Weirdest chapter I've ever written...
Sam shook Danny awake. Groaning, he sat up, and held his side. He was having
trouble breathing. "How long... Have I... Been out?" Sam bit her lip.
"A couple hours."
"What?!" Danny tried to stand up. He nearly fell, and yelled in pain. Sam and Tucker's hands were there to steady him. The people of Amity Park were either sleeping, or sitting, engulfed in small conversations. His parents were talking to Jazz, who looked uncomfortable. Probably asking her about me, Danny thought dully. He opened his mouth to talk to Tucker when coughs racked his body. He spit out blood. Sam and Tucker's eyes went wide.
"Danny!" Tucker burst out. "Are you alright?" Danny nodded. He coughed again, and spit out more blood. Sam pushed Danny into a sitting position.
"Danny, what's wrong?!" Her lilac eyes were wide with worry. Danny shook his head and winced. He had a headache.
"I don't know," he said hoarsely. He was breathing heavily now. "I feel awful." Sam put her hand on his forehead.
"Gosh Danny," she muttered. "You're really warm." He was pale too. Paler than usual. Jazz walked over.
"Danny," she began. "Mom and Dad want to know... Why is there blood on the floor?!" She shrieked. All eyes turned to her. "I mean, oh, just mind your own business!" Danny began to sway.
"Whoa!" Tucker cried, and grabbed his shoulders.
"Thanks Tuck," Danny muttered. Sam began to pace a little bit.
"Danny, does anything hurt?" Jazz asked. Danny nodded.
"My head, my stomach, my back." Jazz bit her lip in worry.
"That can't be good," Jazz muttered. Danny turned a shade of green.
"Can you excuse me a minute?" He asked. Tucker raised his eyebrows, Sam stopped pacing, and Jazz looked at him curiously. Danny turned around, and threw up.
"Ewww..." Tucker muttered.
I know, gross...
~LeiaOrganicSolo