[For Chuck and Ellie]

[piemakerprince]

It had been three days, four hours and give or take ten minutes since Ned and Chuck had woken up to what was now deemed a proper heatwave where there should have been snow. There was nothing for it but to survive the best they could in their hut, which, when one came right down to it, involved as few clothes as possible. This was not the problem,

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[agirlnamedchuck]

It had been hard for the girl named Chuck who was touchy-feely by nature, certainly not nurture to acclaimate herself to both the facts that she could touch the Piemaker and now the fact that touching him in certain spots with a certain lack of clothing could get them into an itchy rashy mess. It was the sort thing at Aunt Vivian always warned against, saying that touching would lead to no good and indeed it hadn't, but at the time it had felt so good.

"Hi Ellie," greeted Chuck reddened hands artfully tucked behind her back. "Ned and I have to talk to you about something. Do you a minute?"

[the_support]

While Ellie never disliked seeing the two of them, she had to admit, she was surprised to see them both wander into the clinic. Putting aside what she was doing - it'd been a thankfully slow day - she turned in her chair to face them.

"Of course," she said, looking between the two of them with a curious expression. Motioning to two empty seats nearby, she added, "Would you like to sit?"

[piemakerprince]

Ned couldn't help the wince at Ellie's suggestion of sitting down no more than he could help the itch along his back he was valiantly doing his best not to scratch.

"I don't think sitting down is a very good idea right now," he said, and looked to Chuck.

[agirlnamedchuck]

Frowning as well, Chuck nodded in agreement taking one look at the chairs and shaking her head. Sitting was indeed the very opposite of what she felt like doing.

"No, I think that wouldn't be a good idea at all," she agreed. "We erm, we need your medical expertise."