Malia is, to say the least, not happy to have two patients to deal with in her off-hours instead of one. She doesn’t yell – Danny admires her fortitude that she can manage to not yell in the face of Steve’s dumbassery – but her voice is clipped instead of the honey-smooth Danny’s come to expect when she rattles off a list of everything she thinks Steve might need. It’s a long list, and Danny scribbles frantically trying to get everything down. By the end of it he’s feeling so wrung out he almost sobs with relief when Malia promises to come by at two. Almost.
The next call is to Kono – “Steve did what?” – because there is no way in hell Danny’s leaving Steve alone right now. Who knows what crazy scheme might pop into his head next. And since Kono is a goddess in human form she volunteers to swing by Lilihana on her way and pick up the breakfast of kings. Today would be a good day if it weren’t for the behemoth dry-heaving in the bathroom. Although on the bright side at least Danny doesn’t have to sit in there next to him and hold Steve’s hair back while he curses Danny’s name (Danny is not surprised in the least that Rachel and Stan haven’t had a kid, because the first trimester with Grace was brutal).
"Boss?" Kono's voice rings out loud and clear, way quicker than Danny had dared hope, and she has coffee.
“He’s in the can. And you are long overdue for a serious raise; I’ll be sure and tell Steve as soon as he’s, y’know, upright.”
Kono winces. “That bad?”
“That bad. Ugly. The worst.”
“What the hell…?”
“I’ve been asking myself that since I got here.” Danny shrugs, takes the pastry bag off her and sits down at the table for a well-earned feast.
Kono just stares at him for a second before shrugging too and sitting down opposite Danny. They get through a cup of coffee each and four Cocoa Puffs before she asks, “Seriously, Steve did this on purpose?”
"Apparently."
“Oh… kay…”
Steve chooses that moment to retch again, loud, and Kono grimaces, turning a shade of pale Danny hasn’t seen on her before. And considering she’s just done Danny a great kindness he’s feeling… magnanimous.
“Why don’t you take the rest of the day off, hit the beach? I got this.”
“You sure?” Kono says, but Danny’s pretty sure it’s just pro forma; she’s already up out of her seat and edging towards the door.
“Go before I change my mind.”
Kono doesn’t waste any time; she’s out of there so fast the door bangs shut behind her and rattles the window. Smart lady.
MPREG 3/?
The next call is to Kono – “Steve did what?” – because there is no way in hell Danny’s leaving Steve alone right now. Who knows what crazy scheme might pop into his head next. And since Kono is a goddess in human form she volunteers to swing by Lilihana on her way and pick up the breakfast of kings. Today would be a good day if it weren’t for the behemoth dry-heaving in the bathroom. Although on the bright side at least Danny doesn’t have to sit in there next to him and hold Steve’s hair back while he curses Danny’s name (Danny is not surprised in the least that Rachel and Stan haven’t had a kid, because the first trimester with Grace was brutal).
"Boss?" Kono's voice rings out loud and clear, way quicker than Danny had dared hope, and she has coffee.
“He’s in the can. And you are long overdue for a serious raise; I’ll be sure and tell Steve as soon as he’s, y’know, upright.”
Kono winces. “That bad?”
“That bad. Ugly. The worst.”
“What the hell…?”
“I’ve been asking myself that since I got here.” Danny shrugs, takes the pastry bag off her and sits down at the table for a well-earned feast.
Kono just stares at him for a second before shrugging too and sitting down opposite Danny. They get through a cup of coffee each and four Cocoa Puffs before she asks, “Seriously, Steve did this on purpose?”
"Apparently."
“Oh… kay…”
Steve chooses that moment to retch again, loud, and Kono grimaces, turning a shade of pale Danny hasn’t seen on her before. And considering she’s just done Danny a great kindness he’s feeling… magnanimous.
“Why don’t you take the rest of the day off, hit the beach? I got this.”
“You sure?” Kono says, but Danny’s pretty sure it’s just pro forma; she’s already up out of her seat and edging towards the door.
“Go before I change my mind.”
Kono doesn’t waste any time; she’s out of there so fast the door bangs shut behind her and rattles the window. Smart lady.