Koff Koff koff!

Gamora winced, but held up a hand in greeting. "Hi Guys, just a quick visit from me and Rocket to say that this week's chapter will be a little later than planned due to."

Hur, hur huuuuuuurrrr HURRRRRRRRRRR -splot. Rocket, out of shot yelled "Oh gods, why is there so much phlegm?"

"Due to unforeseen events." She said wincing. "namely, a horrible, horrible cold-type virus, resulting in a raised temperature, sneezing, and , eventually…"

HuuuuuR HuuuuRRRR HuRRRRRR! "and why is it yellow? Oh man that's nasty. It's like Ghostbusters back here!"

She winced. "Hacking cough. Given the Authors history of Asthma, he's taking some time of work, in bed, sick as a dog. He's used the time to write a lot, but he's still not finished quite yet, and he needs his sleep, so keep watching the site." She said, waving to camera, before running to help Rocket with his patient.

"Quick Gamora, you hold him down and I'll hold the pillow over his face before his head can start spinning!"

"Rocket, shut up and get him Lucozade cut with blackcurrant vitamin C tablets, stat!"

Random Sickness music: breathless, by the Corrs