🍼Little Amity🧃 (Toh Agere) Requests Semi-open

Sick

Prompt: Alador takes care of a small and regressed sick Amity.

I wasn't even really planning on this. I just got an idea and kept motivated.
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It was finally the weekend for the residents of the Boiling Isles. Aladors morning started off pretty well. Ratador woke him up with his little whiskers and he had gotten a full 8 hours of sleep. He decided to make breakfast for everyone. The Blights barely took family breakfasts after Alador and Odalia got a divorce. Though they did celebrate the divorce with cake, they didn't really hang out much as a family.

He decided on cooking Griffin Eggs with minotaur bacon and Virgin apple blood while he waited for his kids to come down. They mainly all woke up at the same time due to Odalia's useless schedule of forcing the kids to wake up at 8:30 every weekend. It was currently 8:24 so Alador had some time to cook.

Breakfast was finished just on time because right when Alador put the last sunny-side egg on the plate, Emira, Edric, and Amity came down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"Good morning, kids, I made Breakfast, so just sit down at the table and i'll bring the food." He told them. Edric and Emira seemed stoked but Amity appeared… off. She was super quiet and didn't greet anyone when she walked in. He didn't get a good look at her appearance since she had her hood pulled up on her hoodie.

Alador set down everyone's food at the table and sat down himself. Edric and Emira made conversation with him and enjoyed their meal but Amity was just staring at her food and hugging her stomach.

"Mittens, are you alright? You haven't eaten anything yet," He pointed out. Amity's face became a bit red. He thought she was feeling a bit guilty because she then started to slice up her egg and bacon into tiny pieces to eat.

"MayIbeexcused," she asked really fast.

"Um, yeah, are you sure you're feeli-" Amity fled the table and ran towards the bathroom before he could even finish his sentence. He noticed how she stumbled as she ran.

"I'll go check on her, you guys can be excused if you're done eating." He set his napkin on the table before standing up and walking towards the bathroom his youngest daughter fled to.

He came up to the door and knocked slowly on it

"Mittens? Are you okay in there?"

However, the response he got was sobbing and retching. He winced as he heard the awful noises.

"I'm coming in," He announced before turning the knob and entering. Amity was hunched over the toilet and crying hard as she threw up her breakfast. Once she spotted her dad she bawled more.

"It's okay, sweetie, just get it out," Alador sat next to her and started patting her back. Amity did as she was told and tried her best. Eventually her stomach emptied and fell into her father's arms.

"I sowwy, d-daddy…" Amity mumbled to her dad.

"Don't be sorry, Mittens. It's not your fault you're not feeling well," Alador knew his daughter was now little. She only called him "daddy" or "dada" when in little space.

"Ok, little one, let's get you back to bed. Do you want a bottle or sippy?" He asked, picking her up and holding her with his left arm underneath her and her head on his shoulder.

"B-bo-B-twle" she couldn't exactly finish the word but Alador knew anyway. He carried her into the dining room where Em was there cleaning up.