Wow, another short idea popped into my head. Meaning I am attempting a ONE-SHOT, and those truly aren't my strong suits. Oh and Jack and Damian aren't here? Go figure! No, instead it is about an OC pairing I've kind of fallen in love with. I got permission from Silverswirls to use her character. So thanks, and sorry in advance if I end up totally boochering her personality.

So without further delay from the queen of rambling pointlessly, let's see if this story is anywhere near worth reading. :)

Emily moaned, this wasn't exactly one of her best days. In fact, it might even be one of her worst. Oh yes, finding herself lying in bed while Jasper and Oliver competed in a bey tournament was definitely one of the worst things. And she didn't seem to be getting any better. She'd had to blow her nose so many times now that the trash can was almost overflowing. Her body temperature had a tendency to fluctuate between extremely hot and ridiculously cold spontaneously. Her head throbbed, and every other minute she felt as if she'd vomit. Not to mention she was stuck alone, bundled up in an unholy amount of blankets, and even pillows. Also, it just happened to be her birthday. She certainly wouldn't be there by choice, but maybe it was good that her friends made her stay there?

"Emily?"

Well, that was certainly a surprise. That was the voice of Kirron, accompanied by a polite knock at her room door. She sat up, a bit groggy and pushed the multitude of blankets onto the floor. "Come in." She called, surprised at the hoarseness of her voice. The door swung open to reveal her white haired boyfriend. Kirron. He wasn't the tallest thing, but he wasn't exactly short ether. He trotted over and took a seat on the edge of the bed. "Wow. You look awful." He chuckled, his dark lavender gaze settling on Emily.

"Gee thanks." The blonde deadpanned, earning a smirk from Kirron. "So, did I leave the front door open?" She asked.

"Nope. I used my bey to teleport." Kirron explained with a cock of his head.

"You're so weird. You could've just knocked on the front door you know? I would've opened it for you." Emily commented with a smile.

"I'm weird?" Kirron spat with a roll of his eyes. "You're sick and you chose to spend your day in clothes. That's weird." Emily took a brief glance at her attire; a black jacket pulled over a dark blue shirt with some dark pants, and then shrugged.

"You're cute." Kirron admitted. "I'm gonna take you to the living room." He stated, lifting Emily into his arms. "I brought a few things that might make your day less miserable." And with that, he carried her down the stairs and into the living room.

Kirron sat Emily on the couch, next to a basket he had put there when he arrived. "Elsa and Dreamy decided to tag along." He informed, sitting down next to Emily. Upon hearing their names, two kittens popped their heads from the basket; immediately hopping onto Emily's lap. The first being Elsa, a snowy colored kitten with azure eyes. The second being Dreamy, a male munchkin kitten with an orange tabby coat and emerald eyes. Emily grinned, stroking the two of them and scratching their necks. They purred and nuzzled her delightfully.

"Okay." Kirron grunted, pulling a couple of books from the basket. "We can read one of these for the time being, but first …" He pulled a bottle of bubbly purple liquid from the basket along with a small cup. "You've gotta take something to help your immune system, because it's been three days and you haven't shown any signs of recovery. But then again, that's probably because you're just now deciding to rest." Emily watched him poor the bottle's contents into the cup with a slight frown. It just looked so disgusting. Kirron glanced up at her pouty face after filling the tiny cup. "Go on now." He urged softly, ushering the cup toward her. Emily drank the medicine tentatively.

"It really is awful." She stated.

"Oh I bet it is." Kirron hummed. He scooted a bit closer to Emily with one of the books and began to read aloud, his voice smooth and clear. Around the tenth page, Emily had ducked under his arms to rest her head on his chest. Which he didn't mind. He continued to read, ever so often glancing down to see if she had fallen asleep. Eventually she did; and he did too, putting the book to the side and leaning on the arm of the couch. The kittens were curled up in little fuzz balls next to them.

Emily woke up a good three hours later, still in the arms of Kirron. She didn't feel a bit better. Well at least, her body didn't feel like an angry volcano anymore.

"Hi." Kirron mumbled, still in a sleep fog she presumed.

"Hi." She yawned.

"Did you enjoy yourself?" He asked.

"Yeah. It was a lot better than being alone." Emily replied. Kirron was silent for a while. "We've got a couple of minutes before Lily and everyone else get here to celebrate your birthday. Is there anything you want to do?" Emily thought for a while, before simply shaking her head. Kirron hummed lightly in response, rubbing her head and then leaving his hand to repose on her shoulder.

Kirron found himself opening the door and stepping aside to let everyone in. Emily's sister Lily was first to enter, followed by Oliver, then a cheerful young lad known as Jasper, then an auburn haired girl known as Vanemy, then Chris, and finally was Kirron's brother Valerian.

"Huh, let's get this thing started then." Chris chanted, pumping his fist in the air.

So there you have it, just a short and simple nothing. So tell me, how did it turn out?

Thanks once again, Silverswirls. Oh yeah! The character belonging to her is Emily, and Lily, and Oliver, and Jasper.

I am truly not the best at short and fluffy stories so I hope this came out at least half way dessert. At least?

Well please leave a review and ... feedback is love! :)