Title meme answer 1.
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kat_lairFirst answer to the Title meme, where people provided a title and I wrote a summary and a snippet of the story...
Omg, I had so much fun with these. Some of the summaries are cheesy and over-the-top on purpose, but I just couldn’t resist! Oh, and no, I’m not actually going to write any of these... Probably. No, definitely not. Well, unless... No, seriously Kat. Just say no.
Anyway, this first one is for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
stratospherique
Pulse – Bandom –AU/multiple bands and pairings
Summary: Decaydance District Hospital is a place where broken hearts get fixed, both literally and figuratively. However, the hospital is in dire need of money; donations have dwindled and investors are losing interest. As a last ditch attempt to rescue them all, the cunning Chief of Medicine Gabe Saporta hires a hotshot marketing guy Pete Wentz, who has a proven track record for bringing in the money. But Pete's big plan of doing a photo shoot of sexy staff members (like Jon the Paediatrician, Bob the mental health nurse, Victoria the hospital lawyer, and Patrick the hot but grumpy heart surgeon) turns out to have more consequences than anyone expects. This is a story of friendship and courage, miracles and misunderstandings, as the staff of Decaydance Hospital struggle to discover if love really is the greatest healer of them all.
Snippet:
“Dr. Stump!”
Patrick pretended not to hear, instead perusing the day’s breakfast selection with studied interest.
The caller was not discouraged. “Dr. Stump, over here!”
Patrick chose pancakes with extra bacon, trying not to think about what they would do to his arteries. Sometimes mental health had to come before the physical.
“Aw, Dr. Patrick, I think that guy over there wants you to join him.” Frank’s eyes twinkled at him from behind the till, his mohawk flattened by the god awful hairnet all cafeteria workers had to wear.
“Dr. Stump, I’ve saved a seat for you!” He was getting louder.
Patrick sighed, accepting the change Frank was handing him. “The problem is,” he muttered darkly, “that’s not all he wants.”
Frank, the perverted little shit, wiggled his eyebrows at him in a way that made Patrick blush. Determinedly he turned away and stalked toward the table where a man not much older than Patrick was waiting for him with a huge grin.
“For the last time Mr. Wentz—”
“Pete.”
“Pete, I do not have time for your ridiculous and frankly demeaning scheme! Do you have any idea how many surgeries I have scheduled this week? I can’t just drop everything and play at being a model!”
Pete’s smile lost none of its brilliance. If anything, it seemed only to widen. “Sure, absolutely,” he said, kicking the chair out with his foot and waving at Patrick to sit. “So hey, how do you feel about being topless? I’m thinking something tasteful, with maybe heart-shaped confetti.”
Patrick sat down and gently rested his head on the table. It was going to be a long day.
Omg, I had so much fun with these. Some of the summaries are cheesy and over-the-top on purpose, but I just couldn’t resist! Oh, and no, I’m not actually going to write any of these... Probably. No, definitely not. Well, unless... No, seriously Kat. Just say no.
Anyway, this first one is for
stratospherique Pulse – Bandom –AU/multiple bands and pairings
Summary: Decaydance District Hospital is a place where broken hearts get fixed, both literally and figuratively. However, the hospital is in dire need of money; donations have dwindled and investors are losing interest. As a last ditch attempt to rescue them all, the cunning Chief of Medicine Gabe Saporta hires a hotshot marketing guy Pete Wentz, who has a proven track record for bringing in the money. But Pete's big plan of doing a photo shoot of sexy staff members (like Jon the Paediatrician, Bob the mental health nurse, Victoria the hospital lawyer, and Patrick the hot but grumpy heart surgeon) turns out to have more consequences than anyone expects. This is a story of friendship and courage, miracles and misunderstandings, as the staff of Decaydance Hospital struggle to discover if love really is the greatest healer of them all.
Snippet:
“Dr. Stump!”
Patrick pretended not to hear, instead perusing the day’s breakfast selection with studied interest.
The caller was not discouraged. “Dr. Stump, over here!”
Patrick chose pancakes with extra bacon, trying not to think about what they would do to his arteries. Sometimes mental health had to come before the physical.
“Aw, Dr. Patrick, I think that guy over there wants you to join him.” Frank’s eyes twinkled at him from behind the till, his mohawk flattened by the god awful hairnet all cafeteria workers had to wear.
“Dr. Stump, I’ve saved a seat for you!” He was getting louder.
Patrick sighed, accepting the change Frank was handing him. “The problem is,” he muttered darkly, “that’s not all he wants.”
Frank, the perverted little shit, wiggled his eyebrows at him in a way that made Patrick blush. Determinedly he turned away and stalked toward the table where a man not much older than Patrick was waiting for him with a huge grin.
“For the last time Mr. Wentz—”
“Pete.”
“Pete, I do not have time for your ridiculous and frankly demeaning scheme! Do you have any idea how many surgeries I have scheduled this week? I can’t just drop everything and play at being a model!”
Pete’s smile lost none of its brilliance. If anything, it seemed only to widen. “Sure, absolutely,” he said, kicking the chair out with his foot and waving at Patrick to sit. “So hey, how do you feel about being topless? I’m thinking something tasteful, with maybe heart-shaped confetti.”
Patrick sat down and gently rested his head on the table. It was going to be a long day.