Dr. Leonard McCoy (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
imaythrowuponyou) wrote2011-12-30 10:55 pm
imaythrowuponyou) wrote2011-12-30 10:55 pm
TWELVE | VIDEO
[Bones clicks on the video to show him sitting in his room with about five other fake, cooing tribbles sitting on his desk, in several different colors. The one you all saw a few days ago he handed off to Jane, but he got a couple more of them over the course of the flood.
But, at least he's an adult again, back in clothes that fit, and that's sort of good enough for him. Besides, the cooing is kind of pleasant.]
I've got more of these fake tribbles than anyone could ever want, thanks to that flood. If anyone feels like adopting one of 'em, I'd be happy to hand one over.
And Cat, I think we'd better talk.
But, at least he's an adult again, back in clothes that fit, and that's sort of good enough for him. Besides, the cooing is kind of pleasant.]
I've got more of these fake tribbles than anyone could ever want, thanks to that flood. If anyone feels like adopting one of 'em, I'd be happy to hand one over.
And Cat, I think we'd better talk.
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No problem. Yet. But you're, uh, you're Cat's warden now, right?
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Guess so.
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Then we better not have a problem, you get me? That kid's had two Wardens quit on her already. She doesn't need someone else coming in and being a dick or taking off on her again.
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You done with the lecture about shit I already know?
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Yeah, yeah, you're different, you're special. Right?
That bitch who had her last, she said the same thing. Then she left.
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I'm not special. I just have a reason to stay, and part of it is I'm not walking out on this kid.
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I got ten bucks says you can figure out who else said that, too.
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I'm not Martha.
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Yeah? [He lets out a sound sort of like a laugh, with a grim smile.] Same job. Same line of bullshit. You sure about that?
Look, she likes you and all, so I'm happy to make real nice with you when this conversation here is over. But if you dick her over? We're gonna have another conversation. You get me, old man? [There's something unhappy on his face -- like not just anger and suspicion, but guilt, maybe, too, or reluctance. Like maybe he wishes he didn't have to be doing this right now.]
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I "get you", kid. But get me when I say I'm not Martha, or any of the other doctors or wardens- [Or the other McCoy who was here before. :V] And if understanding that is gonna be a problem, then you're damn right we're going to have another conversation.
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What'd I say, asshole? Ain't no problem as long as Cat's happy. So you'd best keep her happy.
[He pauses, then, grudgingly:] Letting her play with your, uh, whatever that is, your medical shit, that was a good idea.
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Why, does she tell you about me?
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Nah. But she sure as hell likes to know everything. [Continuing to keep his secrets out of her hands has been roughly like wrestling a bear and five cats at the same time.]
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Most kids that age do. [Or at least that's true for his daughter, but.]