She-Ra fics (2018)

Family 1/6 - What happens when you're sick? (sickfic)

As Force Captain, Adora is in charge of her squadron. She has to take the fall for their mistakes, the punishments for their failures, and the praise for their accomplishments.
Though there isn't a lot of that last one...Lonnie gets sick; Adora helps.

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"Adora?" Lonnie mumbled. "What're you doing?" She wiped her eyes. Adora grunted as she stood. "Checking for a fever," She dusted her knees with a soft sigh. "There's a bug going around. I need to make sure none of you has it," Lonnie watched through hazy eyes as Adora felt the foreheads of each of the groups; Klyle, Rogelio, and Catra. She then placed her own hand against her head. She cursed. "It's me, ain't it?" Lonnie asked, semi-awake now. Adora winced. "Yeah,"

Lonie groaned. "D'ya know what bug it is?" She sat up. Adora crossed her arms, leaning against the door. "Sinus, I think. A few of the Force Captains have it, Scorpia included," She explained. Lonnie groaned. "Why do they get away with it? Why do we get into trouble when it's not even our fault?" She exclaimed. Adora huffed. "No idea. But, you know the rules," She sighed.

"Yeah, yeah. Displays of weakness are strongly discouraged," She mimicked Octavia's deep voice. Adora snorted. Lonnie began to realise how hard it was to breathe. "I know a place you can hide if you want it. To ride the worst of the infection out," Lonnie looked up to see Adora with one foot against the door, arms still crossed across her chest. Huh. She could see why Catra pines after her.

"Catra does not pine after me," Adora scoffed, cheeks flushing an interesting colour. Lonnie looked away. Had she said that out loud? Oops. Lonnie shook her head, groaning softly when the world continued to spin. Something was dropped into her lap. "What's this?" She asked softly. Adora glanced around briefly. "It's sinus relief. I stole it from Octavia's squadron," Lonnie sputtered. "If Octavia finds out, she'll skin you alive!" She hissed. Adora shrugged. "You're not gonna tell. That would admit you're sick," She smirked. "And we both know you're not gonna do that,"

Lonnie snorted. "Nah, you right,"

She stood up shakily and stole the spare blanket from the bunk above Kyle. "Where's that hidy hole you were on about?" Adora pushed off the wall and walked ahead, almost silently. As Lonnie trudged after, she could see why Adora had been made Force Captain. She was tough but fair. Firm, but not rough. She also took the blame when one of them (usually Kyle) messed up... Lonnie shook the thoughts away. More often than not, Adora had taken a lashing or beating in Kyle's place, knowing he wouldn't survive the process.

Lonnie slid down the wall, snug in a long-forgotten room... if the cobwebs were anything to go by. "This should keep you hidden for a few days," Adora said, sliding in and pulling a crate across. "If anybody finds you, say you've come to study," She gestured to some books. Lonnie sniffed. "Also, take the relief every five hours, no more. Don't overdose..." Adora hesitated by the door. "Um... I'll be back to check on you in the morning, ya know," She flapped her hand. "Make sure you're not dead,"

Lonnie snorted, then hacked. Adora grimaced. "Try not to die, please,"