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Migraines were not unusual for the oldest of the three siblings. It was something that came at random at any time of the day and would last for two days if he was lucky and four if the world wanted him to suffer.
The worst part was that no pill would help relieve the pain. The only thing he could do to help was to sleep but it was hard to sleep through the day when you have been doing it for the last two days.
His mind was screaming at him to close his eyes and fall back into blissful nothingness but he was just not tired. He nonetheless stayed in bed in silence while concentrating on anything other than the pain.
His brother and sister learned long ago to let him rest and to be quiet at times like these. They were of course always worried for their older brother but they knew the best thing for him was quiet and rest.
Yakko just laid on his bed with his arm across his eyes he listened to the quiet whispers of his siblings.
"I don't think that's where it goes Wakko."
"Oh? I was so sure."
"No, it doesn't fit well. Just pick up a different piece for now.
"Okay, I guess."
"Don't worry, I am sure you will find the correct place for it. You got a lot better at puzzles."
"REALLY? You mean it?!"
"Shh! Not so loud!"
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay, just try to stay quiet. We don't want to wake him up."
"I just wish he would feel better."
"Me too. It's the third day in a row. It must be one of the bad ones."
Grimacing at this Wakko looked over to where his older brother was resting. He wished that he could help his brother in this situation.
A warm hand suddenly landed on his and he looked back at Dot with unshed tears.
"He's going to be okay. He will sleep through it and he will be back to the normal Yakko in no time."
"Why does he keep getting them?"
"I wish I knew, but Scratchy said some people and toons just have migraines more often."
"But why him?"
Both younger Warners looked down at their unfinished puzzle on the table. More than half of the pieces scattered about or still inside the box. Neither one moved to continue with piecing it together.
Yakko just listened to the silence and was about to maybe drop back into sleep when suddenly he heard whimpering and sniffling coming from the table. He slowly sat up in his bed (he changed his ballpit into a real bed when he had migraines) and saw his younger brother shaking in the arm of his sister. The girl holding him also had silent tears running down her face.
The older brother instinct flared up inside him to go and make his younger siblings feel better and to hold them close until they calmed down. His splitting headache had other ideas. Just as he was about to get up a painful throb made him groan and close his eyes. As he opened them again he saw both of the younger ones staring at him in worry and shame.
"Did we wake you up? We didn't mean it." Whispered Dot just loud enough for Yakko to hear.
Wakko stayed silent as he still sniffled and stared at his older brother.
"No. Just couldn't sleep anymore."
"Does it still hurt?" Asked Wakko in a small voice.
"Yeah." Came the short answer and both of them grimaced as if they too were in pain. There was no use in lying to them since they would see through it in an instant.
None of the two moved to get up but Yakko smiled knowingly as he saw them fidget on the chair.
"You wanna cuddle?"
Not even answering the two jumped from their chair and ran over to their sibling before getting on either side of him on the bed.
The oldest Warner simply pulled the covers up and around the other two.
Wakko pushed his face into the crook of his neck and still sniffled occasionally. Dot just snuggled close and laid her head on his chest, content to listen to his heartbeat.
"Don't cry sibs, you know it'll go away."
"We know but it's so unfair."
"Yeah it sucks but it could be worse."
"How?" Asked Wakko and Dot at the same time.
"I could be alone without you two to make sure I am okay." He said as he pulled them both closer and nuzzled their noses with his own.
Both of them giggled a little at that and then went back to snuggling their older brother.
Yakko closed his eyes and let out a small grunt as he got a nasty reminder from his head to not move it so much. He could feel both his lil brother and sister holding onto him more as they heard this.
Quiet settled into the tower as all three Warners laid cuddled together on a small bed.
Even though Yakko hated having these migraines it was nice to have his loved ones there to help him through it each time.