Guys, to be honest, Danger & Thunder didn't play out as I expected...well we still have fanfiction! So let's read a fanfiction! Thanks for reading, following, reviewing and for the two favs! Enjoy!

Day 3 (Afternooon TV/ Guessing Game)

The first thing Max was thinking when waking up this morning was that now finally he could go anywhere he wanted without fearing to infect anyone. He was sick of isolation!

Of course, he wasn't that keen on spending all the time with his siblings anyway, but not being able to talk or communicate with them at all had taken a toll on him! Today it would finally get better, today…

The smile vanished from his face again, as he remembered everyone was at school. Still alone.

Feeling down, Max searched for his earplugs , putting the Beatles on while hiding himself under the blankets again. At least his headache was bearable today and his pillow quite comfy, so much he had to admit.

Listening to them singing, he thought about how cool it would be to have his own band! But therefore he needed friends. If he just for once would find a friend…but he didn't had so much hope about it.

Later that day:

Phoebe came home late today. Like fifteen minutes. For her this was very late.

"Mom, I ate already at school!" she announced, getting not more than a short "okay!" from her mother who was apparently busy with Billy and Nora at the moment. Good, now she could start her homework immediately.

Sitting down on the sofa the girl's gaze wandered to the TV screen…No! she told herself. Don't get weak!On the other hand she knew her favourite movie was rerunning right now, so…why not watch it for half an hour?

"You deserve it" Phoebe said to herself, trying to make herself feel less guilty. This was time just for her - a rare thing regarding her three other siblings who were always messing with her bigger sister. But not now. She leaned back and enjoyed her program until someone suddenly shook her shoulder.

"AH!" screamed the girl, because she hadn't heard anyone approaching. "Why don't you say something instead of creeping from behind…!?" Phoebe started angrily before she turned around and therefore got her question answered automatically. "Max! What do you want!?"

Her brother was still wearing his sleeping pants and the missing shoes on his feet were probably to blame for his silent arrival.

"I'm watching something, okay?"

He lifted his hand, telling her to wait while he pulled out a notebook from behind his back.

"Maaax, really?" She knew she was being mean, but she would sure miss the best part if he wouldn't hurry up a bit. And he seemed much less pale than yesterday.

Glaring at her, Max crossed whatever he had sketched, and just made a few lines with his pencil before giving her the paper.

"That's just a sad smiley, Max." Feeling this was going to take a bit, she sighed and turned down the volume.

"I'm sad because I can't watch my movie…"she told him, handing the notebook back to him.

He shook his head urgently, then pointed at the smiley again, then at himself. "

You're sad?" she said raising an eyebrow as he nodded.

"Max…" She reached out to feel his temperature. It was indeed still higher than normal. "I'm sure it's annoying, okay? Just try to rest and…"

But Phoebe stopped witnessing how he weakly shook his head.

"What…"

Max pulled out the pencil again and added something to his previous sketch.

"And now? It's…" He gave it back to her. "…a smiley with tears."

So he still was in pain, she thought. And he must feel alone with us gone all day.

"Awww…come here!" Phoebe told him, pointing at the spot next to her. "You can watch the movie with me…"

Come on, at least it was a try! Maybe this would distract him a bit and how could someone not like this scene anyway? He sat down slowly and much closer than he usually did.

"See they just discovered the…"Phoebe stopped again feeling a weight on her shoulder. Max was resting his head against her, clearly asking for physical comfort and even though it surprised her, she didn't back away.

"Okay…"

She put an arm around him, gently rubbing his arm.

"Just try to get comfortable, okay?"

She really didn't know what to do. Maybe better call their mom? But…on the other hand her brother had come to her for comfort instead of anyone else, so he surely had his reasons.

They watched the movie for a few minutes longer, but Phoebe couldn't really enjoy it anymore concentrating more on her twin. First he had seemed calm when sitting down at her side, but now she could feel him trembling under her touch. Accepting her duty she turned off the TV.

"Max? Hey…noo." Her twin was looking at her with big eyes, tears streaming down his cheeks he wasn't able to hold back any longer. It hurt and he wanted it to stop!

"No, you're not going all teary eyed smiley on me now!"

Phoebe didn't know why, but she just knew her brother didn't only cry because of the pain, but also because he was getting frustrated. Max always got easily frustrated and keeping silent for nearly three days in a row, was clearly a bit too much for his liking.

"Shhh….don't" she told him, wiping the tears away with her thumb. "I promise it will pass okay? Just patient…"

But Max shook his head, crying even more at this. He was so done with being patient! He didn't even have the time to feel embarrassed.

Sighing Phoebe pulled him into a hug, soothingly rubbing his back. She didn't want him to cry- when he did all fun was over.

"Max, calm down…"

Easy to say, she knew that.

"Can I do anything to make you feel better?"

Forcing himself to take some deep breaths, her twin nodded while adjusting his position.

"What?"

Looking at her questioningly, Phoebe could read from this that he was asking permission for something and she quickly nodded to give it. "Just show…okay…"

Max had gripped a pillow and put it on her knees before lying down with his head on her lap. She didn't move, but really doubted this was any more comfortable than before. Well…if he wanted it this way.

"Shall I rub your back?"

Max squeezed her hand as a response, happy to be understood for once. Soon the tears stopped completely and he could finally breath and relax some more.

In his opinion- if anyone was ever interested in what he had to say- there was nothing what couldn't be fixed by Phoebe's soft backrubs, but of course he would never tell her that.

So what's going to happen next? I hope you liked it! Leave a review if you want to!