Sigma AU Short Story: Zoey gets her Horns

 "And how the fuck do you expect me to deal with this? My head needs to go places! Like my helmet!"

"You'll have to adjust. The growths are too solidly fused to your skull to remove."
"Fuck that, you do what I pay you to do!"

"I'm sorry, Zoey. I can't do anything, there are practical limitations to my abilities. I'm an orthopedic surgeon, not a neurologist. Find a neurologist. The best I can do is suggest you reduce psychoactive drug use but I know you won't do that."

"Damn right I won't, you think I can do any of the shit I do without that shit? Fuck me, I'd be dead in a week."

"Well, it's either stop taking drugs or deal with the horns. Your choice, Zoey."
Zoey stood from the operation seat, the servos in her prosthetic arms quietly whirring, her huge frame towering over the doctor. Yet, he didn't seem intimidated. "Can I at least file them down?"

"It'd be painful since there are nerve endings in the core, and you'd have to take care otherwise they'd get infected."

"Ugh, fuck this shit. Sucks."

"I really wish there were other options. You're lucky they're benign and not growing into your brain."

"How the fuck does doing drugs even cause horns to start growing? I'm not a goat!"

The doctor took off his glasses and folded them, and then quietly tucked them into his white lab coat and spun around to face the giant cybernetic fox-person shouting at him.

"Zoey, you take all sorts of synthetic drugs, and half of them you don't even know what they do. Some may be interacting and some may even be metaphysical in nature. You should be worrying about death, not goat horns sprouting from your skull."

Zoey paced the examination room, her head ducking every time the horns growing from her skull touched the ceiling.

"Ugh. Fine. If you find anything that can help, tell me immediately. I know where you live."

"Zoey, you know threatening me isn't going to do anything. You're the biggest source of income I have and the last thing I'd want to do is piss you off. I'll most certainly-"

The doctor stopped as Zoey turned and left the room without a word. The sound of a motorcycle starting up ricocheted into the office from the street, drowning out the other noises of the city.