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inkyvendingmachine · 9 months ago

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Mobs and Stalkers Season 4, Episode 3

💀 Call of Cthulhu: Haunted Hijinx Masterpost 💀 Call of Cthulhu Season Four Masterpost (Coming Soon)

Warning: This campaign is an edited version of a Call of Cthulhu scenario from the Tales of the Crescent City book. While a lot has been changed, there IS spoilers for it throughout these posts.

Who is this guy and why is he following us? Why are we following him?? Why are we interreacting with mobs again??? How does this keep happening to us?????

Art Credit: @inkdemonapologist : sketching + inking @inkyvendingmachine : concept + colouring

IT IS THE NEXT MORNING. EVERYONE WAKES UP AND NOBODY (who slept over at JDS) IS MISSING, OR DEAD.

THAT’S GREAT.

Bendy even slept on top of Jack during their slumber party, trying to give the same comfort as an Beans might give. It might’ve been weird otherwise, but after all the hectic nonsense going on and not being able to feel safe going home, in this case it was welcome.

Joey slept on his research notes.

But it is a work day (at least it’s friday,,,) so the cots are shuffled away before people start coming in and questioning the group about the spontaneous night in. And foreseeing this might be a future issue if stuff goes haywire and they have to hide out at JDS more, Joey takes the holiday opportunity to get everyone out of the office for a while. Enjoy New Years Eve off, go party! Also New Years, to recover from the party. And also… the day AFTER New Years, to do all the things you meant to do on New Years but you were recovering from the party!! Look how nice Joey Drew is, giving so many thoughtful days off. Nobody come back until Thursday or else.

While everyone else is getting some work done, Joey checks in on Norman who didn’t even call in. He seems fine, but he’s still adamant about staying at home. Okay you do you.

(Joey sends Susie to hang out with Norman, as his inside woman and also because the Norman vs. Susie perception of the world will be nice when more things just. C h a n g e.)

The team has two big leads for trying to find Alan Leroy: Chandler Kreel and Amanda Cornish. Both of them are apparently good friends with him, and with addresses in hand, they split up to try and track down the danged clarinetist that they probably need to get to.

Jack and Sammy drive downtown to a bunch of law offices with apartments above, searching for Amanda. They’re able to get to her door pretty easily, but Amanda isn’t the one who answers. Her sister does! Luckily Jack’s there to run introductions because otherwise Sam’s scowling face probably would have just been turned away at that point. Sitting in the waiting room, Amanda soon joins them and admits that the last time she saw Alan was at a christmas party they went to… but seems to be kind of standoffish about any other information.

After some more charming by Jack, it’s revealed that she thinks he might be in trouble with the mob, and uh, Sammy… looking the way he does……. Maybe made her think they were the mob?? But with confirmation that, no, they super aren’t the mob and in fact are trying to find Alan before he possibly gets in trouble with a mob or two, she’s a bit more relaxed. Something weird is happening, because Alan really doesn’t seem like the type to be in trouble with the mob. And the last weird thing she remembers happening with Alan was… well, he got freaked out over some book she gave him for the holidays!

What’s so scary about a book? It was a pretty interesting read, here she’ll go grab it for ya!!!

Sammy is looking away Sammy is looking away Sammy refuses to look in any direction near Amanda as she, indeed, brings out a little black book with the Yellow Sign on it.

Jack immediately feels it wiggle into his head. But at least he’s able to wrap up the conversation with her in a… semi-normal manner? While Sammy’s eyes, darting anywhere else, find a photo on the mantelpiece that features Alan Leroy and friends, hanging out at a party scrawled with the note: Skinner Place, May, 1934… and Sammy is CERTAIN he recognises the man.

Oddly, his clarinet in the photo is missing one of the extensions he'd expect for a professional player...…….

Joey and Henry take the brown Mercedes to check out Chandler Kreel, who luckily lives in a nice part of the city that feels like a Mercedes might be somewhat… less… easily noticeable.

He answers the door but seems extremely nervous, like Amanda was. Leroy is great! So good at clarinet you wouldn’t even know he was down a finger!! Also totally a swell guy who shouldn’t be in any trouble so why are you heeerree??

Through Joey’s uh, storytelling skills, and Henry's good calming daditude, they get the idea he’s a loyal friend who wants to make sure he’s helping his buddy and not handing over information to the mob or any other parties that might be after Alan… Which means, he probably has information on where Alan is. Since it’d be suspicious to just plain ask, Joey goes the heartfelt “please reach out to us we’re here to help,” direction and hands off contact information.

While returning to the car, Henry and Joey find someone oogling over it… and this time it’s not some girl trying to declare herself Henry’s lifelong love, but the pale-faced man in a black suit that’s been seen everywhere recently. Their conversation is short, as the man mentions looking for a “wandering player” that needs to be returned to his place, and he walks off after some vague threats about what happens if you are in his way. Or if you lie to him, don’t do that either.

His mask-like face doesn’t move while communicating any of this.

Henry tells Joey once they’re alone that he thinks that guy is Fowler. He has the same nervous fidget Fowler used to…

Jack and Sammy go to stop by Norman’s on the way back, and find that… his place is apparently a block down from where it used to be!!

GREAT!!!!

When he answers the door and is immediately and frantically questioned about this, he takes a look around and confirms, shrugging and simply stating “it seems like I’ve moved.”

He invites them in for a housewarming party.

Susie and Norman have been playing cards. There’s no updates on Avadon. Jack and Sammy update them about the few tidbits of information they’ve found, and Norman finds a piece of junk mail to hand off to Jack before they head out. Since… the address on there seems to have changed too, so if Norman ends up moving again, well… they’ll know where he is!

The four of them meet back up at JDS to exchange information about Alan Leroy, and also eject the yellow sign from Jack’s head asap. Sammy's still worked up about this clarinetist's missing E flat extension, but Joey dismisses this as old news -- obviously; he's missing a finger. Keep up, Sammy. Peter has kind of also met back up with them, leaving a message on Joey’s phone talking about sightings of the masked man going through some magic shops in the city. And the fact that despite all his digging, he really can’t find anything about where this Leroy guy came from…

Joey tries to call Peter back by memory and it doesn’t work. We’re not going to talk about the fact that Joey has Peter’s number memorized. Pulling out his phone book, indeed, Peter’s number on paper has changed and that one DOES work.

Before they get much of a conversation going at all, Joey hangs up on Peter to try something. Instead of dialing a number in, or looking one up… he just wills himself to dial a number in to call Alan Leroy.

It kiiiindaaa works.

Joey manages to call Alan Leroy’s phone, but the same servant picks up and insists that Alan hasn’t returned home. Joey hangs up on him.

Peter gets a call back. Okay so there’s those Magic Shops he wants to check out, and also he has a lead on the gangster guy who shot the gun during the charity event. To keep Peter from doing nonsense alone and probably being abducted to Carcosa, Jack and Joey decide to go with him to investigate magic shops, while Sammy and Henry uneasily go to the bar to find info on the gangster guy, once Sammy is reassured that this won’t be like last time and all he has to do is eavesdrop. This surely will only go well.

At the bar, Henry casually brings up the charity dinner shooting while trying to fish for information, and maybe he talks a little too much, because suddenly all eyes are on him. What! Sammy wasn’t doing any talking so Henry was just trying to… do….what Joey would do? Henry trying to do what Joey would do has never gone wrong before…

Sammy and Henry are in a mob car, only kind of against their will. They are escorted to a restaurant, where they meet the extremely average looking Italian mob boss, Johnny Nero, who wants to know what they know about this pale masked man. At first it seems like they’ve made another great terrible get-yourselves-kidnapped-by-a-mob mistake, but the boss seems surprisingly rattled, and after some grilling from Sammy, Nero admits that… he’s seen some stuff that shouldn’t be…

… and Sammy hits the nail on the head when he asks, have you seen the y͟el͜l͘ow sig̵n?

Henry steps in and decides to offer to help him… to get him on our side, and understand that we are not a threat to him, we’re simply trying to remove the same thing from the city. After some pressure, Nero is convinced, and goes through the extremely normal process of Henry writing eldritch symbols with his own blood to remove the sign from him. After the nightmare has been yeeted from his brain, Nero turns out to be a wee bit nicer: he gives us all the info he has, but insists that if we find whatever the pallid mask guy is looking for, to give it to him so he can use it to get the guy gone.

And then he kicks them out without even offering them a ride back to their car at the bar.

Wrow.

What an extremely average super not classy even mob boss.

That’s gonna get you a terrible review on yellowp my dude.

Meanwhile, on the other side of town, it’s time for

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*SHOPPING✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*~~!!

The first store is called Cool Jewel Skull. It has cool jewels and skulls. Surely that’s exactly what it says in the book, because it’s extremely not a legit shop, and Jack spends the entire walk to the next shop dunking on it to keep Joey's spirits up. They did find out that not just the Phantom but Leroy had been through it though!

The next stop is an apothecary, and it does seem a lot more actually occult stuff. The guy recognizes a photo of Leroy and confirms he came through looking for protective charms, but when he went to buy one, he dropped it upon touching it and immediately left?? Then the Pallid Mask guy came through later… Not much info on him, except that he was creepy, but we already knew that. The interesting thing is though, the charm that Leroy dropped? It has the same symbol on it that Henry uses to expel the yellow sign from people’s heads. So… weird that he didn’t take it with him…. And seemed allergic to it as well.

The three leave and try to go to the last shop on the list… but the address is missing from the paper now. Like… completely gone. Joey gets the great idea to try his “I'm going to will myself there” trick and closes his eyes, imagining a route to this store he’d never been to before, and giving Jack directions to drive there. Suddenly Jack slams on the brakes and manages to keep from completely smashing into… a man in a suit… and a pale mask…. There’s definitely a dent in the bumper now though, because Jack wasn’t that quick, and apparently a moving car is not more solid than this thing is.

Joey immediately starts cursing him out, but he insists that Joey called him?? before going around to the side of the car and opening the back seat door… where Peter is sitting. Not having this AT ALL, Joey tries to beat him out of the car with his cane, only to be thrown back against the dashboard.

With Jack frozen in terror and Peter having an oddly difficult time moving to even the other side of the car away from this pale jerk, Joey immediately decides he cAN AND WILL RIP THIS ASSHOLE OUT OF EXISTENCE.

And… somehow, it works.

It sure tears something into him alright, and manages to boot him out of the car, giving enough time for Joey to demand Jack step on it. And Jack, panic stricken, somehow manages to follow the command and at least not run into anything else as they drive off into the night – But just as he’s hit the gas pedal, he does feel the cold of both glass shards and … something else, as he gets touched by a hand smashing through the window in the last second.

Luckily Jack bought the first car on the market in the US that had safety glass so he’s not going to be fucked up much from this in the physical department, except for his wallet maybe.

Mentally though? Memories flood in…

memories of a time he visited a dream with his eyes closed, and almost had his head removed.

After they’re at a safe distance, a shaken Peter manages to pull the door closed.

And thank them.

#call of cthulhu: haunted hijinx #sammy lawrence #joey drew #henry stein #jack fain #susie campbell #norman polk #peter sunstram

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simplychestnut · 6 months ago

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Sick Days

By: SimplyChestnut

Fandom: Animator vs Animation

Au: Simply’s au

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Green rolled over on his side and looked at his alarm-clock.

7:23 A.M.

He sighed and rubbed his eyes. Somebody coughing loudly caught his attention. Green threw off his blanket and stood up, stretching as he started to make his way across his dark room. His foot made contact with something hard and he stumbled, catching himself using the wall as support.

I have got to remember to put my guitar away, He mentally noted.

He finally reached his door and slipped out of his room, quietly making his way down the hallway in an attempt not to wake anyone. He was so focused on keeping the floorboards from creaking that he nearly tripped over Oreo. The dog whined softly and rubbed his leg affectionately.

"Hey buddy," Green chuckled, scratching Oreo's ears softly. "What are you doing out here?"

The dog barked softly and trotted down the dark hallway, stopping in front of Red's door. That's when Green realized that the coughing was coming from Red.

He quickly nudged Oreo out of the way and quietly entered the room.

"Red?" Green flicked on a nearby lamp.

"G-Green?" Red rolled over on his side so he could face Green.

He started to sit up but erupted into another fit of coughing. Red's face was pale and he wheezed softly. Green swiftly rushed to his brother's side and urged him to lay back.

"Hey now. Easy." Green laid a hand on his little brother's forehead.

Green gasped softly. Red was burning up.

"G-Green... I don't f-feel so good..." Red's voice was pitifully weak as he grabbed his older brother's arm with a shaky hand.

"Shhh... I know." Green grabbed his hand, trying his best not to panic. "You wait right here. I'm going to go get help."

Red nodded his head and coughed softly, a few tears running down his face as he hugged Oreo around the neck. Green quickly rushed out of the room and headed down the hallway. He had no idea what to do, and the others were still asleep. He could hear Second's soft snoring. A dim light caught his eye and he realized it was coming from Yellow's room.

Yellow must still be awake.

"Yellow!" Green burst into the engineer's room.

Yellow yelped and nearly fell backwards, dropping the screwdriver he was previously using.

"What in Alan's name is wrong with you?!" Yellow snapped, trying to regain his bearings. He couldn't get his heart to stop racing.

"Sorry," Green winced. "But it's an emergency!"

"What's wrong?" Yellow growled, still fuming with anger.

"It's Red! Something's wrong with him! He's awful sick and I don't know what to do and Blue's asleep and-"

"Green! Focus!" Yellow grabbed his arm, trying to stop Green from panicking.

His expression still showed signs of anger, but concern now filled his tired eyes. Green immediately stopped talking, but still tapped his foot on the ground nervously.

Yellow sighed. "Now. What's wrong with Red?"

"He's coughing a ton and has a really high fever. He's practically burning up!" Green couldn't hide the worry in his voice.

Yellow hummed thoughtfully for a moment before rubbing his tired face with a grease covered hand. Without bothering to wipe the black smudges off his face, he extended his arm towards his older brother..

"Gimme my crutch." His voice was stern yet filled with worry.

Green quickly grabbed Yellow's crutch and handed it to him. Yellow used the crutch as a support and stood up, hastily following Green down the hallway towards their youngest brother's room. They were instantly met with pitiful coughing as Red lay on his back, tears streaming down his face. Yellow's face immediately softened and he hobbled to the thirteen-year-old's side.

"Hey buddy," Yellow rubbed his shoulder softly. "I heard you weren't feeling very well."

Red shook his head in response, looking up at the ceiling solemnly.

"Can you tell me what hurts?" Yellow's soft voice reminded him of Blue.

Red thought for a moment before replying. "My chest hurts from coughing and my head hurts like crazy." He sniffled softly.

Yellow placed his hand on Red's forehead and immediately winced, pulling it back quickly.

"You're right. He is burning up." Yellow turned to Green. "We need to get Blue. He'll be able to help."

Green nodded and quickly left the room. Making his way down the hallway, he almost ran into a very tired looking Second.

"What's happening?" Second stifled a yawn.

"Red is sick. Yellow's with him right now if you want to see him." Green said quickly as he hurried past.

Second's eyes lit up with concern and he started to head towards Red's room.

"Blue!" Green called, knocking on his brother's door. "Blue, we need you!"

Shuffling was heard and Blue soon popped his head out. His hair was a mess and all he wore was an undershirt and a pair of shorts, revealing the burn scars that covered his legs completely.

"What's wrong?" His soft voice already sounded worried.

"Red is sick! He has a really high fever and he's coughing-" Green started, but Blue was already out the door and headed towards Red's room.

Green rushed after Blue, trying to keep up with his long gait. He had to take twice as many steps just to keep up with Blue's normal walk. Soon they were back in Red's room. Second and Yellow were sitting on the bed with Red, Red being snuggled up in Seconds lap as Yellow rubbed his shoulders gently, trying to comfort him in some way. Blue kneeled down in front of Red, who was now shivering, and gently cupped his face with his hands. Red whimpered softly and squirmed in protest, snuggling deeper into Second's chest.

"Yup. He definitely has a fever." Blue rubbed the back of his neck.

"We've already established that." Yellow said sarcastically.

Blue just rolled his eyes and took Red's arm gently.

"Let's move him down to the couch by the fireplace. He'll be warmer there." Blue looked at Red again. "Do you think you'll be able to walk?"

Red shook his head weakly, coughing once more.

"I can carry him." Second's voice was tired but calming.

He stood up and gently lifted Red, and started to make his way towards the door. Green couldn't help but notice as Second's legs began to tremble softly.

"Hey now, buster." Green grabbed Second's shoulder softly. "You don't look quite awake yet. I'll carry him."

Second didn't protest and even smiled gratefully as Green took the shivering figure from him. As soon as Red was in his arms, Green could almost immediately feel the heat pulsing from his little brother's face, yet his arms were freezing. Red whimpered again as Green started to make his way slowly down the stairs. Second followed behind them, carrying Red's comforters from his bed and a pillow, while Blue helped Yellow down the stairs. After almost being tripped by Oreo, Green finally made it into the living room, and he gently laid Red on the couch. Grabbing the pillow from Second, he gently propped Red's head up with it as Second tucked him in with his green comforter.

"Comfy?" Green softly brushed the hair out of Red's sweaty face.

"Y-yeah," Red responded with a weak smile.

Yellow sat down on the floor, propping his crutch on the coffee table as Blue rushed towards the kitchen. Blue soon came back, holding a wet rag, a thermometer and a bottle of some sort of medicine.

"I'll need you to open your mouth so I can take your temperature." Blue quietly urged.

Red didn't argue and opened his mouth obediently, allowing Blue to gently place the thermometer under his tongue. They waited a couple of seconds, as Blue eyed Second suspiciously, concern still spread across his face. Second, who was leaning up against the wall near the fireplace, refused to make eye contact with him and continued to study the floor carefully. Soon, Blue took out the thermometer and held it up towards the light, wincing as he examined it.

"You've got a pretty high fever. I need to give you something to bring it down." Blue laid the wet rag across his forehead and reached for the bottle sitting on the table.

Red groaned and sunk deeper into his pillow.

"Icky medicine." He stuck his tongue out and grimaced.

Blue rolled his eyes and Green chuckled.

"It's for your own good. I think you may have the flu." Blue shook the bottle, sloshing the contents within.

"Is it serious?" Yellow asked.

"It's nothing I can't handle." Blue popped the bottle's lid off and peered inside. "Stink. There isn't enough left, and this is my last bottle."

Green let out a frustrated groan and Red quietly celebrated.

"Nice try mister. You need medicine to make you better." Yellow laughed as he tossed a small pillow at Red. "I can go get some more if needed."

Blue looked at him. "You sure? It's awfully cold out there."

"Eh," Yellow shrugged. "I'll be fine. I just need someone to grab my leg. I left it upstairs."

"That sounds so wrong." Blue giggled at the last part of his phrase.

"I'll get it." Green hopped up and sprinted upstairs.

"Sec? You okay?" Blue eyed Second with worry.

"I'm fine. My head just hurts a bit." He shrugged, coughing slightly.

Blue and Yellow looked at each other, unsure of whether to believe him or not. After a moment, Blue stood up and approached Second, grabbing him gently by the shoulders and leading him towards the recliner near the couch.

"Rest." Blue said firmly.

Second opened his mouth to protest, but Blue soon shoved him backwards softly, forcing him to fall back on the recliner.

"No buts." Blue laid a hand on his forehead. "You need rest. You don't look much better than Red right now."

Second just rolled his eyes and nodded, curling up in the soft recliner while coughing softly.

"Is he okay?" Red's weak voice sounded worried once again.

Blue sighed. "He's got a bit of a fever as well. Nothing serious, but I'm not taking any chances."

Footsteps were heard as Green came back down the stairs, holding Yellow's prosthetic leg and a few more blankets.

"I grabbed some more blankets while I was upstairs in case we needed more."

"Good thinking." Blue smiled up at Green. "Second isn't feeling too well either."

"Sec is sick too?" Green threw the pile of blankets on to the floor and handed Yellow his prosthetic leg.

“Yup. I think he's coming down with what Red has." Blue grabbed a nearby blanket and threw it over Second, softly tucking him in.

Second smiled gratefully and snuggled under the warmth of the blanket.

"Aw!" Yellow laughed, strapping on his leg. "A Second and Red burrito!"

"Shut up," Second groaned and Red giggled softly.

"Alright. I'm heading out." Yellow stood up and grabbed his coat.

"Not like that you aren't!" Blue gestured towards his grease covered face.

Yellow rolled his eyes and used his coat to wipe the black smudges off his face.

"If you don't come back in about thirty minutes, I promise I'll send a search party." Green smirked.

"Thank you." Yellow laughed. "That makes me feel so much better."

He quickly headed towards the front door and slipped out, immediately being greeted by a cold gust of wind.

"Adiós, hermanos!" He called loudly and slammed the door shut.

"Since when was he Spanish?" Red chuckled.

"Since about two minutes ago." Blue shook his head and laughed.

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"Uno!" Red called out hoarsely, slapping a card down on the pile.

Green laughed and ruffled his curly hair.

"Good job!" Green grinned.

They were currently both on the couch playing Uno, having scooted the coffee table closer to lay their cards on. Red was wrapped up in a pile of blankets with Oreo curled up at his side. Second was fast asleep on the recliner, coughing softly every now and then, and Blue was in the kitchen, humming a song quietly as he brewed some herbal tea for his two sick brothers. Green's phone caught his attention as it buzzed softly on the arm of the couch, indicating that he had received a text message. He reached over and grabbed his phone while Red peaked over his shoulder curiously.

"Who is it?" Red asked.

Green shrugged and unlocked his phone, revealing that the message was from Purple.

Are you still coming today? -Purple

Green slapped a hand to his forehead. He was supposed to ice skating with Purple today! He quickly replied back.

I'm so srry! I won't be able to go today. Red and Second have come down with the flu so I'm helping out with them - Green

Purple almost immediately texted back.

Oh! You're good! We can go another time! Tell them I hope they feel better soon! If y'all need anything, I'm just a phone call away <3 -Purple

Green smiled and turned his phone off. "Purple says she hopes you feel better soon."

Red grinned and snuggled deeper into the pile of blankets.

"She's so nice." He yawned softly.

"Alright. Time for you to take a nap, mister." Green stood up and encouraged Red to lay down.

Red obeyed and laid back, wrapping his arms around Oreo who snuggled up beside him.

"I'm going to go help Blue. Yell if you need anything." Green ruffled his little brother's hair before turning towards Second.

Second was still asleep, and was even snoring quietly. Green sighed with relief and then headed towards the kitchen. Blue was currently pouring a few cups of tea, the delicious, herbal aroma filling the kitchen pleasantly.

"Red's resting right now and Second is still asleep. You need any help?" Green leaned up against a nearby stool.

"Nah. I'm almost finished here." Blue smiled gratefully. "Hopefully Yellow will be back soon. I wonder what's taking him so long-"

As if on cue, the front door opened and a very cold looking Yellow entered the kitchen.

"Got the stuff you needed." He grinned, trying to peer through his fogged up glasses. "The stupid store was closed when I got there, but it was supposed to open in about ten minutes, so I waited."

"You stood in the freezing cold for that long?" Blue sounded alarmed. "You're unbelievable!"

"I try, really." Yellow smirked and Green laughed.

Blue just rolled his eyes and reached for the bag Yellow was holding. Yellow started to walk away, but Blue stopped him.

"Not so fast, buster. Here. Take this." Blue handed him a warm mug of tea.

Yellow chuckled and took the mug, enjoying the warmth it gave. "Thanks. And I'm sorry if I worried you."

"I'll forgive once you're under at least three hundred pounds of blankets and you finish your hot tea." Blue pulled a couple bottles from the bag and opened a drawer, grabbing a couple spoons.

"But Blue! I may suffocate!" Yellow whined sarcastically.

Blue just grunted. "Better than hypothermia."

Green laughed at the twins' bickering. "It's no use, Yel. You can't beat Blue in an argument."

"Fine..." Yellow groaned dramatically as the three of them headed back to the living room.

Blue gently shook Second awake so he could take some medicine. Second sat up, looking slightly dazed.

"Oh! Yellow! You're back!" He coughed softly.

"Yup. How are you feeling?" Yellow sat down on the coffee table in front of them.

"Like I got hit by a truck." Second chuckled hoarsely, rubbing the back of his neck.

"You look like you got hit by a train." Green laughed.

"Here. Take this. It should help with the fever and your cough," Blue said as he poured a spoonful of medicine and held it up to Second's mouth.

Second didn't hesitate and took it obediently, grimacing slightly due to the strong aftertaste. Blue then handed Second a warm mug of his special tea, Second smiling gratefully as he took it.

"Thanks Blue. You're the best." Second took a sip of the tea, savoring the soothing flavors it contained.

Blue smiled and turned to Red, who was awake and leaning against Green.

"Your turn, mister." Blue grabbed another spoon and poured more of the red liquid into it.

"Noooo!" Red cried out dramatically, hiding behind Green.

Green laughed and grabbed his younger brother.

"Come on, Red! It's for your own good." Green gently encouraged.

Red sighed and nodded, opening his mouth wide and closing his eyes tightly. Blue chuckled and shoved the spoon into Red's mouth. Red immediately gagged, trying desperately to swallow the bitter taster down with the tea that was handed to him.

"Yuck." He grimaced, sticking his tongue out.

Green laughed and rubbed Red's back comfortingly as Red continued to sip on the warm tea. Green glanced over at Blue who yawned tiredly. He looked exhausted.

"Why don't you go lay down for a bit?" Green insisted, laying a hand on Blue's shoulder. "You look wiped out."

"I don't have time for that, not when Sec and Red are sick." He shook his head, trying to shake away the sleepiness that was quickly overcoming him.

"We're fine Blue," Second's soft voice spoke up. "You need rest."

"Yeah! We've got this! Right Yel?" Green punched Yellow playfully in the arm.

"Right," Yellow chuckled, coughing slightly.

Blue looked from one brother to another, finally sighing in defeat.

"Fine. I'll go lay down for a bit." Blue yawned again. "But if anything happens, you come get me immediately."

Green saluted sarcastically as Blue headed up the stairs. As soon as Blue was out of sight, Green and Red both locked eyes.

"Nintendo Switch?" Green grinned.

"Nintendo Switch!" Red pumped a fist into the air.

Second chuckled. "Can we play Mario Kart?"

"Sure!" both Green and Red said at the same time.

"Ya'll have fun. I'm gonna make some coffee." Yellow rolled his eyes tiredly, tossing them the tv remote.

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(A few inches later)

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"Yes!" Red nearly threw his remote in his celebration. "I won!"

"Great job, champ!" Second ruffled his hair playfully.

"Come on!" Green spread his arms out dramatically. "He so cheated!"

"Oh yeah? You're just jealous cause you were beaten by a thirteen year-old." Second smirked.

Red laughed, but he soon started to cough. Green rubbed his back soothingly, trying to comfort him in any way.

"Do you want me to get you some water?" Green laid a hand on Red's shoulder.

"Y-yeah," Red stuttered.

Green hopped up from the couch and made his way towards the kitchen. The smell of coffee immediately hit him, making his stomach churn slightly.

"Come on, Yellow!" Green stepped into the kitchen, holding his nose. "That smells nasty."

Yellow just shrugged and took another sip of his coffee.

"You're the only one who doesn't like it," he pointed out.

"Whatever." Green grabbed a glass out of the cabinet and started to fill it with water.

Yellow laid his head down on the counter, coughing softly. Green noticed this and he turned off the faucet, glancing towards his younger brother.

"You okay, Nerd?" He asked worriedly.

"Just tired," Yellow mumbled quietly, his voice sounding a bit shaky.

Green raised an eyebrow, uncertain whether he was telling the truth or not.

"Well, I'm going to give this to Red. You comin'?" Green started towards the door.

"Y-yeah." Yellow began to stand up, wavering slightly.

Green set the glass of water down and approached Yellow worriedly.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He studied Yellow cautiously.

“I'm fine. Just a bit dizzy," Yellow quickly insisted, trying his best to straighten up.

He took a step forward but he soon had to grab onto the counter top for support, his legs threatening to give out at any moment.

"Yelly!" Green rushed forward and grabbed Yellow's arms, encouraging the pale figure to sit down on a nearby stool.

Yellow sat down hard on the stool and leaned his head back, wheezing softly. Green placed a hand on his forehead and quickly drew it back, wincing worriedly.

"Dude, you're burning up! Why didn't you tell anyone that you didn't feel well?" Green growled.

"Blue's got enough to worry about right now." Yellow paused to cough loudly. "And I didn't want to add to the stress."

Green would've face palmed, but he was too busy trying to keep Yellow steady on the stool.

"Is everything okay?" Second poked his head through the kitchen door.

"Yellow's now sick as well. Can you go get Blue?" Green pleaded urgently, keeping his arms around Yellow who was trembling softly.

Worry spread across Second's face and he disappeared, heading upstairs to get Blue.

"Come on, Yel. Let's get you to the living room." Green gently wrapped his arm under Yellow's shoulders and helped him stand up.

Yellow stood up shakily, leaning on his older brother for support as they slowly made their way towards the living room. Red noticed them when they entered and sat up, making room on the couch.

"Yelly! What's wrong?" Red scooted over as Green helped Yellow onto the couch beside Red.

"I'm f-fine. Just a bit tired," Yellow stuttered, lying back.

"I think he's got whatever you and Sec have." Green straightened back up, rubbing the back of his neck.

Red faltered for a moment before hugging Yellow's arm tightly.

"I'm so sorry!" He sniffled, his blue eyes beginning to water. "It's all my fault!"

"What?" Green raised an eyebrow.

"It's my fault you're sick! I must've given it to you and Second." Red began to quiver as a few stray tears rolled down his cheeks.

"No it's not!" Yellow wrapped an arm around Red. "You can't exactly control the flu. It's bound to spread, and you can't blame yourself for that. Besides, I don't think you were deliberately trying to make us sick." He paused to boop Red playfully on the nose. "Now if you were Green, I'd be suspicious."

"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?" Green scoffed.

Red giggled and snuggled closer into Yellow's arm.

"Besides, it's more my fault anyways. I shouldn't have stood out in the cold for that long." Yellow coughed.

"Oh, you better believe it's your fault, Yellow Becker." Blue's angry tone made them all jump. "What kind of idiot stands out in the cold like that when he could have very well gone into a gas station or someplace that's warm?"

"A handsome one." Yellow smirked.

"Shut up." Blue grabbed his face and felt his forehead. "Why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling well? Actually, don't answer that. I know what your answer will be. Ugh! I shouldn't have sent you out there in the first place! Does that make me the idiot? Now I feel bad! How do you do that? You've made me guilty without saying a single thing. But just because I feel bad doesn't mean I'm not mad at you. What kind of idiot stands out in the cold like that? Wait. I just asked that."

Both Green and Red laughed.

"Blue. It's okay." Second tried his best not to laugh, gently placing a hand on Blue's shoulder.

"No it's not." Blue pulled away from Yellow and looked Second dead in the eyes. "You sir, need to sit down and get back under those blankets. Ain't nobody gonna drop dead on my watch."

"Blue, it's just the flu. It's not fatal." Green laughed.

"I don't care." Blue huffed as he grabbed another blanket and threw it at Second, who obeyed and curled back up on the recliner.

Yellow started to say something but coughed violently instead. Blue's face softened and he stood up, heading for the kitchen. He soon came back with a spoon and a bottle of medicine, and, sitting down in front of Yellow, he quickly poured some of the red liquid into the spoon, gently urging Yellow to take some.

"Here." He rubbed Yellow's leg softly. "This will help. We need to bring the fever down."

Yellow gagged slightly at the taste, but still managed to swallow it all.

"Green, can you go get me another wet rag?" Blue asked as he spread a blanket over Yellow and Red.

"Sure." Green hopped up and walked towards the kitchen once again.

"Yay!" Red snuggled up against Yellow, pulling the blanket up over his shoulders. "Cuddle party!"

Yellow laughed softly as he lay onto his back and Red wedged himself between Yellow and the back of the couch.

Blue chuckled. "It's a good thing we have a big couch. I'm surprised you both can fit on there. Are you sure you're comfy?"

"I am!" Red piped up.

"This is pretty comfy." Yellow chuckled as he wrapped an arm around Red. "Red's like a living teddy bear."

Red giggled and hugged Yellow. Soon Green came back with a wet rag and he handed it to Blue, who placed it gently on Yellow's sweaty forehead.

"There. That should help a bit." Blue sighed as he stood up.

"Thanks, Blue," Yellow said hoarsely.

Blue just rolled his eyes. "I'm still mad at you for not telling me sooner."

Yellow laughed softly before slowly falling asleep. Blue smiled as he went to stand beside Green. They both watched their sick brothers for a moment, enjoying the silence. Then Blue's coughing interrupted the moment of silence.

Green raised an eyebrow and smirked at Blue. "Is that a cough I hear?"

"It's nothing," Blue grumbled as he yawned.

"No no, that was definitely a cough. Time for somebody to take a nap." Green grinned, grabbing his taller brother by the shoulders.

Blue groaned sarcastically. "Fine. You win. But I'm sleeping down here. Last time I went upstairs, somebody almost passed out." Blue glanced over at the sleeping forms of Yellow and Red.

"Whatever makes you feel better." Green grabbed a couple blankets and spread them on the ground, making a place for Blue to lay.

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