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“No medic has ever been so…very small. You’re very small, Doc. You’re a tiny thing.”
— Babe Heffron
Speirs: You may all ask me one (1) question. That's it. Make it count.
Babe: Why aren't there lowercase and uppercase numbers?
Speirs:
Speirs: What?
Babe: I want to write loud numbers.
Luz: What if you eat an apple a day?
Doc Roe:
Babe: You just blew my mind.
“Hey Gene, you called me babe.”
Toye: What’s up with Babe?
Guarnere: Doc giggled.
Babe, laying on the floor: hE-!!!
A’ight, hear me out—
Just imagine Tangled
but with Eugene as Rapunzel
and Babe as Flynn Rider
And instead of Eugene having the whole magic hair thing, it’s his hands that heal people.
And at the end of the story instead of getting his hair cut off, he is cursed by his evil godmother to never be able to heal someone ever again. (And of course he finds a loophole. I mean, how could he not? He’s Eugene fucking Roe.)
Babe: Hey, Gene! Guess what?
Babe: I’m baby.
Eugene: What?
Babe, grinning: I’m baby.
Eugene:
Eugene: But... I thought you were Babe.
[E Company huddled around a table]
Guarnere: Hey! Cap’n Winters, Cap’n Nixon, c’mere for a second!
Luz: We have something for ya!
Nixon & Winters: *jogging over*
Nixon: Whatcha got there?
E Company: *smiling*
Liebgott: *gives them both hand-made Father’s Day cards signed by all of them*
Winters, a mess: Oh...my...God
Nixon: *crying*
Babe: *hands Speirs a card* We made one for you, too, Lieutenant Speirs.
Malarkey: Do you like it?
Speirs, choking up: It’s fine.
Babe: Are you alright? You didn't sleep at all last night.
Roe: I got a solid eight minutes.
Roe: Not consecutively, but it's fine. You're not even that blurry