Me: This is a One-shot. I repeat, THIS IS A ONE-SHOT!
Chiro: OKAY!
Me: Just wanted to get my point across.
Chiro: What's this about?
Me: Sick fic.
Chiro: No wonder I've felt queasy all day.
Me: Wow.
Chiro: Wow what?
Me: I only came up with this story a few minutes ago.
Chiro: So I'm physic now?
Me: I don't now. But your not the only sick member. I don't own SRMTHFG.
Chiro: Read and Review.
Cold
I shivered and rolled over in my bed. My head ached and I felt like someone had just lit my whole body on fire. My throat felt like a thousand knifes were ripping it to shreds and my nose was extremely clogged. I guess I was sick from spending an hour in the rain after Sprx had forgotten me at Shuggazoom Square.
Antauri had been ticked when he learned that I had been out there for a long time. Sprx hid in his room and apologized me after Antauri had left the robot to pick up Otto at the train station.
Now I was as sick as a dog. Curse the cold! "Chiro?" a voice asked.
I groaned in response. I knew it was Antauri. He had been the one who had sent me to bed. "Are you sick?" Antauri asked.
"Yes," I said with a scratchy voice. Antauri came over and put his hand on my forehead and I flinched from his cold touch. Antauri flinched too, probably because I was as hot as an oven.
Antauri went out the room and returned with Gibson in tow. Gibson had a thermometer and some medicine. He looked like he hadn't slept in weeks.
Gibson stuck the thermometer in my mouth and I tried my best to hold back my sneeze. I didn't want to make Gibson frustrated or upset. He definitely didn't look good and I gave a worried glance at him. Gibson didn't notice.
He took the thermometer out of my mouth. "102 degrees F," Gibson said. "He probably got a cold from being outside. Just give him a correct dosage of the medicine when it says to, give him food that is full of Vitamin C, and keep him hydrated. He should be better in no time,"
"Get some sleep Gibson," I said. "You're worrying me. It looks like you haven't gotten a wink of sleep in weeks,"
"I'm fine Chiro," Gibson said and walked out the room. I gave Antauri a look and he returned it. He was worried too. His leader and his medical expert were sick and he only knew how to take care of one.
"Something's wrong," I whispered.
"I know," Antauri said. "But don't worry. He'll be fine. I'll make sure of that,"
"Thanks Tauri," I said. He grabbed the medicine and prepared the dosage. My mind wondered to Gibson. What had alarmed him? What was wrong with him?
Antauri gave me the medicine and curled up beside me. I held him close to my chest. Then it hit me. Gibson had been talking about brain tumors a couple of weeks ago and he seemed extremely affected by his own speech. "Tauri," I whispered.
"Yes Chi?" Antauri asked.
"What if Gibson has a brain tumor?" I asked, my voice shaking.
"I don't know Chiro," Antauri said. "I'll ask him about it. We shouldn't keep secret. Don't worry and get some sleep. I love you,"
"I love you too," I said. I fell asleep with Antauri against my chest.
Two weeks later…
We stood at Gibson's grave and mourned the lose of our brother. He had told us that he had a brain tumor and didn't have much time left. We were devastated and Gibson then told us good news.
Gibson had a son.
His name was Leonardo and he was just like Gibson. He enjoyed medicines and loved us. Gibson had introduced us with his last words a week ago. Before Gibson had slipped into a coma he introduced us and Leonardo made things easier.
Leonardo had blue fur like Gibson but had dark brown eyes. On his forehead was a star shaped mark. It was yellow and he mourned his father's lose with us.
Gibson was gone and never returning. But he had left us with one piece of his life. Something that would make us remember him forever.
And it all started when I had gotten a cold.