The next morning Kevin woke up and did a double check to make sure it was morning. It was.

It was only 8am but Kevin saw no hope in getting back to sleep so he had a shower and got dressed. He headed down stairs but not before checking on his brothers who were all still sleeping.

Kevin went to the kitchen to make breakfast. He made pancakes (which he make from an already made mixture) while humming to when you look me in the eyes.

"Hey." He heard a voice behind him. Kevin quickly turned around to find a very puffy eyed Joe sitting at the table.

"You look like crap." Kevin said concerned.

Joe laughed, "Thanks bro."

Kevin rolled his eyes and put the back of his hand on Joe's forehead. Joe's eyes were puffy, he was hot and sweaty and looked like he was torn between throwing up and falling asleep.

"Your warm." Kevin commented.

"Yea I know." Joe said.

Kevin rolled his eyes again. Joe wasn't going to make this easy for him. Joe didn't really like being sick because it meant he couldn't jump around and be crazy and annoy people. Kevin knew this, he also knew Joe would make as many sarcastic comments along the way.

"What happened?" Kevin asked.

Joe shrugged, "I don't know, I woke up about an hour ago and I felt all sick and sore and I threw up. I kind of feel like crap."

Kevin frowned, "Nick and Frankie are sick too. With the same symptoms."

"Really? That's weird, we all got sick at the same time." Joe said.

"Hmm." Kevin said thinking to himself. He was worried, really worried. Why were all his little brothers sick and he wasn't? Well thank god he wasn't otherwise who would look after them. But its a little bit odd isn't it?

Kevin to decided to deal with that latter.

"Okay off to bed." Kevin said.

"What?" Joe asked suddenly.

"What do you mean what?" Kevin said.

"Why bed?" Joe pouted.

"Because your sick." Kevin said.

Joe sat staring at him for a while. "You're dead serious about this aren't you?"

"Yes." Kevin said like it was simple which it was yet Joe couldn't seem to get his head around it.

"But..." Joe couldn't find any words to argue.

"Come on Joe, I'll help you get better. You need to rest and don't even try to tell me your feeling fine. I haven't seen you looking this horrid since you were 12. " Kevin said helping Joe to his room.

Joe sighed, "Okay fine. But I better be treated like a King."

Kevin laughed, "Yes Joe you'll be treated like the princess you are."

Joe just pouted as Kevin helped him in bed. "Stay." He said and went to get some medicine.

He came back to find Joe channel surfing. "There's nothing on at 8:30 in the morning." Joe complained.

Kevin rolled his eyes, "I'll put on a movie if you promise to stay in bed."

Joe thought about this, "Alright."

"Okay here take these." Kevin said handing him some medicine.

"Thanks."

"And if you're going to throw up do it in this." He said handing Joe a bucket. Kevin was starting to run out of buckets.

Joe looked at the bucket like Kevin was crazy. "You expect me to puke in the bucket?"

Kevin rolled his eyes, "You won't puke in the bucket but you will puke in the toilet?"

Joe thought about this for a moment, "You make a good point."

Kevin laughed "What do you want back to the future or harry potter?"

"I don't think it matters I'm going to be here for a while."

Kevin laughed, "Harry Potter it is."

"It better be the first one! I like to watch them in order!" Joe reminded him.

"It is. Now I'll come check on you in a bit and bring some food."

Joe made a face when he said food, "You've got to eat something."

"We will get to that when it happens."

Kevin laughed, "I'll be back sick boy, get some rest."

Joe rolled his eyes, "Arlight but make sure you check on Nick. He doesn't do well sick."

"I know, now rest!" Kevin said.

"Okay, okay.' Joe laughed.

Kevin sighed and went downstairs. It was going to be a long day.