Fandom Clinic, Monday 8/26

[stykera]

No classes this week meant Stark was at the clinic earlier than he had been of late. He still had all the coffees in hand for the nurses though, including multiple fall flavored ones.

Stabby, it seemed, was getting into the fall theme as well with some seasonal decorations going up inside and outside his tank. There was still glitter from last week as well. That was just how glitter worked. It lingered and sometimes replicated on its own.

The clinic was open, the crab was sparkly in a pumpkin spice sort of way, and the alien was in.

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Re: Front Desk

[doesdoctorstuff]

Was Navaan bumping his claw? Awww hell yeah. You didn't leave a bro hanging.

"Why wouldn't it?" Navaan asked. "I'm going home, of course it's gonna go well." Beat. "Well, I guess Arthur could be a jerk and Beaker will try to blow him up, but I'm not HR so I don't handle interpersonal conflicts."

Re: Front Desk

[stykera]

"...you're taking Beaker?"

Navaan, your poor little guys!

"Aren't you worried about things exploding? Or people exploding?"

Re: Front Desk

[doesdoctorstuff]

"People explode all the time," Navaan said dismissively. "Did you know that your balls can explode if you don't come often enough? I did a medical experiment on ol' Warty Hands to prove it."

So many mental images for you to enjoy there, Stark. "But yeah. Beaker, Arthur, and John all wanna come along."

Re: Front Desk

[stykera]

"I don't think that's true," Stark said. "Not the experiment. I'm sure you've done plenty of experiments."

More than he wanted to contemplate!

"Good luck," he said again. "With your new companions. And not exploding."

Re: Front Desk

[doesdoctorstuff]

"Shows what kind of doctor you are," Navaan sniffed. "All right, Stabby, I gotta go. Have some good, sexy adventures with your lobsters with me. I'll come back sometime and we can do some wild shit. Promise."

And then she was heading off - but not without trying to snag one last juice bag from out of the fridge.

Re: Front Desk

[stykera]

Stabby lifted his claw for another bump.

"He'll write to you about the lobsters," the nurse who had spoken earlier said, smirking. "Don't worry."

"I'm not a doctor," Stark muttered.

Re: Front Desk

[doesdoctorstuff]

"That's very obvious," Navaan told him, not unkindly but more than a little patronizing. "And yeah, Stabby, write me, too." She bumped his claw again. "Crustacean orgy!"

And with those are her parting words, Navaan sauntered out of the clinic for the last time.

...Again.