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Here's more of the story, and hope people like.


Brooke smiled as she and Carley entered D.E.I but were hoping Doof was okay, as the elevator opened onto Doof's floor, but Brooke had her door key opening the door hearing Doof moan, as he was lying on the couch, totally miserable as they came over.

Brooke hugged him, but felt he was burning up, but saw somebody hiding under the couch, but saw it was Platyborg, but Carley was hugging him making him blush liking hugs.

"I-I came to visit Doof and Perry, but they're both sick.

I kinda helped Doofy onto the couch." he told her.

Brooke smiled, knowing he had good intentions but she saw Doof needed attention, as she was calling a doctor to look at him.

"Let's make him some soup.

It might make him feel better." Carley said.

Brooke agreed as they headed to the kitchen, but were making bratwurst soup for Doof knowing he loved bratwurst.

She felt bad for Doof but also for Perry, as being sick sucked.

"You okay, kid?" Platyborg asked her.

"It's just Leah.

She's kinda mad at Perry, because he got sick.

But everybody gets sick once in a while.

But I don't blame her.

She loves being an agent." Carley told him.

"Maybe she needs to calm down.

Besides Doof's sick too." he replied.

She smiled, knowing he was right.

Brooke then came in, smelling the soup was ready.

"Mmmmmmmm... smells good.

Doofy's gonna love it!" she said.

She then poured it into a bowl, and went into the living room, as Doofy was waking up, but still looked terrible but took the bowl from Brooke.

She smiled, seeing him drink but coughed slightly.

"The doctor will be here soon, Doofy.

She'll help you." Brooke told him.

She then saw Carley leave, as she needed to get home, but Platyborg was following her, as he wanted to talk to Leah.


Leah was listening to anime music, while using the Internet on her spy watch but came a cross a photo of her and Perry striking poses, as it was the day they'd first became partners, but felt bad for being mad at Perry just because he was sick.

She sighed, hearing the front door open, turning off her watch, but was lying on the couch as she'd been watching TV but saw Carley enter sitting down.

"Hey Leah, feeling better?" she asked her.

"Yes, Yes I do.

I feel bad for yelling at Perry.

Just becausw he's sick.

Everybody gets sick.

He's probably mad at me, right?" she said.

"No, No he's not mad.

He wondered where you were when I visited with Brookie." she answered.

The dark brown red furred female felt a little better, as she knew her partner couldn't be mad at her, but stunned her best nakama had visited him for her.

"T-Thanks, Carley.

You're a great nakama." she said hugging her.

"You're welcome.

I'm making dinner.

I'll be in the kitchen." she told her.