Hospital Wing

Viktor smiles. "Fine. Fine. Anything for Fabian Prewett," he says jokingly as he sits on the bed next to Regulus'. "Please don't tell me you're going to tuck me in."

Fabian stops as he was, in fact, about to tuck Viktor in. "Why? Nothing wrong with acting a bit maternal..." he shifts his weight to his other foot. "But I don't do that bedtime story crap. You can think of your OWN story." He absentmindedly fluffs Regulus's pillow and purses his lips. "Do you think I should get him some water in case he gets thirsty when he wakes up?"

Viktor chuckles and hopes Fabian opens up his own daycare center one day...with a fashion design studio on the side. "Nothing wrong at all." He turns and looks at Reg, smiling as he watches him sleep, but not in a creepy Edward Cullen way. "Yeah. That'd be a good idea."

He conjures two glasses of water up and puts them on either side of the pair and moves Patrick in between them. As he tucks Viktor in, he starts to fret. "Are you too warm? Too cold? I can get more blankets, if you need them. I have stuffed animals, as well!" he takes out several stuffed animals, a giraffe, a narwhal, a lion, a platypus, and a duck. "Here! This is Timothy, Maxwell, Sir Flufferington, Kippy, and Viktor Lorraine. They're my softest ones."

Viktor laughs. "I'm fine Fabian. You've done plenty. Now go take your own advice and get some rest. You deserve it."

Fabian narrowed his eyes. "And how can I trust that you'll sleep?" he asked, tucking him in SO MUCH that even Houdini couldn't escape. Seriously, those sheets were TIGHTLY. TUCKED. They wouldn't be going anywhere. "And I've gotten plenty of beauty sleep thank-you-very-much! Look at my skin. It's glowing."

"Right. So you'll just stand there all night and vatch me sleep? Vonderful. No pressure or anything. It doesn't make things awkward in the least."

"No, I won't be here," he said. "But I'll have you know I have eyes everywhere, Viktor Krum. I can pop out at any time and yell at you for not sleeping." he took a pocket watch from his pocket and looked at the time. "As I thought. It is now one fourty-seven in the morning. You need sleep."

"Yell, and you'll vake up Regulus," he says as he gives Fabian a challenging look.

"Which will be your motivation to GO TO SLEEP. We all know how capable I am of being loud, yes? I swear to Merlin that I will throw a temper tantrum, kicking and screaming, if you do not sleep. And I don't mean some half-assed twenty minute nap. I mean eight hours or more of sleep. Got it?"

"Okay, okay. I'm going to sleep now, but I can't if you don't hush up and leave already," he says with a small laugh so he doesn't wake up sleeping beauty in the bed next to him.

"Fine," Fabian says with a cute little pout. He fluffs Viktor's pillow before smiling and waving. "Goodnight! Sleep well! Tell Reg I dropped in to say hello!" he tugs on the rope and goes soaring up once more, disappearing through the ceiling.

Viktor chuckles and shakes his head in disbelief before kissing Regulus softly on the cheek and falling asleep.

Fabian, pink purse in hand, quietly sneaks in through the window and sees that Viktor is still asleep. He smirks, a bit smugly, and looks at his watch. It was nearly noon, so that was, what? Ten hours? Plenty of sleep. Wouldn't feel guilty at all. He took out his pink loofa sponge from his purse and threw it at Viktor. "Wake upp!" he said, loudly enough so Viktor could hear and quietly so as to not disturb Regulus.

Viktor is suddenly woken up by something pink and scratchy in his face. "Good morning Fabian. Is there a special event going on today or something?" he asks with a small, innocent smile as he sits up in his bed.




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Fabian smirks as well and pats his purse. "Why yes, there is!" he flips his hair. "Do you know what's so special about May 29th, Viktor?"

"Hmm...Isn't it some special holiday in Switzerland today?"

"And the day the escalator was patented..." he said thoughtfully. "But, above all other possibly obscure holidays, the most important one is today." he takes out the glitter. "What is possibly the most importantly fabulous day of the year is today, and it involves you and this giant tub of very sparkly, very sticky glitter. Do you know what day that is?"

"It couldn't be a Mr. Fabian's Prewett's birthday, could it?" he asks with a small, smirk as he wonders why he agreed to this.

"Why, yes it is, good chap!" he says with a wide grin. "And a certain Viktor Krum has promised to do something in place of giving said man a birthday gift. Do you know what that would be?"

Viktor sighs. "Yes, yes. Something to do with being fabulous and glitter, yes?"

Fabian's grin widens, a bit evilly. "Where would you like to do this, Viktor? Here or elsewhere?"

Viktor glances at the sleeping Regulus and back to Fabian. "Somevere else vould be better. I have an idea you're not going to be very quiet about this."

Fabian just smiles knowingly. "Follow me," he says, pulling Viktor away by the wrist. Knowing how worried he would be leaving Regulus, he looks at Viktor. "It'll only take a few minutes, and it's not like he's going anywhere. Onward!"

"Fine, fine. I'm coming." Viktor is dragged away to wherever Fabian is taking him.