Andy's Apple Farm: Dolce's Game

SIDE CHAPTER #3: A DAY IN RECOVERY

PREMISE: Andy is ill with a slight cold and Dolce has an "unusual" way of making sure he stays off his feet for the day while she tends to his duties.

(*Following events takes place after Chapter 10: Dreams & Nightmares [pt. 2])

A/N: THIS MINI CHAPTER DOES CONTAIN SOME LIGHT ELEMENTS OF FLUFF/ SMUT--IF YOU WANT TO CALL IT THAT...(BUT ITS ALL IMAGINARY FOR THE MOST PART.) JUST WANTED TO TOSS THAT OUT THERE IF YOU'RE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THAT STUFF.

Enjoy~!

"Dude..." Felix's voice was faintly heard. "Hey man, wake up." He said kicking Andy lightly with his foot.

Andy groaned and stirred from his sleep. He slowly pushed himself up, still looking quite tired.

"Felix...?" He asked rubbing his eyes.

"Yeah dude. Surprised to see you laying around out on the docks so early."

"The dock?!" Andy shouted as he fully became alert, startling poor Felix in the process. "What happened?! How did I get out here?!"

"Beats me man. But don't be losin' your marbles so early in the day." he cautioned setting down his fishing gear. "By the way, how's Dolce doing? Haven't seen her since yesterday."

"Oh my gosh Dolce-!" Andy remembered. He was sleeping next to her in bed to keep her company before mysteriously waking up out here of all places. But how was she feeling right now? What happened If she started feeling sick again?!

Not wasting anymore time, he took off running back towards his house, leaving Felix stumped and in shocked at his sudden departure.

"Well...Catch ya later then...I guess..."

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The front door was swiftly unlocked as Andy BURST inside his home.

"DOLCE-?!" he called out.

He looked around the living room. She wasn't there.

He hurried into the kitchen. Maybe she wanted something to eat...

...She wasn't there. He was starting to get worried now...

What if she was in even worse condition than she was last night? What if she woke up and noticed he wasn't in bed with her and left to go searching for him?! She was in no condition to-!

"-Oh, morning Andy~." He heard Dolce's pleasant voice speak.

He looked to his right and saw her coming down the steps from his bedroom, now dressed in her charcoal-gray turtleneck and blue jeggings.

A wave of relief washed over him.

"Oh thank goodness..." he thought to himself.

"You sure got a head start. I wanted to say thanks again for looking after me last night. Sorry for giving you guys a scare." she apologized, walking towards him.

"It's no problem at all. I'm just glad you're feeling much better now. Did you eat anything yet? I can make someth—ACHOO-!"

Andy sneezed so suddenly it made Dolce jump back in surprise. She then noticed him slumping a bit as he leaned against the wall for support, looking somewhat fatigued.

"My God...Andy you look terrible.." Dolce said, going up to support him. She touched his forehead. "Your head feels a bit warm too..."

He sniffed, wiping some snot from his nose. (?) He straightened himself, trying to make it look like he's alright. He gently pushed her hand aside.