pretty quiet most days (and thank goodness for that!). "And you know I adore Stabby, but he's not much of a conversationalist..."

That somehow didn't stop her from actually talking to Stabby more than the nurses, half the time, but conversations with the nurses usually led to having to go into all sorts of other things.

"Well, I think I can promise to be better conversation than a crab. No offence Stabby" Kurt said finally risking a look up and over at Libby. "Where... where do you usually take your lunch?"

Kurt knew the nurses probably wouldn't like them just digging in at the front desk, especially since he hadn't brought enough for everyone... he would have to remember to do so next time though. But he also knew Fandom was not like other places so maybe they did just eat lunch at their desks? All he knew is he didnt want to get Libby in trouble... or not be allowed to come visit any more. And now... he was just second guessing himself and everything...

"If you wouldn't mind some company that is" he added. "Blacksmith class was a workout so Im sure I could manage to eat something" he added with a small chuckle.

"Oh, I usually just eat it right here," Libby said, and she would prove just how little eating at the desk seemed to matter when she'd open one of the drawers to uncover it was mostly filled with all manner of plastic utensils in a moment, but first, she was rolling her chair away momentarily to grab another one for Kurt. She thought it was a little strange, at first, when you were used to meals almost exclusively eaten at the proper table, but everything was topsy-turvy around here, so she'd adapted fairly quickly. "But, if anyone comes in, obviously I'll have to help.

"But blacksmithing! I bet that is a lot of work. But probably really interesting, too!"

Kurt nodded and helped Libby move the chair into place before sitting and taking a peek into the drawer. He had to grin.

"Kinda like back home. We had a jet that we used to get around places when the team needed to go on missions. Sometimes us students got to tag along. But it was always so busy and hectic we often ate meals in the jet. Much to Scott's annoyance.

He took a seat and gave Libby a nod of understanding. "Of course! Work always comes first" he assured her.

"And yeah the Blacksmith class is a lot of fun ~~even when handwave due to real life OMG~~. Mrs. Amaya is a lot of fun and is a really good teacher too so that always makes it easier. What about you? How are your classes going?"

"Oh, well, most of them," Libby said, as she handed Kurt one of the forks from the drawer, "are ones we have together, Earth Cuisines and Arts and Crafts, and I like both of those a lot." She gave a faintly wistful smile. "I like that they're on the same day, too, because Earth Cuisines is always something so new and different that I've never experienced before, while Arts and Crafts is always so familiar! Which seems particularly funny, because Mr. Sidon is definitely unlike anyone I've ever met before."

She went a little quiet, then, as she fiddled with removing the lid of the container. "And then my other one is Sith Philosophy," she said. "That's on Fridays, and it's....well, it's a different kind of religion. I don't think it's a very good one, but it's really interesting to learn about. And really....challenging. I'm really glad we have DnD afterwards now, because it's nice to have something just fun and silly to enjoy after that class...

"But I like it," she hastened to add. "It's just....it can be a lot."

Not even just the subject matter, but the critical thinking and the encouragement of debate and the way it made her wrestle with her own faith and beliefs.

Hopefully, no one will be admitted due to an extreme reaction because of their hemp allergies...

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