Happy Halloween!
I'm going to try and update all my Regular Show fics tonight!
Chapter 5 -
A few hours later, Thomas woke up to find it had gotten dark out. Slowly, he rolled over to his back and soon found that he was alone in the dark room.
"Guess everyone went to bed or left the park for the night." Thomas said quietly, slowly sitting up.
He felt even worse then he did a few hours ago. His throat was even more sore then it was and his nose was stuffed up too.
"I should probably head home." Thomas got out of the bed. "My mom is probably worried about me…"
Thomas walked over to the door, squinting his eyes in the dark, and opened the door. Slipping out into the hallway, he tip-toed through the hall and down the steps to find Mordecai and Rigby in the living room.
Slowly and quietly, he tried to walk to the door without them noticing.
"Thomas!" Mordecai heard a creek on the floor and looked over the couch to see Thomas.
"Dammit." Thomas muttered and looked over to him.
"Where are you going? You're sick remember!" Mordecai walked over to him, after pausing the game.
"I need to head home." Thomas coughed to clear his throat. "…My mom is probably worried."
"Don't worry, Benson called her and let her know that you got sick and that you're staying the night." Rigby replied, following behind Mordecai.
"He did?" Thomas asked, surprised.
"Yeah-yuh!" Mordecai nodded. "Go back to bed, Thomas. Skips said you need to rest."
"Okay…but," Thomas said quietly. "I'm just gonna get some water first."
"Alright." Rigby shrugged and headed back to the couch.
"If you need anything, just text us and we'll get it for you so we don't wake Pops up." Mordecai suggested.
"Okay." Thomas nodded and walked passed him. 'Yeah so not doing that. I can take care of myself.' He thought.
Walking into the kitchen, he grabbed a glass and poured some water into it from the sink. He also saw some pills on the counter as well.
Taking a few pills out of the bottle, he swallowed them down with the water, hoping he would feel better thanks to them by tomorrow morning.
Going back through the living, he watched Mordecai and Rigby play their video game for a few moments before slowly making his way back upstairs, trying to be quiet while going passed Pops' room.
Shutting the door once inside, he set the cup down on the stand by the bed and crawled back into bed, wrapping himself up in the blanket.
'I'll just stay for the night then tomorrow I'll go home.' Thomas thought to himself as he drifted off to sleep.