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My town, my friends, and myself survived the night, but again, many small towns have literally been wiped clean leaving nothing. Please, please, keep them in your thoughts. More than one tornado touched down, and se last up to an hour and over.

The summary change has been brought to you by the very patient FrankElza. :)

Third person POV

Darry let his brother leave his bedroom and call him off work while also grabbing a thermometer.

Pony stuck the thermometer in Darry's mouth and when it beeped he read "101.8," which was workable in Darry's eyes, but bed rest in his concerned kid brother's eyes.

Darry's eyelids soon felt very heavy, and with Pony's reassuring voice telling him that it was alright to fall asleep, he closed his heavy eyelids.

Pony left the room, but Darry's eyes weren't closed very long before his nose started to tickle again. Darry groaned, wanting to go to sleep, but the round of sneezes escaped his nose anyway. The force of the sneezes shook his pounding head and his nose started to run even more than before.

Luckily, Pony had thought to set out some Kleenexes with allowed Darry to blow his stuffy red nose into them.

A painful moan almost escaped his dry lips, but he suppressed it, not wanting his brothers to come in and check on him. He loved them, of course, more than anything, but he was superman. He didn't want them to see him so weak and vulnerable. He wasn't suppose to worry his brothers, he was suppose to be the one who worried about them and not the other way around.

Darry blew his already red nose one last before finally being able to fall quickly asleep and he was unaware that his brothers continued to check on him as the day dragged on.

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Darry's nose wasn't going to let him sleep very long and soon a round of sneezes tickled his nose. The loud sneezes brought Pony into his eldest brothers room.

"Darry, do you want some medicine?" Pony asked softly. Darry was about to agree, but saw that Pony was carrying cough syrup, and Darry's cough wasn't really too bad, so he wanted to save money and not take the cough syrup.

"Just aspirin," he requested nasally.

Pony left and returned with the aspirin and apple juice. Normally, nobody drank apple juice, just chocolate milk and coffee, but Soda must have bought some. For some reason water and milk always hurt your throat worse when you were under the weather, Darry realized as he downed the aspirin and juice. He silently acknowledge his brothers quick thinking.

But for Darry, all this 'quick thinking' was making his headache worse. Pony took his temperature one last tim before allowing Darry to fall asleep.

A/N: Sorry that that was super short. I want to do something besides third person POV next, but who should if be. One of the gang? Soda? Pony? Darry?