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Blu woke up feeling sick Not the kind of “oh I have a little sniffle” type sickness. He felt sick.
He stumbled out of bed and pulled on a jacket. A headache pounded through his head.
But- he couldn't be sick, he needed to be there for his friends! Being the group's main source of defence from danger, he couldn't afford being sick.
‘y’know what’ thought Blu ‘im just gonna have to stick it out.” He slouched out of the tent and walked towards where the rest of the group sat.
“Hey guys! Ready to get going?” Said Blu, surprised at how sticky and gruff his voice sounded.
“Woah, are you ok? You sound sick” Lucy said, looking at him weirdly. “Yeah!” CG added “A sore voice is a common symptom of sickness, For example the common cold-”
“Wait up,” said Blu, “who said anything about having a cold, I'm fine!” He laughed forcibly, ignoring the pain in his head and how warm this goddamn mask is.
He walked over to the tent and started packing it up. He wasn't that sick, maybe he just had a bad sleep. That was probably it.
………..
For the past hour, or half hour, or ten minutes, they had been walking. But Blu couldn't keep track. Everything seemed like some sort of waking dream.
Things swam in and out of his vision. The day was rather wet and cold but he still felt unbearably hot. His face was sweaty and sticky, hair plastering to his forehead.
He swayed on the spot but forced himself on. Feet sticking to the slimy mud, he nearly slipped but regained his balance.
Where he stood was at the back of the group, Lucy charging ahead while CG chatted idly to Mole.
Suddenly, everything went blurry. His knees buckled and he fell to the floor. Lucy yelled out his name, but he felt detached. His vision went fully black and he slipped into unconsciousness.
……..
The next time Blu awoke, he was lying on his back and wearing fresh clothes. He looked around the room and found that he was in a tent. His tent.
Next to him, Mole was taking his temperature and Lucy and CG sat at the edge of his bed.
“He's awake!” Said Lucy to Mole ecstatically as she moved towards him at lightning speed. “ We were all so worried! Why didn't you tell us that you were sick!?”
Blu felt guilty, he had caused all this worry. “Hey, I'm sorry I scared you kiddo, but I was just trying to not hold us up.” Lucy stared down at him “If you feel sick, we should wait until you feel better, then we could probably cover more ground the next day!” Blu nodded.
“Oh!” Said CG “I have an idea, why don't me and Lucy make some tea!’ Lucy smiled “ that's a great idea. The two rushed out the door, leaving Blu and Mole alone.
Blu looked at the clean clothes he was wearing “How did I even get in these anyway?” Mole flushed a bright red. “I'm sorry! Me and Lucy both thought you'd be more comfortable in clean clothes- not ones covered in mud.”
Blu smiled from under his mask. “Thanks, these clothes are nice.”
Lucy and CG burst back into the room with tea. Handing Blu a piping hot cup of it. He gulped down the scorching tea and lay back.
He still felt ill, but substantially better than at the start of the day. His eyelids began to droop and soon he drifted away into sleep.