Tripler Army Medical Center, Honolulu, HI [Saturday afternoon]

[grenadesandohana]

It was time for Danny and Steve's six-week check-up at Tripler, and Steve was desperately hoping to be told he was allowed to go back to his regular exercise routine (which he'd done already, but details). He was less thrilled that after the check-up he had to turn his active duty military ID in and swap it for a retiree one.

Retirees were old. Vietnam vets. Maybe Korea. Not him, okay, he wasn't even 40. He was so busy stewing about the indignity of it all that he didn't notice his long-legged righteous-but-leaving-Danny-behind stride had turned much shorter.

Shorter and furrier.

Because he was an otter.

[OOC: For the partner!]

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[hatesparadise]

"Babe."

Why did this happen here? They were in Hawaii. The dumb shit here was more nuclear bombs and less... whimsical creatures.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve wasn't listening, Danny. He was righteously stomping! Getting nowhere, but.

[hatesparadise]

Which meant Danny had to sigh oh so loudly and speed up to catch him before someone noticed the otter. "Steve, I swear to god," he hissed.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve stopped with a huff, then looked down--no, wait, up. way, way up--at Danny.

Crap.

[hatesparadise]

"C'mere," Danny said, crouching down to scoop him up. It was adorable and novel and he'd never let Steve live it down. Ever.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve huffed again, trying to maintain his dignity, which was a completely lost cause.

[hatesparadise]

"Don't even, I have to explain how an otter got in here," Danny grumbled.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve gave him a baleful glare. He hadn't meant to be an otter!

[hatesparadise]

"Don't give me that look."

Daniel, don't argue with an otter in public.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve kept giving Danny that look because Danny wasn't the boss of him. Even though he was holding him and would have to drive him home.

[hatesparadise]

"C'mon. Let's get you some fish," he sighed.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve perked up at that. Fish?

[hatesparadise]

"Into the shirt," Danny sighed, tugging down his collar. "We're bustin' out."

[grenadesandohana]

This was so undignified. Steve scrabbled into Danny's shirt, so enjoy those little claws.

[hatesparadise]

"Ow, shit," he hissed. "Easy there. Still healing."

[grenadesandohana]

Steve settled down, popping his head out of the top of Danny's shirt. Super. Stealthy. SEAL.

Otter.

[hatesparadise]

"I'm gonna take so many pictures," Danny sighed, trying to avoid seeing anyone as he tried to escape the hospital.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve poked him one more time because he was super petty.

[hatesparadise]

"Oh, shut up. Just be glad we're in Hawaii for your ridiculous taste in seafood," Danny grumbled.

[grenadesandohana]

And easily stealable surfboards! Those poor tourists.

Steve huffed again but settled.