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Stark was covered in tinsel. Draped in excessive amounts of holiday cheer. Or at least in excessive amounts of shiny strands. Who knew it could not only rain tinsel but pour tinsel as well?

"I'm very glad all the coffee has lids," he said, setting the tray off drinks down and trying to unbury the cups. He'd de-tinsel himself once that was done. "And the cookies are in the box there but those are fine. It was closed the whole time."

Stabby made some grabby motions and Stark handed over some of the tinsel that was piling up on the counter.

"He likes decorating," a nurse said. "In case it wasn't obvious from how Christmas threw up all over his tank. Again."

The clinic was open, the crab was going crazy with tinsel, and the alien was still trying to get all the tinsel off of himself.

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"They don't work here, do they?" Stark asked when he saw the chickens in capes wandering around by the front Desk. "Or are they patients? Or just visitors?"

The nurses shrugged. "The crab just showed up one day. Why not chickens? And look how well dressed they are!"

"I do like their capes," Stark had to admit. So stylish!
"But I didn't bring them coffee. Or anything else. Can chickens even have coffee?"

Stabby, meanwhile, seemed to be pouting in his tank about not having a cape of his own. Poor crab.

The clinic was open and full of fancy fowl!