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Starring Hazel Levesque
Guest Star of Piper McLean

Hazel didn't feel so well, and it wasn't because of the flying warship that was constantly under attack. There was a difference between that nausea and this nausea; that nausea made her feel sick, while this nausea was making her sick.

She squeezed her eyes shut and clenched her fists by her side on the bed. She was supposed to be resting, but she wasn't able to get any sleep. Somewhere on the deck above, Coach Hedge shouted something like a warning to Nico, and there was a huge explosion that sent dust cascading down from the ceiling. Hazel felt some land on her face.

She sighed and swung her legs over the side of her bed, sitting up. She placed a hand on her forehead and realized that it was burning hot.

Obviously fighting twenty million monsters a day aboard a ship that made you throw up every half hour wasn't good on the body or the mind. Hazel groped at her bedside table for a box of motion-sickness tablets, just to remember that neither the tablets nor the table were there any more, as two days previously some monster marched into her bedroom while she was sleeping and tried to eat her. She managed to distract it by feeding it her bedside table, and Jason killed it three minutes later.

She stood and rested against the wall. Her fingers twitched because of her ADHD, and another blast shook the hallways. Something screamed and died. Hazel heard cheering from above.

"Hey," Hazel heard someone say, and turned to find Piper leaning out of her bedroom doorway with tired eyes.

"Whoever they were fighting was just conquered," Hazel offered, and Piper nodded slowly.

"Can't sleep," she told her. "I'm so…"—she yawned, stretching—"…tired, but I can't sleep." She rubbed her eyes. "Don't know why."

"I'm sick," Hazel announced, sniffling.

"Yeah, you look terrible," she said, and began to laugh. Hazel noticed it sounded a bit hysterical. "I probably don't look any better, but I don't care. I just want to sleep."

They heard Nico and Hedge thundering down to their rooms as their battle-shifts ended. Next were Frank and Jason, then Piper and Hazel. (Leo drove the ship.) The girls only had three hours of rest left.

"I need some medicine," Hazel decided, feeling her forehead again. "Do you know where I could get some?"

Piper tried to smile and joke, "Probably the medical bay, where all the medicine is."

Hazel nodded once sleepily. "You get some sleep while you can," she told her friend, and Piper nodded, slipping back into her room. The door closed behind her.

In the medical bay, Hazel opened the medicine cabinet and ran her eyes over her options. She chose those disgusting Advil pills and sat down, popping the lid off and swallowing two.

She gagged. Her eyes watered and she tasted bile. She barely had time to stagger over to a nearby bucket before she puked. Hazel groaned and grabbed a napkin to wipe her mouth, then threw up again.

Once she didn't feel so icky and gross, she stumbled over to the Advil box and checked the expiry date. Of course. October 12, 2010. Why Leo packed expired medicine on his flying warship of 'awesomeness' was a mystery to her. She threw the pack in the garbage as she stormed out. She didn't feel as sick anymore, but maybe that was because she had already thrown up everything she could.

She and Leo would need to have a talk about grocery shopping.

Thumbs up to anyone who realizes what day October 12, 2010 is!

Also, I just got this amazing idea...

Starting on the second verse (so Take Your Toast Out With a Fork and the three lines afterwards), you can try to guess what the characters will be in groups of four. The first person to get an entire verse right gets a chapter dedication and four cookies. But if you want you can try to guess the entire thing...

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