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"You don't even know me" alyx to wakko

Wakko brought the terribly sick teenager to a private room in the infirmary wing of the castle the moment he got home. He didn't bother to drop any papers off, say hi to Yakko, none of it. He quickly informed doctors of the situation (how he found them on the street, how they seemed very ill, etc.). The doctors quickly got to work treating them, and Wakko sat outside trying not to think about how Yakko was going to kill him.

Wakko didn't have to wait long in suspense though, as before he knew it, the "Wise King of Warnerstock" was running down the hall, coming to a confused halt when he saw his younger brother sitting outside.

"Wakko? I heard you were in the hospital wing and I assumed- what happened?" Yakko asked out of breath.

"Okay, so don't kill me-"

"Wakko! Are you alright? We heard-? What happened?" Dot ran to him from the other direction.

"Okay, so you're gonna laugh-"

"Laugh? Why would we laugh?" Yakko was getting suspicious.

"Well, basically- I was in the market in Millstone, right? And I wanted to get you all some presents, but I was robbed and-"

"Robbed? Are you okay?" Yakko asked.

"Yes! But- uh, my robber was really ill and I- uh..."

"You brought them home???" Dot all but exclaimed.

"I couldn't leave them to die- they're just a kid," Wakko crossed his arms.

"A kid? You're telling me you kidnapped a thieving kid?" Yakko rubbed his forehead.

"Well, I uh- yeah?" Wakko couldn't really deny it.

"Wakko, you can't just-"

"Uh- your highness?" The head doctor emerged and Wakko turned his attention to him.

"Oh, hello your majesties," The doctor quickly nodded at the other two royals. "The patient seems to have scarlet fever and is very ill- however, we have given them some antibiotics and we'll monitor them for the next few days to see if they get any better," She said.

"Are they stable now? Any.. improvements at all?" Wakko asked.

"Your highness, it's barely been ten minutes. They seem to be reacting well to the warmth but other than that we don't know yet. They were already on the verge of death, it's going to take some time," The doctor explained calmly.

Verge of death though... yikes.

"Alright... thank you, doctor," He said. The doctor nodded once more at the trio before walking off to get more supplies.

"Verge of death..? Wakko, what are you getting yourself into?" Dot sighed. Wakko bit his lip.

"I couldn't just let them-"

"I know that Wakko... but... you just- you don't-" Dot sighed.

"I'm going back to my work. Don't disturb me," was all she said before walking away.

Wakko glanced at his elder brother. "You know I couldn't just..."

"I know, give her time..." Yakko said. "It's just a lot. Especially a kid- do they have any family?"

"I'm gonna have to wait til they wake up to ask that," Wakko admitted. Yakko rubbed his forehead once more.

"For your sake, I really hope they wake up," Yakko decided not to scold.

"Yeah, me too," Wakko kicked the carpet.

"God- I really have to return to my duties, but... will you be okay?" The King of Warnerstock asked.

"Right, of course. I'll be fine," Wakko assured Yakko. "I'm sure they'll be awake in no time, and we can sort this all out soon enough."

.o0o.

Alyx did not awaken for four days.

At least- not that they really recalled, anyway. There were flashes of medicines or foods, or just glimpsing around- it was nothing all that conscious.

The burning feeling had gone down, but was still there in their head. They wanted to cough their lungs out, but rested instead. Despite the sickness, they were easily the most comfortable they'd ever been in their life.

Where even were they?

They slept anyways, dreams and flashes of the past appearing, but disappearing as quickly as they came.

One day though, cognitive thoughts returned, and Alyx was finally able to comprehend their surroundings.

Soft bed, no way they were home. The blankets were thick and smelled like lavender. The pillow was really really fluffy, and they could feel the feathers move with their head.

Their clothes weren't theres- where were they???

Alyx quickly opened their eyes and shot up in bed (a wave of pain quick to follow) before nearly having a heart attack at the sight of three people (children, really) watching them. Fight or flight kicking in, they quickly reached under their pillow for where their knife would normally be but alas, it was not (as this was not their home).

"They're awake! Hi! I'm peony!" The youngest one- a girl no older than 7 probably- greeted Alyx with a big smile.

"Ooo, do they speak?" One of the elders- a male twin to the other one, likely 14- asked with curiosity in their eyes.

Alyx tried to speak or mumble something but their throat was far too sore for that without much effort.

"Chrys? Sam? Peony? Guys?" Another voice- definitely not a voice of an adult- called from outside before walking in.

"Gah- I thought you guys agreed to stay out this time- Aunt Dot is gonna kill you," The girl said as she entered, immediately grabbing the arm of one of the twins with her non-prosthetic arm, who was laughing as they were dragged out.

"We were bored," The remaining one- the girl twin- chuckled.

"Plus they're awake! They haven't been awake before," The youngest one said.

"Out." The eldest asserted. The younger children left the room, leaving the eldest rubbing their forehead.

"I'm... sorry about them, they have incurable curiosity. This is probably a lot- my name's Ophelia. The people I just kicked out were Chrys, Sam and Peony. Peony's the youngest, Chrys is the girl twin and Sam is the boy twin," Ophelia explained tiredly.

Alyx didn't feel like looking at her, instead trying to figure out where they were.

The room was very ornate, a large window taking up a large space of the wall across from them, a fireplace that was lit was on the wall not to far from the head of the bed. Wallpaper decorated all of the walls, intricate and fancy as hell, but not gaudily so.

What was Alyx even thinking? They didn't have time to look at fancy wallpaper, they had to get out of here. Back home- hopefully it wasn't destroyed or taken apart yet. A lot can happen to a place in a few hours...

"So... I guess I'll tell Uncle Wakko you're awake then?" Ophelia asked.

Alyx didn't feel like telling her otherwise.

"It was nice to meet you," She smiled sickeningly sweet at Alyx, and when she was gone, Alyx immediately tried to get up, but all but fell back down when a wave of aches crawled down their body.

They were going to attempt again, but this... Uncle Wakko came in the room not long after.

Shit.

It was the rich guy they robbed.

"I have some questions for you, if you don't mind," Wakko said, pulling a chair to the foot of the bed.

Yes, Alyx minded. Alyx minded a whole lot.

But in their weakened state, the only way to keep dominance was through silence, so they remained quiet.

"We got off the wrong foot when you were last awake- My name's Wakko," He said with a smile. "What's yours?"

Alyx continued to glare.

"Now, I... I know this is probably a lot. Hell, you probably don't even know where you are," Wakko realized his lack of awareness. "You're in the Royal Palace, about 38 miles from Millstone."

The Royal Palace???

Gross.

"Now... do you have any family I should write to to inform them of your safety?" He asked that with a bit of delicacy that made Alyx snort a little.

"No," They spoke, keeping the rasping at a minimum.

"Ah, so they speak," Wakko smiled a little.

Needless to say, Alyx didn't deem that worthy of a response.

"I understand it's probably hard for you to trust me, as we come from very different places... but I'm not trying to harm you. I just got you the medical attention you needed, as well as some food, when you're ready of course," Wakko said.

Food did sound pretty good...

No. Alyx wanted to go home, not with hoity toity rich people.

"But for now, I believe it best you rest up for awhile, no? Or I can bring food in, whatever is your preference," Wakko offered once more.

Yeah, no way in hell was Alyx going to stay here any longer.

Though mooching off of rich people doesn't sound that bad, Alyx didn't want to owe them anything.

"I think I'd rather-" gah, their voice was so pathetic. "Sl-sleep," they finished, with a glare to keep up the intimidation.

Wakko nodded.

"Just ring the bell if you need anything," He got up, putting his chair back. "Though there's some fruit on the table if you get snackish." He waved and went out.

Like hell Alyx was gonna sleep.

They needed to find their clothes, nab as much gold and/or silver they could carry, and go home before sundown.

In a moment of realization, Alyx's hand quickly went to their neck and- thank god, they hadn't taken their necklace.

At least these people had some smarts in them.

Taking a deep breath to prepare themself, they stood and slowly and dizzily made their way to the door where they waited against the wall a long while to make sure nobody was coming and that Wakko was far enough away not to notice either.

When they decided it was enough, they cracked the door open and slipped out.

Alyx had thought the room was intricate, but wowza the hallways seemed equally nice, if not more.

The walls- no, no, no.

Alyx had a mission. A mission.

Clothes, silver, home.

Alyx was getting really sick of the cotton nightgown.

And so they headed out in a direction, but since they were still rather dizzy (still being sick and all) they leaned- well... slumped really- against the wall as they went, going around corners and objects here and there, keeping an ear out for any wanderers.

"Shouldn't you be laying down? You're still really sick."

God- not keeping an ear out enough.

Alyx turned and saw Ophelia was standing right behind them.

"Bite me, princess," Alyx growled.

The freckled princess didn't even blink at the insult.

"You're going to infect the whole palace at this rate, you need to stay in your room," Ophelia said.

"I said bite me," Alyx growled again.

Before anything else could happen, none other than Wakko stumbled onto the pair again.

"What are you doing out? You're-" He sighed. "I'll take it from here Ophelia.

"I robbed you in blind daylight, fight me," Alyx threatened before realizing they said too much and went into a fit of coughs. Wakko sighed, picking up the sickly teenager, and brought them back to their room.

"You know, despite you robbing me in the middle of a market in broad daylight with guards all around me, I thought perhaps you knew what was best for you and that you'd stay here and rest," Wakko said as he set them down.

Alyx just messed with their necklace and looked at the wall.

"Look... I know you don't know me, and I don't know you... but I couldn't leave you to die. And I don't want you to die. So you should rest or eat food, but you have to choose one."

...that felt odd to hear.

"Now... do you want to eat, or go back to sleep?" He asked.

"I want to know what the hell your angle is here? Do you want to make me a servant? Some kind of child slave? I mean- seriously, you barely even know me. Do you want to treat me like an exotic pet? Or do you just intend to drop me off where you found me and if so can we just cut the middle man so you do it now?"

Alyx had a million questions, but their throat and face was far too red and scratchy to ask. Dear god, being sick was the worst.

"Here- just... Have some," Wakko got up and handed them some sliced tropical fruit Alyx hadn't seen before. They wanted to refuse, but a pain in their stomach told them otherwise. The juice was sweet and tasted unlike anything they had been able to snag from the market back in Millstone. It was... curious.

"Mango," Wakko informed. Alyx nodded, continuing to eat more.

"I'd really like to get to know you- hell, I don't even know your name or pronouns, I just... You need to get better and if that's all you'll agree to, I'm fine with that. You just have to promise you won't be actively putting yourself in danger constantly," The prince offered a deal.

"...Alyx," They said, pausing.

"They/them for now... but I switch a lot..."

Wakko smiled. "Pleasure to meet you, Alyx."

"Yeah, yeah, don't get too close," They coughed. "And I want my clothes back."

"You'll get your clothes back when you're healthy and they've been cleaned, but rest assured, you'll get them back. Plus, we left the necklace... it felt personal," Wakko said.

Alyx didn't reply.

"You should get some rest... you're still very sick," Wakko said, regarding the coughing fit.

"hmph," Alyx said, eating the last piece of mango.

"I'll give you some privacy, but I will be just outside if you need anything... and to make sure you don't try to run away," Wakko winked.

"Mkay," they mumbled.

Once he left the room, Alyx got to thinking.

They didn't know why they introduced themself, especially with their real name.

Perhaps it was out of some kindness for the stranger saving their life and all.

Still, Alyx knew they didn't want to owe anyone anything, especially if they were royalty. Not that they really had experience with royalty before today, but they'd heard enough tales on the streets and their parents.

He did seem kinda nice though... but Alyx knew better than to trust just off of "nice". They were going to stick to their plan- wait til they were better, get their clothes, steal a bunch of silver/gold and book it back home.

But for now... a nap. All this thinking and meeting people made them exhausted. Plus this room was real nice and cozy, and well... if they were gonna mooch off of rich people, may as well take advantage while they could.

As they closed their eyes once more, Alyx couldn't help but think that this was going to turn into something very interesting indeed.

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