Two Pair
The Healing Arts; Herbal Lore
"I hate you," Bluebell sniffled, her voice rough and neesly.
"It's not my fault," Lambo answered. The words knocked the breath out of him and sent him into a coughing fit afterwards.
Ryohei sighed as he walked in, Ipin drawling behind him with a trey containing two steaming bowls, "We did tell you two to keep you're hands off each other until his cold got better."
The duo, Lambo on his bed and Bluebell lying on a cot they'd put his room in order to keep Ipin from catching it as well, just huffed and refused to meet his eyes.
Ipin let out a small laugh as she set a bowl of soup on the small table they'd set up for Bluebell. "It'll be okay. Maybe you'll even recover before Byakuran gets back to Italy, Bluebell."
Bluebell let out a small sound before saying, "I'm sorry about this Ipin. I really was looking forward to our sleepover this week."
"I know." She shrugged as she stood up. "And you! Brother, you weren't even supposed to be getting out of bed."
"I didn't," Lambo groaned, his head pounding from all the conversation. "She came in and we talked-"
"Clearly you did more then talk," Ryohei teased. He ruffled Lambo's hair. "Come on, Ipin. Let's let the idiots get some sleep."
"Alright."
Lambo and Bluebell laid in a silence filled with their sniffled and sipping of the meals once they left.
"This is pathetic," Lambo huffed after finishing and setting the empty glass on the nightstand. "Just get up here. The bed is ten times more comfortable then the cot anyway."
"No way," she answered, turning her back towards him. "You got me sick, you prick."
E/n: Aie aie, sorry this is two days late guys.
This has been a weird weekend for me because of some personal things as well as finally going back to school on Thursday, but I promise 100 Things will be up in a little bit as well.