The Wisdom Tooth (Cherik AU)

1.

Nurse Erik Lehnsherr strutted through the busy hallway, as usual, he as a professional nurse would do. He passed by his fellow nurses and staff that sprinted back and forth around him, pushing and aiding on different patients. He was called in by dentist Sebastian Shaw, one of the best dentists in the hospital clinic.

With his scrubs on, he walked towards the door at the end of the white hall. Seemingly bored yet anxious, he knocked on the glass window of the door.

"Come in." Shaw said from inside. Erik turned the silver knob and plastered a small smile on his lips as he was ,Erik by the dentist's eager eyes.

"You called me sir?" He said in a low voice as he shut the door behind him. Shaw in his white laboratory gown stood up from his seat and went over to the tall German.

"Ah Erik, yes I called you in to help me assist one of my clients later at three." The man keenly said with a grin. Erik nodded. "Should I bring in the anesthesia too?" He asked as he took out his pen and fished out the hospital notepad in his pocket.

"You knew it would be a wisdom tooth extraction?" Shaw asked with an impressive tone. "How many times have you helped in the whole wisdom tooth frenzy?" He added. "112 sir. 29 in a row last month and 10 last week." He specifically said in detail. Shaw made a smug expression. Impressed of Erik's unnecessary answer.

"That's some great memory you have there Lehnsherr." He pointed out.
"Because I'm German sir." He replied with pride. Shaw snickered. "Okay that's a bit atrocious to say but please bring the gloves and new spit cup at the storage including a towel."

Immediately, Erik started scribbling down the things on his list. Shaw glanced at his table that held most of the tools and rehashed what else was needed for the procedure. Erik repeated the list and verified it to Shaw.
"Oh and please ready the anesthesia in the syringe so that the procedure would be swift." Shaw added out and Erik wrote it down.

"Would you want the newly bought sets for the tools?" Erik asked as he clicked his pen. Shaw shook his head. "I'm utilizing the old ones for now." Erik nodded and shoved the notepad into his pocket as well as his pen.

"Thank you Lehnsherr." Shaw said. The German nodded. "See you later sir."

When he shut the door behind him, he was met with Scott Summers, one of his fellow scrubs who eyed him as he held some syringes on a silver tray. Erik immediately identified them as five doses of anesthesia. Scott cleared his throat as he pulled down his face mask. "Hey Lehnsherr, you gonna head to the storage room too?" He asked.

"Yeah, Shaw's got another patient this week. It'll be at three." Erik replied as he looked back to where he was headed. Scott tagged along as he seemingly proudly held up the tray. "It actually worked."

Erik eyed him. "What?" Scott pouted. "Remember? I told you guys when we had a break that I would concoct and formulate a more better anesthesia for some of the emergency room patients. Well, it worked! I tried it out on Jean."
Erik blinked, recollecting those conversations. "Oh um, I don't remember you saying that."

"Bullshit Lehnsherr, you just doubted my hypothesis because you don't trust me because apparently, I'm clumsy as a whore on your dick." He sternly said. Causing one of the wheel chaired patients to turn his head to him. Erik nudged him harshly. "OK YOU can shut up now."

Scott smirked and laughed. "What? Aren't you proud that you got to shove your big co--"

"Oh hey Logan!" Erik immediately slapped the Aussie's back causing him to glare at him. "What's your problem now?"
Erik shrugged. "Just greeting a fellow scrub." He smiled. Logan rolled his eyes. "Do that again and you won't feel your hand on my back ever again."

Erik raised his hands. "Whatever you say big boy." Scott pouted and followed behind him, greeting Logan as he passed by him. Erik reached the storage room door and quickly entered with Scott still behind his tail.