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[dont_give_a_tam]

WHO: Simon (for now), Shego, Anakin
WHERE: The clinic
WHAT: what?

Simon sat in his office, feet propped up on the desk. He was trying to see if he could throw his pencil and have it lodge in the ceiling.

Today was a slow day at the clinic, believe it or not. Simon found himself thinking fondly of chronic-alcoholic cyborgs and other bizarre

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[ella_va]

Shego limped her ass into the clinic, glad that her rep kept her from questions.

"That bitch probably got into a fight and lost." Yes, think this. Yes.

She slammed the clinic door shut, glaring.

"Listen, I need the morning after pill and some birth control, minus the lecture, right now. I have appointments to keep, let's go." She held her hand out expectantly.

[dont_give_a_tam]

Simon nearly fell off his chair. Wish granted!

"If by 'lecture' you mean 'list of side effects and things you should avoid while on the pill' then I'm afraid I can't skip that," he said, digging for a prescription pad and writing utensil. "it's pretty important."

[ella_va]

"Okay, you do that, and I'll pretend to listen." She stared at him.

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[dont_give_a_tam]

Simon sighed and handed over the filled-out prescription.

"It's not trouble, only doing my job," he muttered, before leaning back and returning to day-dreaming.