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"Sit and roll that sleeve up while I try to find that damned first aid kit," the blonde robot spoke, going to one of the areas of the office, her hands searching for the first aid she had put away. Mike did as she said and grunted when he rolled up his sleeve, looking at the giant gash on his arm.
"Love what you've done with the place. Why Nebraska?" Vanessa asked him, turning around to see Mike poking is injury and Dylan walking over OT him with the first-aid, smacking him over the head with the palm of her hand, which made him wince at the impact. Now he was gonna have a headache.
"Stop poking at it stupid, it'll get infected." She said, sitting on the side of his injured arm, which he didn't want her to touch but she's a bit more experienced with these kinds of injuries than he is.
"do you need a hand mom?" Vanessa asked her, Dylan looked over at her daughter and smiled.
"No dear, we're fine," Mike grunted as she wrapped a section too tight. He glared at her. Vanessa chuckled, walking over to them.
"You sure?" The blonde asked her, "here." Vanessa took over, trying to be gentle with his injury as Dylan huffed in annoyance. It's been a while since she had to patch a human up, give her a break. "I'm a certified EMT. So if your heart ever goes out, I'm the one you want to call," she told the brunette, a smile on her lips as she wrapped his arm.
"You seem to really know your way around the place." He grunted again as Vanessa continued to wrap his arm.
"Well, Freddy's is on my beat. I like to stay well-informed. Also, I really loved this place as a kid, and Dylan was a great story teller too," Dylan winked at the two jokingly causing Vanessa to chuckle as she finished his bandage, "there. That should do it." Vanessa said, standing taller as she looked at him. "Vanessa Shelly." She held a hand out to him.
"Mike." He shook the hand.
"Pleasure to meet you, Mike. I really hope Dylan didn't freak you out on the first night, she tends to have that effect on people," Vanessa spoke, taking the first aid as she cleaned up the area.
"Uh, no, not really. Dyl's been cool," Mike praised softly to her, Vanessa smiled, though the two didn't notice. Dylan smirked over at Mike, who turned his head away from her.
"That's good. It's great to see Dylan make more friends," she put the first aid away, before turning around, her eyes landing on Mike, "you doing all right this evening, Mike?" Vanessa asked him. Mike looked from Vanessa to Dylan, confused. She just shrugged her shoulders, leaning back in her chair.
