The next day, Otto woke up and found that Topsy was still sound asleep. He reached over to touch his head again and sighed. Topsy was still running a fever; however, it has come down quite a bit since the previous day. However, Otto still couldn't help but worry about him. Moments later, Topsy woke up and looked over at Otto.
"Good morning," Topsy stated with a yawn.
"Morning? More like afternoon; you slept all the way through the morning," Otto said.
Topsy groaned in annoyance. He tried to stand up; but, his muscles were very stiff.
"I can't wait until I can move again," Topsy claimed.
"It'll take a while before you can move around; however, you still have a fever; but, it'll be gone before you get full use of your legs again," Otto explained.
Topsy smiled. He somehow knew he was getting better since he didn't get any chills throughout the night. After a while, some of the herd came by to see how Topsy was doing.
"Hi Dad; how are you feeling?" Cera asked.
"A bit better; all I have now besides the achy muscles is a low fever and stomach pain," Topsy answered.
"It's good that you're getting better," Cera stated.
"Really?" Topsy asked.
"Of course, dear; you really had us worried sick; it's a good thing you survived; we wouldn't have known what we could have done if you died," Grandma explained.
"I only survived because you risked your neck to go out and find a cure; but, I still can't believe it; even though what you did was incredibly selfless," Topsy told her.
Grandma couldn't believe that Topsy was saying that he seemed unimportant. To her; he is one of her best friends, a threehorn she has known since he was a lonely six year old kid with a few friends.
"I risked my neck out in the Mysterious Beyond so I can help save you; dying by poisoning is not a nice way to go; dying in your sleep amongst the people you love is better; since it's a peaceful and painless death; you mean a lot to this herd; and you still have a family who loves you; think about your grandmother; if you died; she would probably have died of a broken heart," Grandma explained.
Topsy sighed and nodded.
"Thanks for saving my life; I also like to give my thanks to Littlefoot, Cera, Dinah, Petrie, Mr. Thicknose, Otto and Kenneth; without you guys; I wouldn't be here right now," Topsy said.
Just then, Grandpa smiled down at Topsy.
"We couldn't let you die like that without trying to save you first; by the way, Otto did more for you than I did; all I did was gather the wet tree stars and placed them on your body; on Otto's orders," Grandpa explained.
"I count that as being helpful," Topsy told him.
Grandpa nodded.
Topsy was hoping that the next week and a half would go by fast. Once the evening rolled around, Otto told Topsy that his fever was finally gone. That made the threehorn feel much happier; however, he would still have to take it easy. He even felt hungry enough to eat some tree stars. Otto had gathered some tree stars and set them at his paws. Topsy started eating the small pile one by one; he didn't want to irritate his stomach by eating too much and too fast. Even though it has been a while since he had something to eat besides the healing flowers that were brought to him.
