Ho Ho Help! [open]

_{(( This takes place somewhere in the hallways. ))}

Once again Mathias’ room failed to keep his attention. Who would’ve expected otherwise, there was nearly nothing to do in there, except the boring things with which you needed to lay still all the time. So he had hoisted himself in his wheel chair (without the help of a nurse even, because they probably wouldn’t have allowed it) and exited his room.

It sucked that he couldn’t spend the holidays at home. Of all times he could’ve broken his leg, he chose this one. So typical. At least things were decorated nicely around here. And that didn’t just mean the hallways of the hospital. Mathias had taken the liberty of covering his wheel chair with red and silver tinsel. He was wearing a Christmas hat as well. All that was missing was a reindeer, really. And the beard and all that fat, but if Mathias had to choose, he preferred to have a reindeer.

Okay, now to find someone who he could spend some time with. He could probably find other patients in the lounge or something. So he headed that way, but before he could reach the room, he found himself unable to move any further. Some of the tinsel had gotten caught between the wheels and refused to come loose. He tried to reach over to pull the string of tinsel away, but as he was required to keep his leg up, even if he twisted his body in the strangest way possible, he still couldn’t get to it.

“Crap.” He muttered, still trying to get loose.

Basch was going from room to room making sure everyone was okay. He wasn't keen on working on Christmas but then he was sure most of the people stuck in the hospital didn't want to be in it on Christmas either. When he found the Dane in the hallway in the overly decorated wheelchair he sighed.

"What are you doing out on your own?" He knew for a fact the tall blond was not suppose to be out of bed, in wheelchair alone. "You Mr. Sørenson are really suppose to be on bed rest with that leg." Really he had to wonder what idiot left the wheelchair where the man could get at it. "You could have called a nurse if you where that desperate to get out of your room and down to the
Patient Lounge." While Basch might not have he was sure if Mathias had wanted to he could have charmed one of the other nurses into helping him.

Mathias held back a groan when he heard the familiar voice of nurse Basch. The man seemed to be anti-fun, like many others around here. Actually, Basch was one of the reasons he didn’t call for a nurse to help him. With his luck the Swiss would’ve showed up and made sure that he stayed in bed. Well, that would’ve saved him the effort of hoisting himself in the wheelchair in the first place. But Mathias wasn’t one to give up without trying. So he wasn’t about to do that now either.

“Didn’t think about that.” He said. Though the Dane had a sharp tongue and would’ve probably been able to talk his way out of bed with some of the nurses. And a couple of them were really pretty as well. That was something to remember for later, if he needed/wanted something that he wasn’t allowed to have/do. But for now, he needed to get this guy to let him stay out of bed.

“But since you’re here, would you kindly?” He asked, motioning to the tinsel that was stuck in his wheel. He just hoped the other wouldn’t just drop him off in his room again. It really was hard for him to be alone during a time like Christmas. If he would be stuck in bed without anyone to bother, he would go crazy.