You Can't Tell Me What To Do

By Bashfulglowfly

Tsunade Senju was passing by the recovery room when she heard two nurses arguing with a patient.

She raised an eyebrow because the recovery room was for patients who had just come out of surgery and were certainly in no condition to be fighting with the nurses.

She stepped into the room. "What's going on here?"

The two nurses jumped and looked over their shoulders at her. "Dr. Senju!"

"What's going on here?" She stepped further into the room.

"Ma'am, we need Mr. Hatake to lay on his back and take a deep breath and he's refusing to do so."

He had not been her patient, but she had heard about him. With a stern tone to her voice, Tsunade ordered "Mr. Hatake, you have to do what the nurses say!"

The silver-haired man was clearly loopy from the anesthetic because he giggled before saying "You can' tell me what to do!"

"Mr. Hatake, the nurses are having you do things in order to make sure you are recovering properly."

"You can' tell meeee what to dooo!"

Tsunade sighed and asked, "And why can't we tell you what to do?"

The man giggled again, his arm flopping drunkenly all over as he tried to point at the three women. "You can' tell me what to do 'cause you' no my husband!"

Tsunade snorted but was able to contain the rest of her laughter while the nurses stared at her in shock. "Is his husband here?"

"I believe he's in the waiting room, ma'am."

"Get him and tell him to tell his husband to listen to the two of you."

"Yes, ma'am!"

"Yes, go get my sexy cuddle dolfy-woffy!" Hatake peered up at Tsunade "Do'fins are too cuddle bummies!"

"I'm sure they are." Tsunade glared at the two nurses who were standing like idiotic lumps who had never heard the post-op ramblings of a patient before.

They both jumped and one scurried out of the room just ahead of Tsunade.

She walked to her office, shut the door and began to laugh.

Well, there's another story to tell Orochimaru and Jiraiya tomorrow!