Hiding fandom in the underwear drawer since 1977

So, I followed a link of cofax7 to a post by sara about the OTW elections and then to the comments where it was reflected that when fandom friends are feeling low, one sends porn, but this left a problem with Real Life friends. What do you send them when they feel low? We do not send porn to our next door neighbor whose SUV got totaled in the car pool line or our executive assistant whose Nalgene water bottle spilled all over her netbook and night school notes on the Metro. The answer for these RL woes is pound cake. I feel this is a profound observation on a scale with the answer to the meaning of life being 42.  We need icons and banners reflecting this profundity:  Life’s got me down, please send porn. Or pound cake.  Not to say that I need either, at the moment, though I would never say no to gift pics or fic or pound cake.  or Heath bars.

Anyway, moving on. Writing continues, with me sorta scratching my head with how to have Peter meet Jill without merely re-treading the beginning of TQSiT (any thoughts appreciated). Also l_a_r_m on  toomuchtebbitt continues to have new pretty pictures (British embassy in black and white most recently) and I do the odd bit of pic fic on Tumblr.  metonomia reblogged this from Old World:

(Source: old world
and she then added wonderfully:
katybee:
Very technically I understand that this is the Flight to Egypt, but we’re going to go ahead and pretend it’s Mary and Richard Russell (and their stalwart donkey friend, who likes to chew Mary’s coattails but that’s okay, she doesn’t mind), or maybe Mary and Asim, lost in the desert, though they’d never admit it.

To which I added:
They are not lost. They never are lost though they do wander, as Mary is fond of saying. At night, Asim sees a vision of a girl, sometimes blonde, sometimes red-haired, but always glowing with the God-light. She sits between the paws of a great Lion. "Some day, I shall meet her," Asim says. "Some day."

And we have fic! Filling in the gaps – written for the awesome snacky for her birthday.  By way of background, Peter and Susan partake of the The Great Bonding and, among other things, meet Dalia and Lambert on the hunt in I love not man the less.  In The Palace Guard, there is an assassination attempt, which results in the formation of the Guard. The black Panther, Wrasse, assumes temporary guard of Peter.

Filling in the gaps for snacky
About 2,000 words
Rated T
For the second, Prince Caspian, part, it’s a bit of Peter/Caspian, if you squint with slash goggles on.

( Birthday fic, Filling In the Gaps )

yipee!!  This is very satisfying, to have a second story up and complete this year, even if the dangly bits I'm leaving unresolved are beginning to accumulate like dust bunnies under the bed.

But, a burning question.  Several reviewers asked as to the species of the physician.  I have three characters floating around in these stories, with actual name and species unidentified:

The General
Cook
The Physician

We now know that Cook can lob cabbages with fair accuracy.  We know the Physician is old and had an unhealthy fascination with primate mating and bonding systems.  So, what species is the Physician?  I figure he needs to have paws for grasping and that immediately limits us pretty much to mustelids, rodents, and a few others.  My two top contenders:
A raccoon
A porcupine

Admit it, a porcupine physician is pretty darn amusing, yeah?