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The day before, Blue had made a very specific schedule for that day. He would wake up, stretching, grab a quick breakfast at the café and eat it on the way to his performance room where he'd practice for the recital that night. This recital is the biggest so far, because everyone is going to be there. Not just the flowers and Asgore, everyone. He needed to make sure every move was perfect.
So when he woke up, he was taken aback when he felt sluggish, and had a light headache. Despite that, he got up from bed and changed into his practice leotard. He looked at himself in the mirror. Under his eyes were puffy, and his dreads were acting up. This will not ruin my big day. He told himself, pulling his hair into a ponytail, tying a small bow around the hair tie. Quickly, he takes his foundation and dabs some under his eyes to hide the puffiness. Finally, once he's done, he starts the walk, well actually more of a jog to the café.
Unlike normal, he was more out of breath than usual. Could it have been the air? Possibly. Most likely. He goes up to green, and takes 4 flowery coins out of the pocket in the leotard. Green gives blue a confused look before turning around and grabbing blue a pack of granola and yogurt. “Thank you Green” he says before leaning into his arm and letting out a sneeze. Weird. Green holds up a sign. “you owe me $4” odd.. I just gave him the money? “I just gave you the money” He says, before letting out a sneeze again. Green nods slowly before pushing the coins behind the counter. Blue takes the granola and yogurt before heading to his practice room
He sets on the stretching music before starting his usual routine. He goes through a round of stretches, making sure he doesn't miss one muscle. Wouldn't want himself to get hurt. Especially before tonight. Though, something feels off. He feels more out of breath, and his body is sore. On occasion, a cough would come out. It will be fine, Blue thought.
All until the actual practice started.
He had to keep on stopping, whether it be because he lost the ability to breathe, or for a short coughing fit. Despite this, he still persisted, keeping himself on the same schedule as always.
“Hey Ther’ Blue!” Yellow called out. Blue was in the middle of a break, drinking from his water. “Hello Yellow dearest” He said. His voice sounded..different. Yellow tilted his head once Blue spoke. “You alright bluebell?” He asks. “I will be fine, I have just had an off day today” He says, setting the water on the edge of the stairs before starting again. Every movement was just as he practiced. The turns, the leaps, it was all going well.
Until he fell. He was absolutely fine! And then he felt too out of breath, and ended up collapsing on stage. Before he knew it, yellow was to his rescue.
“Blue! Ar you alrigh’??”, He asks, hopping on-stage and falling onto his knees by his side. “I am alright” He says. He is fine. He has been fine. It is okay. “You sure? You don’t look so gud?” he asks again, putting his hand on Blue's forehead.
“I am sure-” Sneeze.
“Blue you feel warm” Yellow says. “Truly dear I am okay” Yellow sighs quietly. “I'll watch you…” He says, his tone unsure.
He gets up and starts again. As the music builds, so does a sickly feeling in his stomach. Its okay. Keep on going. He thinks to himself. Suddenly, he stops, the overwhelming sick feeling climbing higher and higher.
“Blue?” Yellow calls. He moves closer to the stage as blue bunches over. “Bluebell?”
A loud wrenching sound comes from him as he falls to his knees. He rushes onto the stage and stands behind him, rubbing his back. “Its alrigh” Yellow comforts. When Blue calms down, he stares down in embarrassment. “Stay here. I'll clean up” He says. Blue watches yellow walk backstage, leaving him sitting next to his mess, a horrible feeling left inside. Yellow comes back in with a mop and bucket, and starts to mop it up. Blue quietly sits on the edge of the stage, looking away.
The mop gets set aside, and blue feels himself get lifted up. “Come on, otta go to bed” Yellow says. “Yellow, I have a recital tonight!” Blue exclaims. “Well yer sick! Your not allowed to work when yer sick” He replies, entering Blues room and putting him down on the bed. Blue sighs. “I suppose your right” Yellow moves over to the bathroom connected to his room and blue hears the bathtub starting. “What are you doing?” Blue asks, letting out a cough. “Startin you a bath” He says. “Oh yellow..you dont need to” Blue says. “Well, you always do it fer me,” Yellow shrugs.
Yellow assists Blue in taking off his shoes, then the heavy leotard before taking him to the bathroom. Blue gets in the tub and lets out a sigh of relief, the cold feeling he once had fading away. A sudden touch makes him jump. “Jus’ me” Yellow says, letting Blue's hair down as he starts to wet it, caring for it tenderly.
The amazing bath ended as soon as it began. Yellow assisted him with braiding his hair, and getting his pajamas from the drawer. Finally, he lays down in bed, letting the warm covers lay over him. Yellow kicks his boots off and lays down next to him, wrapping his arms around Blue. “I lov ya, Blue”
“I love you too my dearest”
And for once, he felt at peace