i went to the doctor's office, i said what have i got?

[glowsferatu]

WHO: hatesturbation tastingcolors and a askedtobe
WHERE: the imPort Clinic
WHEN: Sunday, August 28th; afternoon
WARNINGS: Karkat's mouth
SUMMARY: Kanaya has had it with Karkat's tummyaches, drags him to the doctor
FORMAT: para to start, whatever after!

It had been a very long week for Kanaya, and now the Sympathy Cranks were just getting to be too much for her. with all the things she needed to take care of lately, having Karkat go shithive maggots every time he ate a bowl of cereal was just one that seemed silly when the solution would be so easy.

It was time to see the doctor.

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[hatesturbation.livejournal.com]

Karkat wasn't altogether sure when 'Fuck no, not on your pathetic excuse for a life, I would rather literally rip my own organs out and ingest them raw, or maybe with a dash of lemon, this is not a thing that is going to happen' turned into 'Okay, okay, would you stop your nagging already, I'm going'.

But somehow it had, and it had left him sitting in the waiting room, giving off an aura of sulk that could not be penetrated.

"This is stupid."

[glowsferatu]

Kanaya reached over a hand and rubbed Karkat's back. "Maintaining your health is never stupid."

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

Wiping off his hands, Peter made his way back to the waiting room, where he hung back behind the door frame for a moment, checking over the roster of who was up next. Furrowing his brow curiously at the odd name, he shrugged, before nudging his way into the holding tank for patients, looking around the room.

"Karkat?"

oh my god i didn't have this tracked I AM THE MORON, IT IS ME.

[hatesturbation.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, yeah, that's me." Unfortunately. Karkat lurched to his feet, glaring daggers at the man behind the counter. "Which horrorden am I supposed to be following you into the depths of?"

[glowsferatu]

Kanaya rose along with him, clasping her hands in front of her. "I'll be accompanying him, if that's alright."

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

The last thing Peter was bothered by was the dagger-glaring. He'd gotten worse looks in his life, even while at work. Offering the girl a slight smile, he nodded. "Yeah, it's fine."

Moving forward a bit, he held the door open, nodding his head in the direction of the hall behind himself, "And just come on back, i'll show the room."