"Oh ahhh, i'm in so much pain." Boss moaned as he clutched his head. He had recently hit his head when he tripped down his stairs. The other hams had went outside to play and Boss had agreed to meet them outside after he had got his soccer ball from upstairs. Now he didn't feel like going outside at all, even to play his favourite game.

"I think that band 'Deadly' summed this up perfectly in their song 'Sick'." Boss moaned as he slumped down on one of the chairs around the table. "I'm sick inside the head."

"Hey where's Boss? Didn't he say that he was getting a soccer ball or something?" Stan asked, slightly worried. The other hams apparently didn't noticed due to the fact that they had currently begun a game of tag. The other hams laughed as they ran around, tagging each other and trying to avoid being tagged. Oblivious to the fact that their friend still remained in the house.

Stan sighed, he didn't think the hams would miss him if he went inside for a few seconds to check on Boss. He quickly tip-toed over to the door of the clubhouse, opened it and walked inside.

"Hey Boss man, you in here!" Stan called as he stepped further into the clubhouse, he was greeted by a moan of pain from inside the clubhouse. This worried Stan as he continued to walk inside.

"Are you okay Boss, you need some help?" Stan asked as he continued walking, he was greeted with another groan. Soon he reached the source of the groaning and gasped at what he saw. Boss sat in front of him, leaning back and groaning in pain.

"Are you okay, do you need some help?" Stan asked, trying to remain cool and not overreact to the situation. He had feelings for the large, gruff and moody field hamster for quite awhile. But he always feared that being gay was, a bad and evil thing to be. So as a result he hid his sexuality by flirting unnecessarily with every girl he came into contact with (sometimes even his sister). The large hamster groaned and nodded his head.

"I guess I could use an icepack or something for my head." Boss said lazily as he continued sitting uncomfortably on the chair. Stan immediately ran over to the fridge.

"Not so loud! My head hurts like heck!" Boss said angrily, while placing his hans over his ears. Stan chuckled a small bit before tip-toeing over towards the fridge. He then pulled out an icepack and started walking towards Boss. Once he got close enough he held the icepack over Boss' bruised head.

"Feeling better?" Stan asked softly, Boss smiled contently.

"Yeah, it feels alot better, thanks." Boss said as Stan continued to hold the icepack on his friends head. Truth be told, he was enjoying this. The hamster being nursed back to health by him, it kinda seemed romantic. Of course, he only had a bruised head and would likely get better fairly soon.

"I think the swelling has gone done a bit." Stan said after a few minutes, Boss smiled as Stan removed the icepack from his head. He then attempted to stand up but was stopped by Stan's voice.

"No!" Stan shouted as Boss attempted to stand himself up, surprised by his friends outburst. Stan himself looked nervous, and slightly afraid at his own unexpected outburst. He grinned sheepishly.

"I mean, maybe you should rest a little while longer, that was a big bump after all." Stan said nervously, which was again out of character for him. What was up with him today. Boss sighed and complied to his friends advice, causing Stan to explode with happiness on the inside.

Stan pulled one of the chairs surrounded the table closer to Boss and sat down. The field hamster looked at him with a curious expression, as if trying to locate Stan's true intentions. The younger hamster smiled.

"Hold on Boss man, let me just examine that bump on your head." Stan said quickly, before Boss had a chance to answer Stan stood on the chair and looked at the bruise up close. After a few seconds of examination Stan leaned closer and...kissed the purple bump on his friend's head. Causing Boss to widened his eyes in shock.

"Did you just kiss me?" Boss asked, almost afraid of the answer. Stan chuckled nervously as he wen back to his chair.

"Yeah but, I guess it's kind of a reflex with me...part of being a brother, I always kiss Sandy's sore when she's hurt. So maybe it's just my nature." Stan said quickly, as he turned his head towards the door.

"Well, i'd say you're feeling alot better now. WHy don't we go outside and play with the others. They're probably worried by now." Stan said even more agitated, as if he wanted to get out of the house as quickly as possible. Boss smiled as he got up.

"Okay Stan, i'll see you outside."