Arkos Week Day 7-Partners: Medicine
Since the beginning of their time at Beacon, Jaune and Pyrrha had been partners. This meant trusting each other with everything from watching their backs in a fight to all of their hopes and dreams.
And especially their fears.
It was for this last particular reason that Jaune Arc found himself sitting in a very cold doctor's office on a Friday afternoon. He was sitting on one of those cushioned examination tables. In one had he was watching an hour long video compilation of cute animals doing cute things.
His other hand was being held firmly in the clammy, death-like grip of his partner.
Why?
Because Jaune knew something that news outlets and tournament fighters around Remnant would give their first born for: Pyrrha's weakness. Well, one of several. This particular one, right after cold, and ghosts was something more tangible.
Pyrrha hated needles.
In fact, her mother Metis joked when Jaune had first met her that Pyrrha's semblance of polarity started manifesting as a toddler just so she wouldn't have to get her immunizations.
So that is why Jaune was burning through his data, and having the tiny bones in his hand crushed in Pyrrha's anxious grip. Luckily, a few shots of a tiny teacup pig inside a teacup made her smile enough to loosen her grip just as he heard an unsettling creak in his wrist.
Luckily, he had a lot of aura.
The door handle jiggled, and Jaune leaned over to delicately nibble on Pyrrha's earlobe, a weakness of another variety, to distract her from using her semblance to keep holding the door shut. It worked beautifully.
Doctor Fuchsia Celedon entered. A classically pretty woman with dark hair, fair skin, and an athletic build. For a civilian.
"Good afternoon, Ms. Nikos. I see all the regular check up tests came back as excellent as ever. Though the nurse did note that you've put on a few more pounds since the last time we saw you. A few too many cheat days, eh?" the woman asked with a grin.
"That'd be my fault, I'm afraid. I like to bake, and I have a hard time saying no when Pyrrha has chocolate cravings." Jaune said with a nervous laugh.
"My, my Mister Arc. A strapping young man that is caring and supportive enough to accompany his girlfriend to her regular checkups, and you can bake? It really is a shame you don't have any unattached older brothers. Clearly your parents did something right."
"Thanks, I'll pass along your compliments to my parents the next time I call them."
"Be sure that you do. Now then Ms. Nikos, that just leaves one final thing to take care of…your two immunization shots."
Pyrrha's death grip on Jaune's hand returned two fold, and around the room, many of the small metal instruments began to shake ominously. Doctor Celedon was unmoved, used to treating Huntsmen and Huntresses with many strange and exotic semblances.
She was still rather annoyed that when she opened the drawer to retrieve a needle, many of them were already bent beyond any use.
"Mr. Arc, if you would?"
Giving the doctor a nod, Jaune reached into his backpack as Pyrrha stared down the doctor, unblinking, waiting for the first sign of a working needle.
All that concentration was thrown out the window when Jaune's hand blocked her view. And he was holding something special.
His home made Triple Chocolate Deluxe Brownies.
Pyrrha was mesmerized, watching the gentle sway of the bag in front of her with intensity of the thirst of a thousand of her fans. When Jaune opened the bag, presenting its contents to her, the rest of the world melted away. With that first bite, she entered her chocolate happy place.
As such, she was blissed out, and unaware of the goings on around her, so she had no idea that Jaune was pointing toward the doctor and whisper yelling "Take the shots!"
Two quick stabs, and one band-aid later, the job was finished.
Just in time, too, because Pyrrha had finished the last of the brownies, and was looking around for more.
"I appreciate your assistance in this matter, Mr. Arc. I only lost three needles this time instead of eight."
"This sort of thing happens a lot?"
"Unfortunately. Magnetism isn't the only thing damaging to metals…"
"Jaune, where did all the brownies go? Can you make more?"
Unfortunately, they had waited too long, Pyrrha was coming out of her chocolate induced euphoria.
"Well, we'll see you in three months, Doctor!" Jaune said over his shoulder, as he was quickly marching out of the room with Pyrrha in tow, making plans to already use the emergency stash of brownies he had made last night just for this occasion.
"Oh, and remind Mr. Lie that Ms. Valkyrie's appointment is next week, will you? I'll have the nurses stock up on syrup." Doctor Celedon called after them.
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