Mama Nootmare (A fanfic with the bad sanses)

Chapter 15 - Sick

Killer POV:

I woke up in the middle of the night. I immediately realized I was overheating. I sat up and pulled my blanket off. It didn't help much. I checked the time. It was just before Nightmare usually woke us up for school. I was sick. I laid back down. I was not comfortable at all.

"Killer, It's time to..." I heard Nightmare open the door and begin speaking. He must've seen how I looked when he trailed off. "Are you sick?" I weakly looked at him and nodded. "I'll get you some medicine after I get Horror and Dust off to school." He closed the door and left me sickly sitting on my bed, overheating.

~Time Skip~

I had wandered out to the living room because of boredom. Cross was still sleeping. I was watching cartoons and nibbling on some chocolate that was probably Cross's.

"Still want some medicine?" I jumped when I heard Nightmare's voice.

I looked up at him and nodded. He walked off. I yawned. I just wanted to keep watching cartoons. He returned a moment later with a bottle. I watched him pour it into a tiny measured cup as I sat up. He handed me the cup. I looked up at him.

"It's medicine. It'll make you feel better." Nightmare said.

I drank it. It was sort of thick. I swallowed it.

"That was weird." I commented.

"You should feel better though." Nightmare replied.

He sat down beside me. He grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around me. I was a blanket sushi. I giggled. Cross came out and joined us a few minutes later. He became a sushi too.

As some time past by, I didn't feel any better. I just felt more sick.

"Hey Nightmare?" I asked. He looked down to me. "I feel worse than earlier."

"Do you feel like your going to throw up?" He asked.

"I don't know." I honestly replied. I didn't feel good, that was for sure.

Nightmare POV:

I didn't know what to do. I've never encountered anyone getting sick before. I can't get sick, Error can't get sick, Passive is dead, so he can't get sick. But he has been sick before. 'I need to ask him.'

"I'll be right back." I told the kids.

I got up and walked to my room. I went into my bathroom. I turned on the water and splashed my face. The right side, specifically. It stung. I waited until it was completely gone before opening my eye...s.

"Oh. Did you need something Terror?" I heard Passive's voice echoing through me head again.

'How do I take care of a sick child?' I asked him with a thought.

"Why?" Right. He's probably been in the library this whole time. I put a towel against my aching head.

'Killer is sick, and I have no idea what I'm doing. The medicine also did nothing for him.' I explained.

"Huh. I'd have to see him. Maybe I could help you then." He said.

'Your vision makes everything look like blurry potatoes.' I reminded. He laughed.