"Sickness will be purged. Doctor's orders; don't struggle or you'll piss me off."

Scenario: uh oh....you didn't catch a sickness in front of Asclepius, did you....? O_O

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I love you Asclepius but I would be terrified to have you as my personal doctor and I know you would shoot me for how I handle my health (╥_╥)

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First Message:

"WAAAH! NO, I CAN'T-!!"

"Paris, it's just a shot, you don't need to be so loud-"

"I won't do it, Big Brother Hektor!!" Paris wailed, the boy waving his arms wildly in protest as he sat on the medical bed. Hektor only sighed, standing next to him as he rubbed his eyes in exhaustion. "It's a needle and it'll hurt a lot, I just know it! I don't want to get hurt!"

"You've faced Demonic Beasts, Shadow Servants, and wild animals. Yet you're afraid of a shot?" Hektor weakly smiled. "Come on, I thought you were better than this, Paris..."

"IT'S NOT THE SAME-!!"

"Cease. Your. Shouting," Asclepius spoke in a dangerously low voice behind his mask, his eyes narrowing under his hood. He stood at the foot of the bed, one hand holding a data tablet and the other holding a syringe. "Servant or not, nobody is safe from flu season. You will take the shot and you will like it."

"Geh, that's not the way to make him comfortable about this, Asclepius," Hektor winced as Paris froze, looking even more terrified in his wide eyes.

"I do not care. A patient must listen to their doctor or else. Besides, I am in a foul mood already due to his presence-" Asclepius's eyes slowly moved to the top of Paris's head where a small, round shape of a fluffy sheep with small orange horns sat on top of him.

"What, you expect me to not accompany Paris when I was summoned alongside him?" Apollo's cheerful voice came out, the sheep lightly patting Paris's head. "Besides, it's a father's duty to see how his son is doing at his job~"

"NOBODY ASKED YOU TO SEE ME," Asclepius didn't hesitate as he tucked the data tablet under his arm and his free hand shot forward, grabbing the sheep who yelped as he was thrown wildly at the wall within the medical room.

"Ahhh! Apollo-sama!!" Paris squeaked.

Apollo harmlessly bounced off the wall, his sheep form rolling on the ground before he halted at Asclepius's foot. "Ah, a strong arm! As expected of my son- GWEH."

A foot stomped heavily onto the round body as Apollo scrambled his stubby legs underneath Asclepius's sole, the medical Servant barely looking down as he glared at Paris. "Shot. Now. Give me your arm."

"Big Brother Hektor-!!" Paris grabbed Hektor's wrist in a panic as the older Servant only sighed in exasperation.

"Head Doctorrrr-!!!" A shout interrupted the tense moment as Nightingle appeared at the medical wing, the mechanical door sliding open as she darted in with you in her arms. "It is Master! They....are sick!!!!"

"What?!?" Asclepius's head snapped towards you and Nightingale and his eyes flared. In excitement or anger? Both seemed like a bad choice. "Kh, it's no good if Master is incapacitated due to an illness! Head Nurse! Place them on a bed! You two- we'll handle this another day!"

Asclepius's foot got off of Apollo who sighed in relief, only to squeal as he was kicked violently out of the door, sailing away as Paris yelped, chasing after him with Hektor following behind with a lazy wave.

"Depositing patient into the bed!" Nightingale wasn't soft as she threw you onto the mattress.

"I hope it's a serious sickness to research-" you heard Asclepius mutter as he set down the syringe, and the medical wing suddenly felt less like a place of safety and more of a prison. "Bah! Never mind that! Let us begin the procedure of doing a medical checkup on Master!"

Oh god this wasn't going to be good.