A little drabble do you-Discussion of life--Medical

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Napoleon and Illya are as different as night and day in many things, the men make these differences known this time on medical.

“Well how are you feeling, Mr. Kuryakin?”

“Fine.”

“Do you have any pain in that broken leg?”

“I am fine.”

“Do you need anything?”

“I am fine and need nothing.”

“But there must be something I can do for you?”

“Leave me alone, I am fine.”

After the nurse left Napoleon said, “Come on Illya, how are you really feeling?”

“How do you think I feel after someone threw a bomb where I was standing, missing the target by a mile?”

“Sorry, the bullet that hit my arm threw off my aim. How are you truly?”

“I am fine.”

“Your shining face makes me feel fine.”

“Is that bullet wound in your arm painful?”

“Not as painful as not being able to hold you, my dear.”

“Do you need anything?”

“How about a sponge bath?”

After the nurse left, Illya said to his partner, “Can’t you ever be serious?”

“I was being serious.  UNCLE’s Wonderful nurses always make me feel better.”

“How do you really feel?”

“Well except for the fact my partner accidently shot me, fine.”

“I am sorry.  The crumbling rocks behind me caused my feet to slip. How are you really?”

“Nothing a loving nurse can’t make better.”