Huey tries to fight the flu

by Shy445

Huey catches a sickness that has him really ill. Robert leaves the house for medication and leaves Riley in-charge. Will Huey survive the torture Riley will put upon him? Find out by reading this story

1. Chapter 1-You have a fever

Huey (Narrator): "I've heard people say that it's okay, and even healthy for you to get sick at least once or twice a year."

Huey was in his bedroom, laying down on his bed with a box of tissues next to him. He coughed loudly, then sneezed. Huey's skin was the same tone as Jasmine, which wasn't normal for him.

Huey (Narrator): "Well to them, I say f*** you!"

Huey sneezed once more and grabbed a tissue to wipe his reddish nose.

Huey (Narrator): "Man, I hate being sick."

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Riley was in their room, playing the PSP. Huey coughed so harshly that his lungs almost shot out his mouth. He then roughly threw himself back on his bed to lay down, which made him feel worse, since he was in so much aching pain.

Riley: "Eww, n*****, you gay."

At that moment, Huey's and Riley's granddad walked into the room with pain killers like aspirin, a wet towel, and a thermometer.

Robert: "Now Riley, Huey's sick."

Riley: "Alright, alright fine. N*****, you sick."

Huey sat upright, which caused so much pain to his body.

Huey: "Shut up, Riley! Granddad, I hope that is a thermometer for your mouth, and that better not be addictive drugs or as you people would say, 'pain killers'." Huey said that fast, in order to not cough in mid sentence.

Riley: "F*** this. That b**** a** n***** is going to make me sick, and if that happens, all the sexy b****es wont come to me; they be like, ewww that mother f*** is sick. I don't want that to happen."

Riley left the room in a quick pass, trying to avoid another coughing fit from Huey. Granddad took a seat at the edge of Huey's bed and took out the thermometer.

Robert: "Boy, hurry up and open your mouth, the faster I take your temperature, the faster I can get the hell out of here."

Huey opened his mouth, barely wide enough for Robert to insert the thermometer in his mouth. Robert gave Huey a look that read, 'hurry up or I will leave you here to die,' so Huey opened his mouth wider, and Robert put the thermometer under his tongue. After a couple of long seconds, the thermometer beeped three times, and Robert removed it from Huey's mouth. It read 103.4.

Huey (Narrator): "People usually help someone who's extremely sick."

Robert: "You have a fever, you better not die today, 'cause I don't have enough money for a funeral."

Huey (Narrator): "The concern of people is outstanding."