The second one is that Alan and I are also allergic to walnuts. It causes our airways to swell and close up, so then we can't so then we can't breathe. Luckily, we keep epi-pens in the house at the ready, and everyone carries them with them 24/7. Virgil even put them in every thunderbird just in case something happened while we were out on a mission. Alan found out he was allergic when he had an allergic reaction at school when he had the flu. Only Alan and Fermat knew, but they assumed that the nurse had told Jeff (my dad) and he had told the rest of the family. Apparently, he hadn't spoken to the nurse there, since Paul Hann had another one of his seizures (he has epilepsy) and had to go tend to him. So, the secretary checked Alan out and then had gone home for spring break. A few days later, Gordon had pranked Alan and I (the little prankster) by putting walnuts in both of our salads. Luckily Fermat had seen Alan's salad and had quickly tossed it out and Onaha replaced it with a new one, though Gordon didn't know that. Fermat and Alan didn't look at my salad since no one expected me to be allergic. So when Alan bit into his salad, Gordon was confused when there was no weird reaction of surprise on Alan's face. When there was no reaction, Gordon was dumbfounded.

"But-but," everyone around the table looked at him, curious to what he was talking about. "Isn't there something in your salad? Anything crunchy?"

Alan looked at him, trying hard not to laugh. "No."

We all laughed and continued on with the meal. I bit into my salad and it was really crunchy. It tasted wrong I felt something rashy come over my lower face, around my mouth. I couldn't breath; I had to fight for air.

"Angel, is something wrong?" My father asked, concerned along with my brothers. I stood up and tripped falling down onto the ground coughing. I saw my brothers ad father surrounding me as if there were multiples of them.

"Angel!"

"Angel, say something! Anything!"

My father held me as my lips started to turn a light shade of blue. "Angel, baby. Breathe, come on! Breathe! Stay with me Angel!"

Alan was looking in my bowl. "Walnuts! Fermat, get my epi-pen from my backpack! Its on the floor next to the balcony door in my room. Go!"

Scott was holding my hand, praying for me to stay with them. I could see tears running down my father's face, as Alan knelt down next to my head. "It's gonna be okay Angel. You're going to be fine soon I promise."

Virgil and Gordon looked up at him confused, but then turned their attention back towards their little sister. Alan saw Fermat come running down the stairs with an epi-pen in hand.

"Thank God, Fermat. Virgil move over please." He scooted over to my leg and jammed the needle into my thigh. All of a sudden I could feel the swelling in my face go down and my throat reopening. I could breathe again. I coughed and sputtered, opening my eyes once more. "Daddy?"

I was scared and unsure of what had just happened as my father pulled me into his arms, sobbing. "Oh, Angel! Thank God1! Thank God!"

I hugged him back, crying my own pond of tears, soaking his shirt. I never wanted to let go. Never.

"Wha-what happened?"

"You had an allergic reaction to some walnuts in your salad." I looked up at Virgil, at what he had just told me as he put an oxygen mask to my face. "I need you to take 5 deep breaths and then hold the mask in place. Does anything else hurt beside your face?"

Virgil asked worriedly, as he helped me press the mask against my mouth and nose. I felt some pain in my ankle as I moved it. "My-my ankle. The right one."

Virgil turned to mask over to dad and went to inspect my ankle.

"Hey," Fermat said. I looked up at him as he nudged Alan. "Yo-you're not the o-only one, A-Angel. Alan's a-allergic to walnuts t-too"

I stared at Alan confused, as did the rest of the family. "Yeah," he explained. "Found out last week. That's why I had the epi-pen and came home from spring break early too. I had a reaction during lunch."

"No one told me you had an allergic reaction. Why didn't you mention it? I just assumed you had gotten sick and that's why you were so tired. Why didn't the nurse tell me?" My father questioned Alan, before readjusting the oxygen mask on my face.

Alan looked surprised at dad's response. "The secretary didn't tell you? I didn't tell you because I assumed you knew. And the nurse had to go help Paul Hann because he had one of his seizures." My brothers all looked at him in alarm. "He has epilepsy. Happens at least twice a year."

"Oh."

"You twisted your ankle when you tripped on the chair. I want to get you up to the infirmary right away, okay?" Virgil said as Scott slung the oxygen tank onto his shoulder. I nodded and coughed, Scott looked at me worriedly and kissed the top of my head. "It's okay Virgil's gonna make you all better."

I just gave a small nod and leaned more into my dad. I was exhausted; I just wanted to go to sleep.

"You can go to sleep soon. I just want to do a thorough check. Virgil stated as he stood. "Can you stand?"

"I think so." Scott and Dad helped me stand up and began to lead me down the hall to the elevator, while Virgil and Gordon ran up the stairs to the infirmary. Scott switched to holding the mask to my face as I leaned against them both. Later, after we got into the infirmary ad Virgil made sure I was okay, I fell asleep in my bedroom with Scott and dad by my side. That's what happened.

Gordon had felt awful. I remember walking out of my bedroom in the morning and to immediately hear Gordon crying in his room. I had opened the door to see what was wrong and instead he crushed my in a hug and literally begged for my forgiveness. He felt that guilty, which for some reason made me feel horrible. I told him it wasn't his fault. I would have done the same thing for a prank anyway at some point or another. No one had known I was allergic to walnuts. Thankfully, he got over it. In 2 months. Oh, well.

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