Title: Foot Fetish - Prompt 18: Tense
Title: Foot Fetish
Characters: Liz Warner, Don Eppes, Colby Granger, Nikki Betancourt
Prompt 18: Tense
Category: Gen
Rating: K+
Word Count: 300
Summary: Liz's turn
Disclaimer: Characters are so not mine.
Liz Warner was having foot problems.
She assumed at first that it was the pandemic of foot and leg injuries combined with everyone's obsession with foot and leg injuries combined with the fact that most of her team seemed to stare at her legs every time she walked past their desk bound hinneys.
At first, her foot just bothered her a little. Then, it bothered her all the time. Then it became seriously painful.
Finally, she gave in and told Don that she had to go see a doctor.
"What's wrong?" Don asked. "Shin? Thigh? Ankle? Knee? Hip?"
"No, no, no and no," Liz replied.
"You're pregnant!" Don said triumphantly.
"And it's yours," Liz replied tartly.
Don's eyes widened in panic. Then he scowled.
"Okay, my foot hurts," Liz confessed. "It feels like I'm walking on a nail."
Don grinned. "Oh, good."
Liz's eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Not that I'm glad you're in pain," Don added hastily. He held his hands up defensively. "I just want this 'curse' thing to run it's course so we can get back to what passes as normal around here."
Liz smirked. "You're the one who brought up curses," she reminded him.
"Yeah, yeah," Don grumbled. "I just wanted to bug Charlie, not start an obsession."
Liz hobbled off to the doctor, who found that she had a plantar wart on the sole of her foot, which he treated with liquid nitrogen.
The next day, she showed up to work with the requisite crutches and orders to be on desk duty for a week.
"What's the verdict?" Colby asked. "Will you live?"
"You may not, smart guy," Liz retorted. "It was a benign epithelial tumor."
"WOOT!" cried Nikki. "High five, girlfriend!"
Liz was taken aback. "Huh? Why?"
"For coming up with a unique ailment!" Nikki crowed.
Characters: Liz Warner, Don Eppes, Colby Granger, Nikki Betancourt
Prompt 18: Tense
Category: Gen
Rating: K+
Word Count: 300
Summary: Liz's turn
Disclaimer: Characters are so not mine.
Liz Warner was having foot problems.
She assumed at first that it was the pandemic of foot and leg injuries combined with everyone's obsession with foot and leg injuries combined with the fact that most of her team seemed to stare at her legs every time she walked past their desk bound hinneys.
At first, her foot just bothered her a little. Then, it bothered her all the time. Then it became seriously painful.
Finally, she gave in and told Don that she had to go see a doctor.
"What's wrong?" Don asked. "Shin? Thigh? Ankle? Knee? Hip?"
"No, no, no and no," Liz replied.
"You're pregnant!" Don said triumphantly.
"And it's yours," Liz replied tartly.
Don's eyes widened in panic. Then he scowled.
"Okay, my foot hurts," Liz confessed. "It feels like I'm walking on a nail."
Don grinned. "Oh, good."
Liz's eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Not that I'm glad you're in pain," Don added hastily. He held his hands up defensively. "I just want this 'curse' thing to run it's course so we can get back to what passes as normal around here."
Liz smirked. "You're the one who brought up curses," she reminded him.
"Yeah, yeah," Don grumbled. "I just wanted to bug Charlie, not start an obsession."
Liz hobbled off to the doctor, who found that she had a plantar wart on the sole of her foot, which he treated with liquid nitrogen.
The next day, she showed up to work with the requisite crutches and orders to be on desk duty for a week.
"What's the verdict?" Colby asked. "Will you live?"
"You may not, smart guy," Liz retorted. "It was a benign epithelial tumor."
"WOOT!" cried Nikki. "High five, girlfriend!"
Liz was taken aback. "Huh? Why?"
"For coming up with a unique ailment!" Nikki crowed.