"So we found all our friends, defeated Xemnas, and stopped another Heartless invasion."
Donald and Goofy nodded, looking expectantly at the spikey-haired hero lounging against a palm tree.
"If we did all that, and the worlds are at peace again..."
"Yes?" Donald warbled, impatiently tapping his foot.
"Then why do I feel this aweful feeling in the pit of my stomach? It feels like I'm going to...going to..."
Donald and Goofy quickly stepped back as whatever Sora had for breakfast made a hasty and abrupt return trip. The hero then proceeded to collapse, unconscious.
"Sora!" Donald exclaimed in concern as Goofy cought their friend before he could be reacquainted with his breakfast in the sand.
"He's got a fever, Goofy." The duck observed "One so bad, I can't even fix it with Curaza."
"Well you know." The dippy dawg replied "Sora's house is on the main island...that's a bit far for him to travel right now. I think we better tend to him on this here islet, and right away too! We can use one of them cabins the kids made, and set him up on a cot in there!"
"Good thinking, Goofy!" the royal mage said.
The two friends chose the closest cabin and quickly set up inside, Goofy setting the feverish, unconscious Keybearer on the available cot.
"Don't worry Sora!" Donald assured, casting Blizard on a towel and swabbing the boy's face and shoulders with it "Everything is going to be ok!"