Emily looked at C.G. worried, "They went to gather some soil samples like your father asked. Are you okay? You look sick," Emily said, cocking her head to the side.
C.G. looked up, for her head was hidden in her arms on the table top. "Affirmative," Emily passed the warm tea to C.G., who could barely hold her head up to drink it. "Mmmm, thank you," she said weakly.
"I'm getting the MediScanner, stay here," Emily said, happy that what she said seemed to have blown over. She hurried out of the room and came back with the gadget. "Let me take your temperature," Emily waved the MediScanner over C.G.'s forehead, hoping she was using it correctly.
"Is it bad?" C.G. asked. From the sound of her voice her nose was stuffed.
"101" Emily replied. "You probably have a cold."
"That's strange. We discovered the cure for that decades ago..." C.G. said partly to herself.
"Well, maybe the flu then, though
it is out of season..." Emily said. "Whatever it is you
should treat it the same. I recommend postponing the mission."
Emily new that C.G. would not be glad to hear that news. She only
once postponed the mission, and that was for the safety of the entire
crew.
"I agree," C.G. replied sadly, as she took another
sip of the peppermint flavored water. Truth was, C.G. had been
longing for a reason to procrastinate after what happened to the
tree. "But what shall I tell my father?"
"You don't have to tell him anything. The food crop needs to grow some more, doesn't it?" C.G. nodded, as she rested her head on her hands. Emily looked at her. "You need some rest. Go sleep some more."
C.G. stood up reluctantly. She swayed a bit, feeling uncomfortable on her legs. "I can't leave you alone,"
"I'll manage. There are some things I've been planning to do anyway!" Emily replied as she smiled. She had quite a lot of chores she felt needed done, most of them Squibby related. She mainly had to scrub all the slime residue out of the bed sheets.
"And the crew, without a captain." C.G. said again, her head bobbing around a bit.
"We are postponing the mission any way. Go sleep."
"But-" C.G. tried to say because she hated being a burden.
"Now!" Emily pointed in direction of the bunks. C.G. sighed, sneezed, and followed directives. C.G. woke up a couple hours later. Though she was not feeling refreshed and well again, she had recuperated enough strength to stand up. Emily was playing with Squibbon and turned around when she heard footsteps.
"They have not returned yet?" C.G. asked as she sat down. Emily shook her head, but she wanted to take this time to talk to C.G. Emily never really hung out with C.G. and felt like getting some girl bonding done. Emily was missing her friends a lot. Emily decided to start talking first. "You know what my mom used to do when I was sick?"
The conversation continued for a while. They laughed and talked for what must have been an hour until this subject was brought up. "So you have the hots for Luis, huh?"
C.G. looked at her confused. "I am running a fever, but I wouldn't wish this sickness on anyone!"
Emily rolled her eyes. "No, I meant do you have crush on him?"
"A crush? Is Luis okay?" C.G. said as her eyes widened.
"Luis is fine. A crush is when you like someone in a special way. More like you love them, normally in a much milder tone," Emily tried to explain.
"Oh..." C.G. said with her stuffed nose. She looked down, "well for me to answer that you'll have to answer a question for me."
"Yah?" Emily replied, anxious to here the answer.
"Do you have 'the hots' for Ethan?" C.G. said with a mocking expression on her face.
"C.G.!" Emily yelled as the girls started laughing. Then the guys walked in to the sight and looked at each other with questions on their faces. They high-fived behind their back though, for their plan had worked.
"So I'm guessing you made up?" Ethan asked as the girls caught their breath. It took them a while "Are you guys okay?" Ethan asked, seeing that C.G. was almost gasping for air.
"Yah, it's just a little hot in here," Emily stated as the two cracked up again. Luis and Ethan shrugged at the scene. No matter what you do or where you are, girls would be girls.
TO BE CONTINUED