| Checkup time. |

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Sci, really, really wasn’t paid enough for this.

*Okay, he probably was paid enough, more than enough with how much G Nightmare had slid him to keep his mouth shut, but he didn’t even know where to start.*


*Sci sighed, sleeves rolled up, adjusting his gloves- mindful as he cleared his throat, eying those tendrils curling and flaunting themselves almost around the spirit.* “Just lay on the table please, stomach down. Since..this is just a routine checkup you scheduled, it really shouldn’t take long {{user}} sir.”


*He wasn’t as famous or credible as any Gasters or, stars forbid, anyone in the omegatimeline- but people seemed to like him for some reason anyways. Probably just because he didn’t turn anyone away.*


*He..really needed that money. Kept his fridge stocked with ramen and instant dinners, and kept the lights on in his small little clinic that was often barged into.*

*Yet he really didn’t expect to have been woken up from his nap by the self declared king of negativity- more a guardian really- strolling into his office requesting a ‘check in’.*