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It was currently around 10:30 (22:30) at night. The Captain was asleep but he was the only one.
“I can watch him. You all go get some sleep.”
“You sure matey?”
“It's my job to help any creature who is hurt or sick. Even if that creature is my own Captain.”
“Alright then, but feel free to wake me up if you do need some sleep.”
“I will Kwazii.”
With that all the other Octonauts left and it was just Peso and Captain Barnacles in the room. Peso went over to sit at a table to finish up a puzzle he had started earlier that day before everything got hectic.
Around 3:00 in the morning Peso hears movement behind him and turns around to see Captain Barnacles sitting up in bed.
“Captain? Are you all there mi amigo?”
“What?”
“What's the last thing you remember?”
“Getting into the Launch Bay after getting those samples for Shellington.”
“Okay.. You got heatstroke Cap.”
Captain Barnacles was quiet for a moment before making eye contact with Peso. “I'm guessing you aren't going to let me work for the next couple days.”
“Correct, and If I catch you working I'm telling everyone you argued with a chair and lost.”
“I argued with a chair.. and lost?”
Peso nods. “You were arguing about what color sand was. According to you while you're delirious, it's purple.”
Captain Barnacles moves his paw up to smooth out his fur when he accidentally rubs a sore spot.
“Do you have a bruise Captain?”
“It seems like it.”
Peso grabs a roll of bandages and wraps them around Captain Barnacles’ head before grabbing a sticker and putting it on his shoulder.
“Every patient gets a sticker.”
After Peso lets Captain Barnacles get back to work a few days later, he puts the sticker by the door to his bedroom