"Ah...ah...achoo! Ugh."He sneezed for what seemed like the hundredth time for him today. Gibson sighed, sniffling slightly and feeling awful. He didn't look too great either.

'A cold...I can't believe I've gotten myself a cold! And to make matters worse...'

"Gibson?"Someone knocked on his door.

'It just had to be him taking care of me...'

He looked at the door and in came the one and only, SPRX-77. He was holding a bowl of soup and held a glass of water in his tail. "You ok? Brought you breakfast and some water." His voice sounded a bit worried as he walked up to the sick monkeys bed, the sick monkey coughed a bit as a response.

It wasn't like he was mad at him or anything like that. Whenever someone was hurt on the team, Sprx would drop his tough guy act and become genuinely concerned. He would try and do anything to help them in any way possible. This was not the case, however, he was sick not hurt. He doubted his big brother had any clue what to do to treat a cold.

'That soup may just do the trick, though.'He admitted.

Placing the soup on the bedside table, Sprx grabbed the glass of water from his tail and sat by Gibson's side."Need some water?"Gibson nodded and was about to reach for the glass, but Sprx shook his head."Take it easy, I'll give it to you."He raised the glass to Gibson's lips, who took small sips, and placed it next to the soup when he was finished.

"Thank you Sprx."

"No problem. Soup?"

"I'm not feeling quite-"

"That's just the sickness talking."He grabbed the bowl and started stirring it with the spoon."Open up."He said, putting the soup filled spoon in front of his mouth. Gibson hesitated, before opening his mouth and savoring the taste.

Gibson hummed in appreciation, making Sprx smirk."Like it? I made it. Antauri says it'll be good for you."

"Did Antauri tell you to take care of me too? Because, in all honesty Sprx, I really don't think-"

"Actually, I told him that I'd take care of you."

Gibson blinked."Huh? You...you did?"

Sprx nodded."Yeah. As soon as he told me that my little brother was sick, I told him I'd help you feel better. So, feeling any better Gibby?"He smiled warmly at him.

Gibson suddenly blushed bashfully and smiled at him."A little Sparky."Sprx chuckled at him and fed him more soup. When it was all done, Sprx placed the bowl back on the table and looked at Gibson."Hey, what were you saying before?"

"O-Oh...um, I didn't think that you could..."He trailed off, feeling a bit guilty.

"You didn't think I could take care of you?"

Gibson nodded, feeling ashamed.

"Well your right. Other than feeding you soup and giving you some water, I got no idea what else to do. We don't have any medicine either, so that's just great!"He said sarcastically, and sighed."Sorry Gibson."

Quickly shaking his head, which caused him a slight headache, he looked at Sprx with a serious look.

"Don't be ridiculous! I think your doing a great job. I'm not getting any worse, am I?"He hugged Sprx and had tears in his eyes."Your trying to make me feel better...and that means so much to me."He said smiling.

Sprx hugged him back."You don't have to cry Gibby."

He chuckled."I'm not, Im sick remember?"

"Yeah, but don't you worry, Ill find a way to take care of you."

"I could just tell you, you know."

"...Now you tell me."He laughed. Gibson laughed too, but then he started coughing again. Sprx patted him on the back until his coughing fit was over."You ok patient Gibby?"He said playfully.

Gibson smiled at him."Of course, Nurse Sparky!"

"Nurse?!"