"Hey, how's the person who threw up on my favorite pair of shorts!?" Shrek exclaimed angrily revealing a black pair of underwear covered in chuncky clear vomit.

"It wasn't me," Artie said, seeing Carley run pass him to the kitchen.

"Not me," Donkey said, seeing Carley run back in the guest room with a cup of tea.

"Don't look at me. I only cough up hairballs," Puss said, seeing Carley run back with blanket in her hands.

"Well, somebody did, and I'm won't rest until-"

"Shrek, do you have any popsicles in the freezer?" Carley asked him.

"Oh, yeah, in the far back of the freezer."

"Thanks." Carley walks back in the kitchen and pulls out two popsicles and walks back to the guest room.

"And another thing, if I ever-what a minute." Shrek walks into the guest room and sees Carley feeling Leah's forehead.

"I'm telling you. It's not serious," Leah portested.

"You just threw up on Shrek's underwear. I'm pretty sure you're sick," Carley replied, touching Leah's cheek, "And you're starting to get a fever. I think you should stay home today."

"Never!" Leah stands up in determination. "Today's my final exam for STU and I refuse to say home!" She groans before falling back on the floor with her head hurting.

Carley rolls her eyes helping Leah up and back in bed. "You're not going anywhere. You're staying here."

"But I'm fine. Really."

"You attacked Chopper. Mistaken him as a rapid dog when he was brushing his teeth," Carley reminded her.

"So?"

"You hit the poor deer with a mallet!"

Leah didn't say that much, holding her throat, saying, "Shrek's behind you, Carley."

Carley turned around and saw Shrek looking at the two females. "So, you're sick, huh?"

"Sorry for throwing up on your underwear, Shrek," Leah mutter hiding her head underneath the covers of the thick blacket.

"It's okay. I'll wash the puck stains out of later. More importantly, are you alright?"

"My head's hurting and I'm feeling a bit insane, but I'm okay," Leah said drinking a cup of tea, "It's just that Carley won't let me leave this bed unless it's to go to the bathroom."

"Well, Carley does care about you," Shrek said as Carley moved Leah's dark brown hair away from the left side of her eye.

"But I'm not that sick." Leah sneezed as snot ran down her nose. "Oh, I give up. I don't care anymore."

Carley laughed as Shrek left to see if Fiona was. Carley was about to leave Leah alone to sleep the cold off until she heard her whine, "Carley!"

"Yes?"

"Don't leave! Sleep with me tonight."

"But I don't wanna be a bother to you."

"Please??" Leah pitifully gave Carley the puppy dog look making her sigh and gave in to her childish behaivor.

"Okay, but if I get sick, it's you're fault." Carley crawls in the bed with Leah who wrapped her arms around her waist. "Better?"

"Mmmm, very." Leah burried her head in Carley's chest and immediately fell asleep.

Carley smiled at adorable Leah was who slept even if in sleep who yawned before falling alseep, too afterwards.