#Frederick's illness is not one or based off of one that exists irl

[alexandersimpleton]

Not quite so different

Frederick isn't really cursed like the rest of the CPC, but maybe he isn't so different from them.

Frederick woke up, exited for another meeting with Gwen that day. It wasn't for anything important, but Jack had been in a good mood when he scheduled it and thought a short visit would be nice, especially so he could beat Leland at chess again.

He got dressed in one of his many green plaid jackets, took his... pills... and headed down for breakfast, where nothing of note happened, fitting the (relatively, Blain saw a huge bear or something in the forest somewhere) uneventful carriage ride to the pastel palace.

"Jackie!" "Leeloo!"

The kings embraced in the center of the room, while the princes met with their eventual fiances

"Hey Lorena! I saw a huge bear on the way here!"

So Lance and Lorena got into a heated discussion about the big bear, and Blain and Maria talked about... whatever those two talk about, but Gwen was nowhere to be found.

"Uh, where's Gwen?"

"Oh, she had to go to her fancy princess school today." Maria said.

"Fancy princess school?"

And a chime in from Lorena "Yeah the Cos- Cosma- Cosmo-"

Before Blain but in with "the Cosmopolitan Princess Conservatory. Has no one told you this before?"

Cosmopolitan Princess Conservatory...

CPC

Cursed Princess Club!

She must have had something important there!

"Oh! Now I remember!" But just to be safe "They were the school from that dinner party that Gwen held, right?"

"Yeah, them"

I'll just... um... go outside and read a book! Yeah I probably packed a couple in the carriage."

Luckily, his bad lying was taken for having thought of the idea of the top of his head (which it was, but they didn't need to know that), so he was let out to "read a book".

He, instead, immediately booked it for the CPC. A bit to fast

And as he finally found the club, already winded, because of course he was, he looked though the trees and found at least most of the club (that Whitney ended up joining apparently) sitting at desks while a woman, Prez he thinks, gave a lecture about something or other. Frederick was suddenly glad he wasn't in this club, be a use he can not focus on lectures.

They seem kind of busy. Maybe he should just go-

"Hey kiddo! Get out here!" The Lady giving the lecture called.

"Yeah! If we aren't free from her lectures, neither are you!" The only non-whitney boy that Frederick couldn't get the name of called along with the Prez's.

"Ahh!" Frederick stumbled out of the forest and into the clearing. "Sorry, I didn't think- uh-"

"Frederick!?" The most beautiful girl in the seats exclaimed.

Frederick only let himself get flustered at her beauty for a few moments though before "Why are you here?!"

"Um... my family was visiting today, and your sisters said you were here, and I can leave if you want, but I just figured that I'd-"

"Oh, you're not leaving Frederick! You're stuck listening to us whether you like it or not!"

"U-um- ok..."

Frederick saw that all the desks were filled, and just sat criss cross next to the beautiful girl, which he did remember the name of. It was Gwen.

But as the lecture droned on, Frederick felt his nose getting rather itchy. Allergies! They shouldn't be a problem for him, but with his condition-

Suddenly, Frederick bursted out into a fit of coughs, and all of them sounded painful. "U-um- just- just allergies! Nature doesn't like me very *cough* very much..." Frederick just managed to get out before more coughs.

Nobody knew what to do, all being concerned but still clueless as to what was going on, except Whitney, who had spent a long time with nerses, and knew something was very wrong.

He got up from his seat in the back, and knelt next to Frederick, with a clear sense of urgency, and Frederick started leaning on his chest, and drawing his legs together, clearly in pain

"Frederick, do you have any meds on you?"

Frederick gave a very slight, but still noticable nod and tried to reach into his pant pocket, but got interrupted by more coughing. Whitney reached into the pocket, and took out what looked to be a small pill bottle, opening it and slowly helping Frederick swallow one.

Whitney helped Frederick into the CPC building and helped Frederick in the couch, as the coughing slowly tapered off, leaving Frederick breathing heavily, which slowly stopped as well.

After a little while if recovering, Frederick slowly made his way out of the building. He was royally screwed wasn't he?

Gwen ran up to him, before remembering something Whitney had told her earlier while Frederick was recovering about not rushing him, and stopped in front of him, before the rest of the club followed her. "Frederick, are you ok?!"

"Uh, yeah, I'm- I'm fine..." Frederick attempted to speed walk away from the situation and hope to never see the club again out of embarrassment. He failed

Prez grabbed his arm "Oh, you are not getting away just like that. Explain. Now."

Frederick never realized Prez was so scary.

"It's... Um...." Frederick mumbled something under his breathe, breaking eye contact. "You're gonna need to explain a little louder bud."

"..." After a bit of hesitation

"I HAVE SOME STUPID CHRONIC ILLNESS AND ITS REALLY EMBARRASSING SO PLEASE DON'T TELL ANYONE!" The boy yelled, and immediately clapped his hands over his mouth and shrank away from Prez. "I get it if you judge me for it though... Everyone else does..."

"Oh kid... We're not gonna judge you for something like that..."

Another CPC member, Abbi, speaks up "yeah Fredy. If you're not judging us for our cursed, than why should we judge you for yours."

"It isn't a curse, it's an actual illness. You just have a curse that makes you look older than you are, Jolie's just missing her eyes, and Saffron just has a weird hand, but this... I can't run to fast, I can't even try to fight anything without passing out, heck, I wasn't even allowed to leave my bed until middle school!" Frederick started to tear up "I'm broken..."

Stunned, most of the CPC just looked at the boy, before Prez hugged him like she'd never hugged anyone before, and brought them both to the ground, as Frederick started to cry into her shoulder. "You're not broken Frederick. Nobody is." Gwen than hugged Frederick to, clearly crying as well, followed by the rest of the club.

"Hey, let's skip the rest of the lecture today."

And so, they mainly just spent the rest of the day relaxing the CPC building, until it was time for Frederick to go home, thinking that maybe, just maybe, he wasn't as broken as he thought.