* Huma *
Setting: Isle.
Harry : *coughs * I'm fine.
Gil : You're not. Now sit down.
Harry : Nope.
Gil : You better before uma sees you. She told you to rest this morning.
Harry : I'm just standing.
Uma: You have keys in your hand. Where were you going ?
Harry : * jumps *No where.
Uma: You were running weren't you? It better be to your house. Cause I will tell your mother you're sick.
Harry : No ! I'm sorry I'll go home.
Uma: Good. Let's go.
Harry : Wait why are you going?
Uma : 1 to make sure you get inside without dying 2 someone has to deal with you, big baby.
Harry: I am not a baby. * crosses arms. *
Uma : Yeah okay. * sarcasm. *
...
Setting: Harry's place.
Harry : * under covers. *
Uma : If you don't drink this medicine I will take your hook for a week.
Harry : Alright. * takes it*Gross !
Uma : It was either that or bitter apple flavor. I'm gonna let you rest. * gets up *
Harry : Uma?
Uma : Yes ?
Harry : Thank you. *smiles. *
Uma : Anything for my first mate. * smiles and closes door. *
