•Cherry's Oc/Character one shots!•

why do I deal with you again? [Sick! Lookie and Calc]

It was about 8 in the afternoon.

Calc, who had been typing away at his computer, was peacefully working and listening to music.

The sun was peeking out through his slightly open window.. all was still and calm!

Now, I know what you're thinking..

'Wow! What a perfect time to be productive! He's gonna get a lot of work done today, huh?'

Nope, not at all! You'd be terribly mistaken!

All of a sudden, Calc hears a loud 'CRASH' coming from what he was assuming was the kitchen.

"What in God's name?" He thought, feeling a bit worried.

Concerned, He'd power off his computer and rush down the stairs..

And to his surprise the source of the commotion was...

"LOOKIE?!"
Calc exclaimed, rushing over to his friend.

There were shards of glass shattered all throughout the kitchen floor, with Lookie sitting in the middle of it all.

"Hi Calccc!.." she greeted, drowsily waving to Calc.

"Lookie, are you okay?! Are you hurt anywhere??" He rambled "What on earth were you even trying to do?!"

He'd pick up the spyware by her sweater collar, moving her out of harm's way.

"I was trying to get cheepers their food from off the top of the fridgeeee..."

"Cheeper's food is in the cabinet, Lookie," Calc frowned, looking concerned "Are you feeling well? you're far more out of it than usual,"

Lookie let out a mischievous giggle, "Oh, me?? I'm fineeeee... Just a bit tired.. ehehe!"

Oh, nah, something is wrong- I'm sorry, but we do not giggle! There will be none of that!

"I'm not buying that, not one bit..' Calc said, sternly, "here, lemme just.."

Calc then kneeled down to Lookie's height, pressing his hand up against his friend's forehead.

Yikes, that's no good..

"Gosh, you're so warm.. your face is all flushed too!" He stammered.

Ok, now he's REALLY starting to feel distressed, but it was best to keep it hidden.

Calc has never dealt with taking care of anyone who is sick before, let alone Lookie.

He didn't even know what to do when he was sick, so how would he know in this situation? What if he screws up?! WHAT IF-

"Calcc~?"

"Huh, " Calc looked up, it would seem he had zoned out for a second "What is it, Lookie?"

"You're acting like a starrr!"

"What do you me-"

"You're spacin' outtt~!"

Lookie chuckled at her own joke, almost knocking herself over. Calc didn't find it as amusing as she did though.

He picked Lookie up and began to walk up the stairs.

"Alright, that's it- off to bed with you!"