Chapter 12
The Sick Day
Roka: Good morning Krystal! Everyone is out today, they have to be working on something, ya know, missions and what not. What are you doing today.
Krystal: Uhhggg, I don't knooow.
Roka: Hmmm? You don't look too well. You look a little red for a blue. (puts hand on forhead) Wow, yer burning up!
Just then Krystal got a lillte woozy and passed out, her face on the dining table.
Roka: (spinning around in circles) OH NO OH NO OH NO OH NO OH NO!! I KILLED HER!! WHAT DO I DO?- WHAT DO I DO?- --WHAT DO I DO?- WHAT DO I DO?
Krystal: Unnnh, I'm tired... Keep in dooownnn.
Roka: OH! Good yor're alive!
Roka picks her up and takes her to her bedroom and sets her on her bed. He rushed to the kitchen, grabbed a towel and a bowl and filled it with cold water and camed back to her room and put the wet towel on her head.
Krystal: Ohhh, that feels good, thanks Roka.
Roka: No problem! Need anything else?
Krystal: Just stay here for a while, at least till I fall asleep.
Roka: Sure!
He stayed there alright, the little worry-wort stayed by her bae for five hours patiently waiting for her to get better. By this time Fox had retured from whatever it was eh was doing. He headed to Krystal's bedroom, It was late so he thought he'd check to see how he was doing. He saw Roka sitting in a chair keeping his eye on Krystal as she slept. He saw the towel and the water bowl and concluded that she had a fever. He didn't interrupt just yet, he was too shocked to see that Roka was a little gent, he'd never done something like this before. Fox smiled and went to the bridge to check his mail and other things. He came back some hours later and saw Roka sitting in that chair. Fox was astounded, how long had he been there? Has he even moved?
Fox: Hi Roka, what are you doing here? (a little non-chalant)
Roka: yawn... Oh hi Fox. Krystal has a fever, so I'm staying here to make sure she gets better.
Fox: 'How long has he been here? I wonder?" Hey Roka, do you know what time it is?
Roka: Not really, oh its eleven-thirty alreday? I should get some breakfast, I forgot. Hehe.
Fox: "What? He's been sitting here since the morning? Thats means he was here for, whoa." Hey Roka, it's eleven-thirty PM not AM.
Roka: Huh? Oh, ok then. 'plop!'
Little Roka falls out of the chair and land un-gracefully on the floor. Fox picks up the tired vulpine and takes him to his err, room. (Glorified closet remember?) He lays him on his bed, fast asleep. The next morning Krystal wakes feeling much better.
Krystal: Good morning dear!
Fox: 'Morning Krys!
Krystal: Hey, Roka is usually up by this time, where is he?
Fox: He's probably still in bed.
Krystal: Ok, I'll go check.
Krystal heads down the main hallway to Roka's room. She opens the door and finds his slender body sprawled all over the bed. It was quite funny to look at.
Krystal: Roka? Wake up. It's almost twelve.
PLOP! He falls out of bed and picks himself up.
Roka: OH! Good! You look much better, but Krystal, it's midnight, you should be in bed.
Krystal: What?
Roka: Fox said that it was eleven thirty just a few minutes ago. Hey! How did I get in my room?
Krystal smiled and put his arm around is neck, and have him a kiss on the cheeck.
Roka: (Blushing quite out of control) Hey! What was that for?!
Krystal: Oh nothing. "Thank you Roka. wow, did he really stay by my bed for that long?" Come on, let's go eat breakfast.
Roka: At midnight?! SWEET!