Oh Gosh! I hadn't noticed how much time had passed since I had last updated! I need to get back on track! Let's head into this…peculiar chappie, ok?

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Avatar the Last Airbender, I do however own a fat cat that's never heard of a "diet".

A large thump awakened me from my dark slumber. Immediately, I sensed around for anything out of the ordinary. A small gasp escaped my lips and a confused expression rolled over my face. Why the heck was Deon curled up into a crumpled pile on the floor?

Now, usually, I just would have just pointed at him and laughed my head off at the sight, but after considering the latest dream I had received, I did something I hadn't thought I do in my whole life.

I cared about him.

I rang the alert bell next to my bed that was used to signal nurses of an emergency or needs. This was an emergency as far I saw it. Worry caused my eyebrows to crumple up and the anger to start boiling.

Where the heck were they?

"Arg!" I yelled into the darkness. My usual don't-give-a-crap-about-anyone-or-anything attitude was diminishing rapidly. All these unusual reactions were starting to make me wonder what was happening to me. At the sound of my exasperated cry, the lump that was Deon shifted a little, as if it had sparked him back for a second. Inspired by this, my mouth began to spurt out words at him.

"Deon, you need to get up! Do you hear me? Get up, you lazy good for nothing-!"

I yelled out everything that came to my head. He moved some more this time. Still, no one appeared behind the screen to assist me.

Man, the night shift nurses suck.

"Forget this", I thought aloud as I fruitlessly rang the bell again before struggling against the thin sheet that had some sort of death grip on me. Dang, that nurse can tuck. Once I freed myself, my hand threw the blanket to the side, letting it float to the floor. By the time it had landed, I was upright and standing over him while nudging him with my foot, not sure how to really handle the situation. He moved slightly before going back to his original state of stillness.

Common sense told me he was going to need to get back in bed, so I leaned down slowly and threw his arm over my shoulder and used my hands to support him as I brought him over to his bed. Offhandedly, I noticed there were no blankets on his bed and remembered how quickly my cold dream had become warm. I knew I didn't go to sleep with blankets of my own because I felt like I was going to die of heat stroke while I was sick.

Hmm. That was his blanket.

"Smooth move, player", I told his slightly awakened figure, "You try anything stupid like this again and I'll knock you out myself". A lopsided and painful grin was my response.

I place him on his bed and retrieved his blanket, but he refused to take it. He just pushed it back to me and smiled before going back to sleep (or maybe he slipped back into unconsciousness again). I decided to let him rest.

More and more of the "clean" Deon was showing. I looked over to the open window and swiftly crossed the room to close it. The room warmed a bit, but the cool air still circulated the room. I sat cross-legged on my bed and held his blankets tightly. Then I smelled them. They had a distinct smell of his musk and skin. I looked at it one more time, storing the smell into my mind, before skillfully throwing the blanket at his bed in just a way to make it sprawl out and float down to land on his body.

I grinned. Guess I'm too hard-headed to listen to even a semi-conscious person's request.

Then I groaned as I remember that there were spare blankets underneath the bed. Ugh. He's so stupid sometimes.

I still grinned though.

By the time I had time to rescue Deon, climb back into bed, retrieve a new blanket, and find a comfortable position, one of the night shift nurses had finally made it to our room.

"Oh, these pranksters little rich kids" she said with annoyance before closing the screen again.

I slightly raised my hand and flicked her off with the finger in the darkness of the room. That's when I felt Deon move. He had done the same thing I had just done at the same time with a smug smile on his face before easing back into sleeping again.

Well, there's something we agree on.

Ha! I loved writing the end of this chappie. ^^ Please review if you get the chance, thanks!