(Oh my goodness, thank you all for the support! I appreciate it so much and I'm so glad you like my odd little tales! These two are just too cute, I can't handle it. Anywho, (Sorry if Snakey is ooc) here's another story of how Snake literally cannot grasp the concept that Finny is one of the most dangerous people in this manor! Enjoy!)

Breakfast that cool autumn morning was oddly quiet. Bard sat in his normal spot next to Mey-Rin, groggily eating his toast, seeming to be completely oblivious to the silence. Mey-rin, on the other hand, looked kind of concerned about the lack of conversation at the table. As for Snake... He just sat staring at his food, fingers drumming the table.

Finally, Mey-Rin decided it would be best to break the long lasting silence. So she cleared her throat and said. "U-Um, Snake? Is somethin' the matter?"

Before Snake could answer, Bard said. "He's worried about Finny. He caught a cold and now Snake thinks it's the end of the world, ain't that right?" He looked over at Snake, eyebrow raised. He merely got a glare in return.

Mey-Rin smiled kindly at Snake. "Finny'll be fine. It wears 'im out more than anything, yes it does." She tried reassuring him.

The amber eyed man stayed silent and grumpy.

"How many times do I need ta tell ya? Finny's a tough lil thing. He hasn't had a cold in ages coz his immune system's almost as tough as the rest o' him." Bard said with an impatient tinge to his voice.

Snake continued ignoring the cook but looked over at Mey-Rin. "Mey-Rin, would you mind telling Black that I will start my duties once I've checked on Finny? I told him I'd bring him something to eat." Snake said quietly.

A blush stained Mey-Rin's face at the thought of talking to the handsome butler in black. "O-Of course." She stammered out as she daydreamed.

Dipping his head in thanks, Snake stood up and went to the kitchen to grab some food for the ill blond before walking down the long hall that led to his room. He opened the door quietly, glancing over at the bed. There laid Finny, piles of blankets covering him. Snake hesitated coming over until he saw Finny roll over and yawn softly.

"Are you awake?" He called over quietly.

After he asked the question, Finny began sitting up, blond hair completely out of place. He looked at Snake with a tired smile. At that, Snake began walking over with his tray for Finny. He set it down on Finny's lap. He had only grabbed a bowl of soup and a cup of hot tea, thinking it might warm up the optimistic gardener. Finny looked a bit disappointed in the small amount of food Snake brought over.

"Snakey, my stomach's not at all the problem. My nose is just stuffy and I feel cold." Finny tried explaining. He looked down at the soup, eyebrows creased at the little bit of food he could eat.

"That's precisely why I brought warm food." Snake shrugged. "I'm sorry it's not to your liking but I'd rather you eat only icky things for a day and be better the next than you eating sweets and fatty foods and not getting better." He stated.

Finny gave up with arguing and smiled a bit. "Thank you." He murmured as he stared sipping the tea.

"I-It's no problem." Snake stammered, blushing a bit. He sat next to Finny. "Will you be ok by yourself?" He asked gently as he played with the delicate blond strands on top of Finny's head.

"Of course!" Finny stated with a wide grin.

"What if you have a bad dream?" Snake insisted, eyes widening as he thought about Finny panicking all by himself.

He felt a bit more reassured when Finny settled his head on Snake's shoulder. "I'll manage without you for a bit. I'm not helpless, you know. We talked about this." Finny said teasingly.

Snake looked down. Finny still didn't seem to understand his concerns. Or maybe I'm overreacting... He thought hesitantly. He just... He just couldn't get it through his mind that Finny was okay. Without thinking, Snake kissed Finny on the head and tugged him close. He couldn't imagine a day without the gardener. In the absence of Snake's family, Finny was practically all he had and he was NOT losing him, especially not to some illness.

"You look worried."

The sudden voice made Snake jump. He looked down at Finny, who was staring up at him with big teal eyes. Snake let a small smile slide onto his face.

"I was just thinking." He stated simply. He looked down, hesitation in his voice as he said. "I'd better get going." Of course he didn't want to but sooner or later that butler would stomp on in and question why Snake was lollygagging. The footman tried getting up but was stopped when Finny tugged on his sleeve.

"Can you take me outside?" Finny asked. His teal eyes were pleading and hopeful, as if this would be a sure fire way for Snake to give in and succumb to his wishes.

However, Snake shook his head stubbornly. "No way. It's too cold out there." Had Finny gone mad?

"Pretty please? I don't like being all cooped up! Snakey pleaseee." Finny whined, nuzzling Snake's shoulder with his forehead.

As Finny kept whining and begging, Snake found it hard to keep his composure. Finally, he snapped. "Fine! But only for a little bit!"

"Yaaaay! Thank you Snakey!" Finny hugged onto Snake gently.

Wanting to get Finny back in bed as soon as possible, Snake scooped him up, surprised by how light the gardener was. Not helping with my concerns. Snake thought grumpily. As much as he wanted to continue thinking about it, he also really wanted Finny to rest so he pushed the thoughts aside and carried Finny out of their room.

As they made their way to the exit, Snake glanced at the window and stopped. Was that snow? In October?! Snake glanced at Finny, who noticed his annoyed expression.

"Snakey please-"

"No." Snake stated and began carrying Finny back to their room. He knew he shouldn't be babying the gardener so much but if he went out there, he'd most certainly catch a worse illness. "I'm very sorry but you'll get even more sick." He apologized as they reached their room.

He bundled Finny up in the blankets and laid him down. Finny sighed but didn't say anything.

"I'll leave you be. Get some rest." Snake mumbled.

A slight nod was given in response. Finny glanced at Snake, teal eyes warm but weary. "Thank you for taking care of me. I promise you though, I'm fine." He reassured Snake. The gardener sat up slightly. "Can one of your snakes stay in here with me? Only if they want to."

Snake blinked. Such a silly question, they'd all be happy to stay in there with him. However, Snake gave a nod. "I'll go find Wilde, I'm sure he'd like to stay with you." He offered. "I'll be back soon."

Finally Wilde had been found and gladly agreed to 'babysit the sunflower'. Snake rolled his eyes and tried telling him he wasn't babysitting but Wilde ignored him. He took the boa constrictor to his room.

"Hi, Wilde!" Finny waved as Snake walked in with the huge snake around him.

"Hello. Says Wilde." Snake translated.

Tell him I am here to babysit! Wilde demanded. Snake decided there was no way he was saying that so he instead set the snake down beside Finny.

Finny gently stroked the boa's head. "Thank you for keeping me company."

I am a certified babysitter, it is my pleasure. Wilde sat up proudly. Snake had to resist the urge to hit his head on the wall.

"I'll be back around lunchtime, Finny. You just rest and keep warm." Snake said with a gentle smile.

"Bye bye Snakey!" Finny chirped.

"Bye bye, Finny." Snake chuckled. He walked out and shut the door behind him. Once the door was closed, Snake sighed heavily. He better not be stubborn and get out of bed. He thought. Oh well, Wilde will tell me... Probably... I hope.