The Darkest of Nights

A darkish night

~' Skid's POV '~

       I woke up feeling quite ill my head felt funny. Like little bees were buzzing around in there making it hard to see a bit, and my head hurt. I wanted to talk to Pump, but then I would have had to leave my room and I don't think I'll be able to make it to the park before fainting. I just hope Pump comes over because I didn't visit. Yeah, that would be nice.

      It's been a few hours no one's home mums at work and who knows where my brother is. I just laid there I don't know what to do. Suddenly I heard a knock at the door I slowly inched myself out of bed and wrapped myself in my blanket then opened the door. Oh, thank the lord it's Pump! I hugged him, he seemed upset. "W-" I tried to ask him what was wrong but simultaneously I went into a coughing fit.

~' No one's POV '~

       Pump looked alarmed, "Skid! Are you ok?!" Pump took a worried expression and tried to help the shaking Skid. "Oh no, are you sick where's Mrs. Lila?" Pump asked as he helped lead Skid back to his room and tuck him in bed. He ran his fingers through Skid's hair obviously he hadn't gotten into costume since he could hardly reach the door.

       "Mum's at work," Skid spoke quietly and coughed a bit covering his mouth as he did so. Pump nodded and went to Skid's kitchen to look for really anything that could help. Nothing, maybe Lila was also going to go to the pharmacy after work. No, Lila had no idea Skid was sick. It's just unfortunate timing. Pump made some soup and tea the best 'remedy' he could think of and brought it to Skid. 

      "Here I made some soup and tea," Pump said as he placed the bowl that stood on a plate and set the tea on Skid's bedside table. 

      "Oh th-" Skid was interrupted by a sneeze and he covered his nose. "Excuse me anyways thank you Pump!" Skid said as he sipped the tea and carefully ate the soup as to not burn his tongue. "So why were yo-" Skid started coughing a bit, "sorry why were you upset earlier?" 

      "Oh, my cat wound up dead not sure how but her, her belly was ripped open.." Pump felt tears fill his eyes and Skid hugged him.

     "Oh," Skid sneezed and turned his head. "Excuse me but I'm sorry she was a sweet cat." Skid looked down and laid back down flat on his back.

    "It's fine she was old anyways it was either that, or she was going to die of old age," Pump spoke quietly and sat next to Skid. "Where does your mum keep the thermometers? I want to see if you're sick or it's just a migraine," Pump asked softly.

   "It's out of reach I should be fine until mum gets home," Skid said with a yawn. He coughed a few times and turned on his side and sniffled.

   "Alright just let me know if you need anything," Pump smiled and sat on the other side of the room. Skid didn't need much help unless he was thirsty, and Pump would bring him a glass of water occasionally. 

    "Pump, I love you," Skid said under his breath before deciding he should sleep to get some energy Lila was almost home so Pump also went to sleep but not before saying one thing.

    "I love you too Skid," he smiled over at him.