"How's this?" Gold asked as he Trixie lightly sipped the soup. It was a corn based soup, with little bits of tomato and carrot mixed in.
"Yes, that is of perfect taste." Trixie said after tasting the spoonful then licking her lips.
"Good." Gold said leaving the bowl on the side table of his bed for whenever she liked. "Work was long tonight. We were low on nurses because many of them came down a flu. I had to sub as a nurse with another surgeon. "
"Really? That must've been hard. Taking a temporary step down to be an assistant, that is." Trixie said trying to sound polite but coming off slightly rude.
Gold laughed. "Not really. I was a male nurse for nearly six years while I was in med school. I'm quite used to the duties." He said witha light laugh. He was either blind to rudeness or simply ignored it and continued caring for his 'patient.'. He checked Trixie's pillow while she gently ate the soup he had prepared. Gold fluffed the pillow a bit, his bed wasn't the most comfy but it was alright as long as the pillows were checked from time to time.
"Nots really not necessary, Gold. You've been more than hospitable. to Tr-... I mean me." Trixie said smiling as the two of them met eyes.
"Well if you need anything just call out for me or my daughter. I can get you some peanut butter crackers, if you like?" Gold offered getting ready to leave the bedroom.
"Maybe later, Tri- I will want some peanut butter crackers. The soup should hold me over for the time, however." Trixie said with a smile. "Please just go relax, I am fine."
Gold smiled at Trixie. "Fine I'll be reading just down the hall. I might turn on some music so call my daughter if I don't respond." He left the door to the bedroom open. Then walked to his study, down the hall, he opened the door and closed it right behind him.
Once in the study Gold walked along the wood floors, scanning the bookshelves that lined his study's walls. He was looking at the spine of each book, reading the title in an instant then looking onto the next until one caught his eye. It was an old mystery novel he had bought many years ago but never got around to reading. It was some story about a butler being framed for a murder of his employer. He sat down, put on his small reading glasses (which weren't completely necessary but improved the length by which he could read) with the reading glasses on he opened the book to page one and began reading
The first chapter was vaguely boring. Just introducing the main characters and giving the reader an idea of their personalities. The main butler was a quiet collective stallion. He held his emotions inward and tried to restrict outward emotional outbursts. His employer was a-
"Gold!?"
It was Trixie's voice that took him out of his trance with the novel. She sounded as if she was in distress. Gold rushed out of the study and into the bedroom. He saw Trixie laying sprawled out on the floor beside the bed.
"Are you okay?" He asked as he came over quickly and started to help her up. Trixie's hat had fallen a few feet away, Gold grabbed that with a magical aura and as he helped her to the bed put it on himself for the time. He laid Trixie on her back right on the bed then pulled the covers up to her neck and set the hat on the side table.
"I-I am fine. I forgot that I was so weak still." Trixie said as she caught her breath. "I-I got up to-to pee and my legs felt completely useless. Like balancing an building on twigs. I still need to pee but I think I may require assistance."
Gold had never expected Trixie to want to pee. He wasn't prepared to help a female guest urinate in his home bathrooms. Trixie was a bit larger than Spring Dancer, so Spring Dancer wouldn't be able to help her onto the toilet. Gold would have to help her to the toiler...
"You need to help me to the bathroom. Your daughter wouldn't be able to support me." Trixie stated, showing incredible levels of uncomfortably.
"Oh this should be fun." Gold said with as much sarcasm as he could muster. "Let's get this over with." Gold said with a frown.
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"Let us never speak of this again." Trixie said as Gold laid her down in the bed once again. The urination had gone well, Gold helped Trixie into the bathroom and onto the toilet. Where, once she was on the toilet Trixie became overwhelmed with dizziness and required Gold to keep her ON the toilet. This constant physical contact made Gold uncomfortable, Trixie seemed uneasy but other than that alright. Once she had finished her urination Gold let her clean off her girl-parts then helped her off the bathroom and back to the bed as quickly as possible.
"Agreed." Gold said then yawning afterwards. "I am pooped. Between you, work, and just now I could use some sleep." He began to move to a small two cousin couch between bookshelves in the room.
"Wait." Trixie called. "This is your home, your bedroom, your bed. Come this bed can hold two." Trixie said patting the other side of the bed. "I'll sleep with my back to you to avoid an awkward moments."
Gold smiled faintly then approached the other side of the bed. "Fine. I hate that little couch any how." He joked as he climbed on the bed and beneath the covers.