It's been done before but whatever.
I think then I do.
Enjoy!
03: Medicine
Fox never expected all of them to be so easily defeated, practically rendered useless. They were the most talented fighters across the universe, capable of bringing an end to terror of all kinds. They were strong, they were smart, they were nothing to be taken lightly. It felt as though they were almost invincible.
"Achoo!"
Almost.
The back of his head met the warmed surface of the pillow with a smack, and he couldn't suppress the groan that escaped his lips.
When was the last time he had a cold this bad anyway?
It was ironic in a way; so many of them there had looked death straight in the eyes, been beaten senseless, and tortured no less, but all it took was the seasonal bug to make its dastardly way around their living quarters to knock the majority of them flat.
The door creaked open, and a blonde slipped in, her eyes trained on the bottle she was holding in her hand. Her forehead was creased and lips were slightly parted, barely moving as though she was reading the label in front of her.
Again, the cold knocked the majority of them flat.
"I thinkā¦" Pikachu began, still reading the medicine bottle. Her other hand held a glass of water, and with each passing moment, her wrist lazily tipped it and Fox feared for when she wouldn't notice that she tipped it too far that the water would end up all over the carpet below.
"I think this should help with the fever," she finished, opening the bottle and pouring out two small tablets. She held her hand out to the vulpine, who is response opened his, allowing the girl to drop the pills. Her other hand holding the water shot out next, and Fox mumbled a quick thanks as he grabbed it, tossing the medicine into his mouth and following up with the water.
"You sure you don't want to become a doctor?" Fox offered a smirk. "You sure seem to know what you're doing there."
Pikachu stuck her tongue out at him. "Make fun of me all you want, but we'll see who has the last laugh when you recover thanks to me."
She tossed the bottle onto the side table, ignoring the way it landed and rolled into the lamp occupying the space.
"Besides, I'm so used to using berries and potions that these other kinds of medicines are so confusing. Did you know we have like five different options for treating a fever in the clinic? It's ridiculous. I had to get Peach to help me figure out the best one for you."
Fox rolled his eyes. "Of course Peach isn't sick. She sterilizes like that's the real reason she's here."
There was a brief pause, and as soon as the thought came to a screeching halt in the forefront of his mind, it escaped his lips.
"How are you so healthy anyway?"
"Because," she began, the kind expression being replaced by one of pure smug.
Damn her.
"I try to be careful with who I spend so much time around."
He instantly knew the pointed statement was directed at him ignoring the warnings from Dr. Mario to avoid continuing training with Falco a few days prior. The avian had fallen ill and picked up a rough fever, marking the start of the downfall of everyone around him.
She was right but he couldn't ignore the annoyance that bubbled up in his chest. "Well aren't you ju-"
His statement was cut off by a coughing fit, his body being thrown forward almost violently. His ears burned slightly, annoyed that it came on so suddenly and unexpectedly that he didn't get the chance to cover his mouth, and instead had to settle for coughing out in the open in front of the blonde.
Pikachu gave him a small smile, and her eyes softened, sympathy flashing across them.
"Hopefully you feel better tomorrow."
He nodded but said nothing, settling for leaning back on his bed and yanking the covers up to the middle of his neck.
She shifted back and forth between her feet, twisting her body ever so slightly to look around the room. The silence grew heavy, and Fox began to secretly hope she would do something to break it.
"Do you want me to go?"
"Huh?" He blinked, unsure he heard he correctly. He felt his senses slowing, and a groggy sense of comfort spread through him like a wild fire.
"I can go," she repeated, the small smile still present on her lips. "You look like you're about to pass out."
"I guess I am," Fox conceded, and raised on of his hands to rub at his eyes.
Whatever was in those meds was definitely coming into effect now.
He blinked and then realized she was already half way out the door, her finger resting on the light switch.
"I'll check on you in a few hours, okay?" She didn't bother looking, settling for calling back to him over her shoulder.
Fox breathed out, sinking further into his bed. "Sounds good. Thanks."
A full recovery met Fox only two days later, and the vulpine was eternally grateful for getting over the bug so quickly. He noted that a large portion of the other afflicted residents were lucky enough to have the same fate as him, and soon the dead mansion was once again back to the usual liveliness it had once before.
He rounded the corner, pulling his shoulder in to make sure to avoid bumping into the wall- he didn't trust himself to not accidently dump the entirety of the water he was carrying post collision. He already lost a bit of it just from the journey from the kitchen to the residential quarters.
Fox stopped at the door that led to his destination, turning the knob and letting himself in. The room was dark and the lump under the covers confirmed his suspicion that she was hiding in her room.
"How you feeling?" He asked, unable to prevent the smile from spreading across his face.
Pikachu groaned, pulling the sheets over her head, letting the blankets muffle her speech.
"What do you think?" She sneered, and he let himself laugh in return. "Like shit."
He walked over to the side of the bed, sitting down on the edge of it and placing the items he had been carrying on the side table.
"Well, the best advice I can offer you is something someone very intelligent told me a while back."
"Oh yeah?" She challenged, peeking out from the hole she made herself within the blankets. "And what would that be?"
He smiled at the girl, and she felt her stomach drop.
"You should probably be careful with who you spend so much time around."
A louder groan left Pikachu, and Fox laughed louder this time, watching the covers once again get tossed over the blonde's head.
