It's got cat class and it's got cat style, it's 'Rule of 132'! Because of a double dose of drabbles (say that ten times fast) there are no hints for this one. It's Joe and Matt, and I hope you enjoy!
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(Chapter 38- Rock Fever: Joe and Matt)
On a business day, Joe Kido would often just stay in his office and fill out paperwork, but one thing he never minded doing was helping his numerous patients with whatever problems they might have over the phone. Today was somewhat of a rarity as it was already 1pm, and he did not hear from a single one of his patients that he did not expect.
At about 1:15pm, however, Joe gets a phone call that he did not expect. He answers it with the traditional greeting of 'moshi-moshi' and heard what Joe and many other people across Japan would consider an angelic voice.
"Hey Joe." It was Matt, and even though he did not sound like his chipper self, it didn't matter to the doctor who no matter the situation would get the chance to just talk to his long time crush.
"Hey Matt. I gotta say that though it's nice to talk to you and whatnot, I didn't expect to hear from you," Joe admits. "Is there something the matter?"
"Well, to be honest, I'm not sure," Matt says on the other end of the line. "If I were to name off the list of symptoms to you, do you think you could diagnose my problem?"
"Sure," Joe says smugly. "After all, I am the doctor. Tell me what's troubling you?"
"Well," Matt begins, "it's this feeling that I have deep in the pit of my stomach, you know? You know how people will often say that they have a bug, like a stomach virus? Well, to me...it feels like there are Beatles in my stomach, you know? Like it's doing the twist."
"Oh my," Joe says intrigued. "Go on."
"And...it also feels like there are about four or five Monkees on my back just pounding away at me like an large, extended Partridge Family."
"Goddamn, Matt! If you're that hurt, you need to tell somebody!" Joe exclaims.
"And that's not the worst part, either. My body's just been worn out the past few days, almost like someone has been Rolling Stones across me for the hell of it."
"Good Lord, Matt! You know based on what you have just told me," he says, giving his own professional advice, "I think you should check yourself into the hospital right away, or have a specialist look at you, or something!"
"Okay, I'll do that, but before I do that, I need to ask you something."
"What's that?" Joe inquires with a level of concern for his adult crush.
"What do I do about my...Sexual Healing?" Matt questions, then laughs like a hyena on speed.
"Matt!" Joe says while shaking his head. 'Even though that is something I have a cure for, if he just asks,' he sagely thinks to himself.
A/N: Fact: This drabble took less than 30 minutes to write. Fact: This was fun to write. Fact: Four rock bands were mentioned in this drabble, along with two of my favorite songs.
So I thought of names to use for this one, and I came up with BadMedicineShipping, after the song from Bon Jovi.
So drabble number 39 keeps me in close quarters with Pyjamas, who I'm in friendly competition with in terms of who can get to 66 first. By the way, check out her drabbles. They really are great! The pairing has Matt, and 'his mixer'. This shouldn't be too hard, so you know what to do! Let Rave know what you thought!