At Who-U
All the subjects were doing fine. All five had successfully developed an immunity to the Whoronoavirus, and therefore, couldn't catch it or feel it's effects.
Good.
Now to get it accepted as a vaccine for the public.
She picked up her phone and dialed the Mayor's personal phone number.
At home
Ned was typing on his laptop with his left hand, his youngest child splayed across his lap, a bottle in his mouth being held by his dad's right hand.
"As your Mayor, it is my duty to present you with a second stimulus check to get you through this tough time." He said as he typed.
Soft suckles came from J. J., the rhythm kept Ned calm. As long as he focused on something else, this virus didn't bother him.
The cheerful chirping of his cellular rang.
There goes his concentration.
Ned snatched his phone from the desktop and looked at the screen.
"Who- University" was written on the screen, along with the number.
Ned pressed the "Accept" button.
"Hello?" He said.
"Mister Mayor, I found it."
Ned recognized the voice as Dr. Larue.
"You found what?" Ned asked, his mind still on stimulus checks and burping babies.
"The cure." was the only thing Dr. Larue said.
Ned nearly fell out of his office chair at that.
J. J. was startled and began to whimper, but Ned put his bottle back on his mouth, which quieted down the boy.
Ned couldn't believe it.
"You found it? You found the cure?" He practically yelled into the phone.
"I did. Can you come over?" Dr. Larue asked.
"I'm on my way!" Ned hung up and ran out of his office.
JoJo just happened to be coming down the stairs when his dad came out of his office.
"Son, I'm glad I caught you!" Ned beckoned to him.
JoJo made a checking sound as his dad shoved his baby brother in his arms and shoved his brother's baby bottle in his mouth.
"Watch your brother for me, I need to go!" Ned ran out the door, not noticing what he did.
JoJo watched, confused, as his dad ran to his car and drive away in a hurry.
"Don't forget to preheat the oven before I get back!" The mayor yelled over his shoulder.
JoJo adjusted his brother to a more comfortable position before he yanked the bottle out of his mouth.
"What was that!?!" He asked, bewildered.
His mouth smacked, the milk from the bottle had leaked onto his tastebuds.
"Hmm, not bad."