*Mr. Chair's POV*
Cry closed his eyes, and became deadweight. It made me assume he passed out. "You aren't really feeling too good, are you?," I whispered to him. Carefully, I picked him up (while struggling a little bit), and carried him to his bedroom.
Pewdie and Stephano were cleaning up around the room when I came in. "What's the matter wif Cry?," Stephano asked. "He's not feeling well," I answered placing the small man on his bed with a sigh of relief. Shaking out my arms, I covered Cry with the blankets, and patted his shoulder.
"Does he have a fever?," Pewdie asked. I nodded. "It's a low-grade fever, but he does have one," I said. Pewdie nodded. "Alright. Let's get something to cool him off," he said. He left the room and went to the kitchen for a minute. When he came back, he had two wet cloths on hand. He handed them to Stephano.
Stephano lifted up Cry's mask just a smidge, and placed on cloth on his forehead. Then he placed the second one over Cry's chest and neck. "Zere yeu are Cry," Stephano said. "Rest up, now. We need yeu to get better; no one likes seeing yeu sick."
Pewdie turned to me with a sigh. "What happened?," he asked. "You know...before he passed out and all?" I shrugged. "I really don't know," I said. "He got sick, but before that, he said something about liking {Name}."
Stephano nodded. "I zee," he said softly. "I sink Cry's been bitten by ze luff bug. I know ze symptoms." I cocked my head. "Oh? Is he going to get better?," I asked. Stephano nodded. "Of course he'll get better," he said. "Zere's a cure. It's a very simple cure, too."
Pewdie tugged gently on Stephano's sleeve. "What is it, Stephano?," he asked. Stephano placed a hand on Cry's cheek. "He just needs to talk it out wif someone. Jus to get ze fact he has a crush off his chest," he explained.