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"Uuuuunnghhhh, tsummyyyyy..." Cater groaned, turning to his side to face his tsum, who was currently on his stand. The ginger had come down with a high fever and needed to stay in bed for at least 3 days until he recovered. He was totally fine with it but he can't last an hour or two without being close to Malleus. He can't even stare at his phone for at least a minute or his eyes will burn.

The tsum perked up a little and tried to cheer up his owner by bouncing and releasing a few rose petals in his direction. "W-Wait! No! Ah...ah...ACHOO!" Cater sneezed as a few of the petals brushed his nose, sitting up in the process. He sniffed after brushing off the petals that landed on the blanket and lied back down with a plop. "I needed that though, thanks..." He mumbled, burying his face in the sleeves of his orange nightrobe. The tsum gently hopped off his stand and landed on Cater's stomach, before he went still and began to vibrate, giving him a massage.

"Ahahahahaha...that feels goooood, and I'm getting...really...sleepy..." The ginger yawned and before he knew it, he was knocked out, covering himself with his blanket. Perhaps if Malleus was in the room, he would feel better emotionally? The tsum felt himself get excited...for this was the start of his brand new adventure! Cater Tsum bounced to the desk, where his owner's phone was. Using his stomach, he gently bounced on the screen to power it on.

8:52 AM

Perfect! Classes already started, which meant all he needed to do was enter a classroom, call for Malleus and they'll be on their merry way here! Of course, a good student had an excuse letter for their teacher so before he left, the tsum grabbed a piece of paper and tried to lift a big pencil with his stubby hand. In his best attempt at writing a letter, he hastily scribbled 'Feeling ill. Seeing you would be my best medicine ever 3' Okay maybe that heart wasn't necessary but it could probably persuade him. Cater Tsum rolled the paper and hoisted it on his back before heading to the window and jumping out of the room, landing on the ground upright instead of on his back. Ever since his first time getting out by himself, he had taken a mental note of the route from the dorm to the exit that led to the mirror halls. Surely this time, it would be a lot easier...?

Campus

...except maybe, he just didn't know which class Malleus was in. History? Flight? Animal? Music? Alchemy? Which one is it?

The tsum thought that maybe the first option was probably where he's at so Cater Tsum navigated his surroundings and tried to find a classroom that had mostly third years in it. All the rooms looked identical though, how would he know which year were the inhabitants? Soft squeaks echoed against the empty hallways as he tried to find the dragon, trying to keep the rolled up letter on his back safe.

One of the rooms had an open door and he decided to peer into it to see who were in the room. There was a bored guy with a heart on his face and it was obvious he was battling his sleepiness to avoid getting pawed by the lazy fluffy cat on the teacher's desk. Right next to him was another guy with the spade suit earnestly taking notes and occassionally bonked his seatmate to keep him awake.

Not this room, basically. As he was about to leave, a loud voice rang.

"Professor Trein! I think we have a visitor!"

"Ace! Shh!"

The tsum began to panic and before he could bounce away, he felt himself get picked up by a pair of white gloved hands. "How peculiar." Trein mumbled as he inspected Cater Tsum. "You resemble one of the other creatures that my students also carry in campus." The tsum internally paniced and silently wished to be put down immediately. After a few minutes of being (horrifically) stared at, Trein placed the tsum down and went back to the board. "You may leave but please do not disrupt my class like that again."

Silently thanking the heavens, Cater Tsum left the hallway and decided that his next course would be in the open field where flight class was being held. Wait, did Malleus need a broom when all he can do is just float off the ground? Or is natural levitation not allowed? There were so many questions left unanswered. After a long path of bouncing and occassionally stopping to take a break, the tsum found himself in the grassy area along with a group of students on their brooms. Some were performing poorly while the others were doing aerial tricks.

"Ashengrotto!" The coach yelled, kneeling in front of the student who had crash landed on the ground like a meteorite. "You still haven't improved ever since we started earlier! Again!"

Azul shakily stood up, a few blades of grass stuck to his hair and his glasses crooked. "Y-Yes sir..." He got on his broom again and tried to get it to fly, to no avail. "Argh! Come on!" He groaned. The tsum watched as the octoboy tried to build up momentum and then failing repeatedly. What's wrong with that guy? Why can't he do the basics? Wanting to amuse himself, Cater Tsum decided to climb a tree and stayed on the branch, watching Azul try to impress Vargas.

The best he could do was float 2 meters off the ground and...that's it. Frustrated, Azul began to stomp his feet on the ground and tried to get the broom to at least move in one direction. He succeeded in doing that, at least. But for some reason, it was going too fast and...wait, why is it headed for-

BAM!

The tree shook and Cater Tsum felt himself lose his balance, falling on the ground with a squeak. "Ngaaaahhhh!" The octoboy screamed, as a taller student with a black strand on his hair approached him and helped him off his feet. Meanwhile, the tsum rolled over and inspected the letter to see if it was still in good condition. It was squashed a little but thankfully, that was it. Flight class was a no then, Malleus wasn't here.

That guy in the glasses needs work on his broom skills, too.

Also that other guy was really tall.

Cater Tsum shook off the grass blades that stuck to his body and made his way back inside the building. The science lab was his next choice. God forbid if Malleus was not there as well, that would make him extremely upset and cry plush tears while being swaddled like a baby in his owner's arms. He kept his squeaks low this time, not wanting to disturb anyone in the halls.

Finally, he reached the room that was being covered in smoke every second by the partner teams. Squinting a little, the tsum snuck his way inside, avoiding Crewel and any others who might mistake him for a live ingredient and drop him in the pot. What would happen if he was dropped in one of the concoctions? Would he magically gain the ability to speak? Grow wings? Or...mutate into something horrible?

Luck was on his side, however. For he was able to spot a tall dragon fae with horns and his beautiful activity partner. Cater Tsum excitedly bounced his way to Malleus, producing loud squeaks that were distracting the others, not like he cared right now anyway. Stopping by his feet, he raised his body a little and tugged on the fae's pants legs. "Hm?" Malleus momentarily let go of the wooden ladle and bent down to pick up the tsum.

"Malleus, you know better than to get distracted from work." Vil scolded, but was promptly ignored (the nerve!).

"For me?" The fae asked, pointing to the letter. Cater Tsum bounced in affirmation, watching as Malleus unrolled the paper and did his best to read the messy handwriting. "Ah, so that's why I didn't see him today." He mumbled.

"Malleus! You can take care of that later!"

"Draconia and company!" Crewel yelled, getting their attention. The teacher went near the group of three (or two?) and gave them the look of "What's distracting you?"

"I'm so sorry, Professor but I think Malleus won't stop...ogling the tsum." Vil said, pointing to the father and baby- sorry, I mean fae and his dumpling, having a silent conversation.

"I think I need to visit Diamond. He does not seem to be feeling well right now so please pardon me, Schoenheit." Malleus apologized before promptly disappearing in a green flash while holding the tsum.

"Ah! My hair!"

Back in Heartslabyul

The duo appeared before the sick human in bed buried under his blanket. Right next to the nightstand was a steaming hot bowl of crab and corn soup with egg in it, a bottle with a brown liquid in it, a measuring cup and a glass of warm water, which were not there before when the tsum left. Maybe Trey found out beforehand and left those there?

"Diamond..." Malleus gently shook Cater, who groaned a little in response. "Diamond, wake up."

Cater yawned and rubbed his eyes before opening them, coughing a little. "H-Huh? Malleus? Aren't you supposed to be in alchemy...?" He asked as the tsum went for his arms, snuggling.

"I was delivered a letter by this tsum informing me that you had a sickness." Malleus answered.

"Huh!? T-That sneaky tsummy!" Cater was ready to scold the smug looking tsum before sneezing. "S-Sorry! I probably look like a #mess right now!" The fae simply laughed in response before turning to the nightstand.

"It seems Clover gave you something to eat." He noted and gently grabbed the bottle, which had a note reading 'Drink this. It's mint flavored and it'll help you feel better. -Trey P.S: I know the taste is horrible but bear with it'

"Waah, breakfast in bed. 3" Cater joked, obviously in a dazed state.

"I believe it is for this." Malleus picked up the cup and handed both items to Cater, who began to pull a disgusted face. 'How cute.' He thought.

"Ugh, not this again..." The ginger groaned before opening the bottle and pouring the required amount he needed. Bracing himself for the disgusting taste, Cater brought the cup to his mouth and gulped down the syrup, immediately gagging. "Blegh! Mint flavor, it said! That's a total lie!" He reached for the glass and washed down the nauseating flavor of the medicine.

Malleus watched in amusement as his boyfriend tried his best not to throw up the medicine before making eye contact with him. "Do you feel better yet?" He asked.

"Not right now..." Cater whispered, and grabbed hold of Malleus' hand. "Thanks though, seeing you made me feel happy." He smiled, silently thanking his tsum for fetching Malleus.

"Could you feed me the soup, too?"

"Anything for my Diamond."