The pink dragoness ran through the door, she stopped for a second and turned around.
"Flame…. Where'd you go?" She asked.
There was silence and then Flame ran in.
"I'm here, Ember." He huffed. "You run faster than me."
She smiled proudly, I guess it's a good thing to be faster than you boyfriend. Flame walked to her side and put his paw on top of Ember's. Then, they noticed the bed and the smell. Ember revolted to the disgusting smell. Spyro was embarrassed.
"Yea, sorry if the room smells a bit… you know."
"Disgusting?" Flame asked.
"Cynder peed the bed. I'll remove the covers soon, once I figure out a way to move her without disturbing her."
"Can't she move herself?" Ember chuckled.
"No, her sickness made her weak."
"Oh…."
They stood around the bed. They almost cried watching Cynder sweat, cry and struggle just to move a paw. She knew they were watching but, she could even talk. Even though Spyro attempted to get a word out of her. All she could do was groan in pain and misery.
Well, after trying to stay in bed, but the noise across the hall kept us up…. We decided to see what was going down. We did not know it was Cynder's health that was going down. We knocked yet, again on the already opened door.
"Come in guys." Spyro said. Just to say I did not expect company. The whole room stared at us, well almost except for one. The moment we walked in though, oh boy my nose fell off…. John covered his nose with his hands. Steve, well just stood there.
"Hey, what's it smell like?" He asked me.
"Like pee!"
"Glad my nose does not work…."
He smiled behind us. Eventually the odor died down. We looked at the crowd. They all looked at us.
"What's with the downed faces?" John asked. After that Spyro walked to us rather slowly and downy.
"Cynder's even worse, she can't move, talk or anything."
"Really?"
Spyro looked back behind him. Cynder, in the soaking bed, still whimpering and moaning. He looked back at us teary eyed.
"I need a moment…" He said tears dripping on the floor. He trotted to the bed and sat down. Crying over Cynder. I looked to the other's
"We are going to go now, I suggest you should too."
John and Steve scratched their heads.
"Come on you two that also means you." Aqua called.
I lead them to our room.
"Ok we need to figure out how Cynder got sick."
Bolt stepped up to us.
"The dragon's at our tower had food poisoning… even my darling Aqua was affected."
Aqua blushed in the crowd.
"There could be a possibility a real illness was hidden amongst the symptoms of food poisoning." Ember said.
"That could…. But who was the worst of it?"
Then we heard a voice.
"Me, Goodness I probably threw up every five minutes." Aqua said.
After that I dismissed the little meeting we had.
"Well, what are we going to do?"
I had an idea, but it might sound crazy.
"I'll have to reveal a secret…." I whispered.