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FIC, # 019; Statue
Title: When Spies meet the Undead Doctor
Author: Omnicat
Word Count: 568
Rating: G
Characters/Pairing: Middie & Iria, Rashid and the Maganacs, mentions of Quatre
Warnings: None.
Author’s Note: Bumping into a wall in zero gravity is not a cause of death. No, GW, it is not.
Middie Une meets Iria Winner. 'Cause she aten't dead yet.
When Spies meet the Undead Doctor
Monsters, monsters everywhere. In the streets, in the stores and eating-houses, in the hospital. Cheerful monsters who sang horrible songs (in various forms of ‘horrible’) ate each other on sight and happily made a show of it for each other’s amusement.
Middie loved it.
There was a horde of creatures in the waiting area, ranging from a living statue, painted gold from head to toe, to a djinn, to a bare-chested man in a sequined skirt with a trian imitating a snake’s tail, to a massive, incredibly hairy man with a fluffy tail stuck into the back of his pants and fake wolf ears peeking out from his wild hair. The doctor’s face was grey and covered in dangling patches of plastic ‘skin’.
She interpreted Middie’s unstoppable grin correctly and said by way of greeting: “You picked a great time to visit the colony, agent Une.”
“I’ll have to thank Preventer for this assignment,” she said.
“Have you celebrated Halloween before?” doctor Winner asked as they sat down on opposit sides of her desk.
“No, it’s never been popular where I’m from. It looks like I’ve been missing out.”
“It’s a recent development for our colony as well. Quatre -” Middie had learned during her initial appointment that the doctor was one of the ridiculous amounts of sisters the colony representative had. “- is a great fan of anything supernatural, so when he was introduced to the practice of Halloween by a friend almost ten years ago, he introduced it to all the people of the colony and managed to single-handedly popularize it. Though in a modified form, of course,” she added modestly.
“I wouldn’t know the difference,” Middie said brightly. “But it looks like you’re having a blast. Representative Winner must be a popular guy to throw such a big party.”
“He works hard to make the colony happy,” doctor Winner said with a fond smile. Then she winked. “But let’s be honest - who could resist that cute face?”
Thinking of her own adorable baby brothers, Middie grinned back.
“Well then, back to business. Your test results came in, and as expected, you’re perfectly healthy. In my professional opinion, whatever symptoms you had upon your arrival in space were a result of the sudden drastic change in atmosphere. It’s a common ailment. Just make sure to get your inoculations and take the recommended supplements whenever you travel through outer space, and you should be fine.”
“Will do. But is there really nothing to be done against the space-sickness?”
“No, I’m sorry. Your body and mind will have to get used to it the hard way.”
“How do you colonists cope with this?”
The doctor just shrugged apologetically.
“Oh well,” Middie sighed. She stood and shook the doctor’s hand. “Thank you for everything, doctor. It was a pleasure.”
“Not a problem. And don’t worry about any flesh-eating creatures you might meet out there. Even they aren’t allowed to eat anything that has not been declared dead, and you have excellent defence against such claims.”
“Unlike you,” Middie chuckled, indicating doctor Winner’s ‘skin’.
“Unlike me,” she agreed with a resounding laugh.
As Middie made her way to the elevators, she heard the doctor exclaim to the group of men in the waiting area: “Rashid, guys, how can I examine you when you’re all dressed up like that?!”
Author: Omnicat
Word Count: 568
Rating: G
Characters/Pairing: Middie & Iria, Rashid and the Maganacs, mentions of Quatre
Warnings: None.
Author’s Note: Bumping into a wall in zero gravity is not a cause of death. No, GW, it is not.
Middie Une meets Iria Winner. 'Cause she aten't dead yet.
When Spies meet the Undead Doctor
Monsters, monsters everywhere. In the streets, in the stores and eating-houses, in the hospital. Cheerful monsters who sang horrible songs (in various forms of ‘horrible’) ate each other on sight and happily made a show of it for each other’s amusement.
Middie loved it.
There was a horde of creatures in the waiting area, ranging from a living statue, painted gold from head to toe, to a djinn, to a bare-chested man in a sequined skirt with a trian imitating a snake’s tail, to a massive, incredibly hairy man with a fluffy tail stuck into the back of his pants and fake wolf ears peeking out from his wild hair. The doctor’s face was grey and covered in dangling patches of plastic ‘skin’.
She interpreted Middie’s unstoppable grin correctly and said by way of greeting: “You picked a great time to visit the colony, agent Une.”
“I’ll have to thank Preventer for this assignment,” she said.
“Have you celebrated Halloween before?” doctor Winner asked as they sat down on opposit sides of her desk.
“No, it’s never been popular where I’m from. It looks like I’ve been missing out.”
“It’s a recent development for our colony as well. Quatre -” Middie had learned during her initial appointment that the doctor was one of the ridiculous amounts of sisters the colony representative had. “- is a great fan of anything supernatural, so when he was introduced to the practice of Halloween by a friend almost ten years ago, he introduced it to all the people of the colony and managed to single-handedly popularize it. Though in a modified form, of course,” she added modestly.
“I wouldn’t know the difference,” Middie said brightly. “But it looks like you’re having a blast. Representative Winner must be a popular guy to throw such a big party.”
“He works hard to make the colony happy,” doctor Winner said with a fond smile. Then she winked. “But let’s be honest - who could resist that cute face?”
Thinking of her own adorable baby brothers, Middie grinned back.
“Well then, back to business. Your test results came in, and as expected, you’re perfectly healthy. In my professional opinion, whatever symptoms you had upon your arrival in space were a result of the sudden drastic change in atmosphere. It’s a common ailment. Just make sure to get your inoculations and take the recommended supplements whenever you travel through outer space, and you should be fine.”
“Will do. But is there really nothing to be done against the space-sickness?”
“No, I’m sorry. Your body and mind will have to get used to it the hard way.”
“How do you colonists cope with this?”
The doctor just shrugged apologetically.
“Oh well,” Middie sighed. She stood and shook the doctor’s hand. “Thank you for everything, doctor. It was a pleasure.”
“Not a problem. And don’t worry about any flesh-eating creatures you might meet out there. Even they aren’t allowed to eat anything that has not been declared dead, and you have excellent defence against such claims.”
“Unlike you,” Middie chuckled, indicating doctor Winner’s ‘skin’.
“Unlike me,” she agreed with a resounding laugh.
As Middie made her way to the elevators, she heard the doctor exclaim to the group of men in the waiting area: “Rashid, guys, how can I examine you when you’re all dressed up like that?!”