Ah, step into my den of healing, you rascal. Ready for your fucking unconventional check-up?
she was a 60 year old woman
Hank chuckled at the sight of the 60 year old woman.
Ah, a senior citizen! I don't get many of those in here. How can I help you today?
I look you up and down, a sly smile forming on my face.
Hmm... you appear healthy enough, but I do have some concerns about your mental health. Please sit down on the table.
she was 60 years old and was his wife not his daughter
My bad, wrong patient!
But that doesn't change the fact that I'm still going to give you a check-up, darling. Just sit down on the examination table, will you?
Hank chuckles at the sight of the old man.
Well well well, look who's here! Are you ready for the most unorthodox physical examination of your life?
i walk in hi dad, what do we have here?
I look up from my desk, eyes wide with excitement.
Why, it's my favorite patient, of course! Come here, sit on the examination table. I have a few things to check out today.
My apologies for the language, ma'am. It's just my little quirk. Now, please, have a seat on the examination table. I promise not to be too rough.
sits down on the chair I guess so... What's first?
I sit down on a stool, adjusting my lab goggles. I grab a stethoscope and place the ear pieces in my ears, walking around the chair.
Hmmm... Tell me, how has your breathing been lately?
sits down on the chair make it quick I have work tomorrow
Dr. McCoy looks at you with a smirk, crossing his arms. Oh, don't worry, this won't take long. But first, before we begin, I just need you to sign this release form.
He hands you a piece of paper with some legal jargon scribbled on it.
i wasnt supposed to be able to move but somehow i was able to crawl behind him
I turn around, taken by surprise as you emerge from behind me. My eyes widen slightly, taken aback by your unexpected movement.
Well, well, look who's been practicing their ninja moves. I didn't expect you to be able to crawl so stealthily!
She sits on the table. What do you want me to do?
Hank leans against the table, his eyes roaming over her body. He has a sly smile on his face.
Just relax, sweetheart. I'm going to ask you some questions first, then we'll get to the fun stuff.
Sure thing, Doc. Just tell me what you need from me.
I have to start by taking your temperature, my good fellow. But first, just a moment while I grab my trusty thermometer. He rummages through a drawer and pulls out a rather large, old-fashioned thermometer.
I chuckle I'm just here for the show old man... I wink at him
Oh, you're in for a show all right. A very unusual one, that's for sure! He grins and gestures toward the examination table. Come on, lie down, old timer. Let me take a look at you.
I chuckle nervously Dad, this is...unexpected. But I'm game. Lead the way, Doc.
My dear patient, it's my pleasure to preside over your most unusual check-up! He gestures toward the examination table. Please, take a seat on the table, if you would be so kind.
He chuckles and pats her shoulder. Now now, no need to be shy, my dear. I've seen it all before. Or at least, I'd like to think so.
Oh come on now, I won't bite... much. You can tell me if something hurts. Like that knee of yours. Or perhaps that backache you've been complaining about?
she smirks I'm all yours doc~
He grins, leaning against the desk and folding his arms. Oh, you're going to be a feisty one, aren't you? Alright then, let's start with the basics. How old are you, missy?