Hey Rich Boy! || Veneer x Kid Ritz stories || Ritzneer

Doctor

Ritz's Pov: This morning I woke up to Veneer sneezing and coughing. "Whoa, Ven, are you okay?" He sniffed, he sounded congested.

"Y-yeah, I'm okay. *Sneez*"

"Are you sure? You sound terrible."

"Mhm." He nodded, but he looked tired as hell.

"Ok, you know what, I'm gonna take your temperature, because you don't sound so good and I don't want you to have a fever." And just like that, I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to go and get a thermometer. I came back with it a few seconds later. "Alright, say "Ah."

"Ah." Veneer opened his mouth.

"Ok, you see this?" I pointed at the thermometer. "You're gonna have this under your tongue ok?"

He nodded. "Uh Hu."

"Alrighty then." I put the thermometer in his mouth, and soon enough, he had a fever. "Ok, Veneer, I'm gonna schedule an appointment to the doctors later ok?"

"Ok."

"For now, you just stay here and rest, alright, I'll go and make you some soup."

"Are-are you sur-"

I interrupted him. "Yes, you need to rest, ok?"

"O-ok."

I headed out the door into the kitchen, I got a pot, turned on the stove, and grabbed a soup packet from a cabinet. I also got some water from the fridge, poured it into the pot, and put the noodle's into the boiling water.

After what's about 5-10 minutes the soup is finally ready, and I poured some into a bowl. I walked upstairs to go and get Veneer so he could eat breakfast only to find him completely knocked out sleeping.

"Hey Ven?"

"H-Hu? What? I'm awake."

"No, you're fine, I just wanted to tell you that the soup is ready, so whenever you feel a bit better you can head down and eat."

"Thanks Ritz." He sounded tired and miserable.

"Yeah, no problem. Anyways, I'm gonna go make that call, ok?" I walked into the bathroom and dialed the phone number to a doctors office.

"Hello this is *Insert a doctor office name here*, how may we help you?"

"Ok, so my boyfriend has a fever and might possibly have a common cold. Would it be possible that you have a good time where I could get him checked out today?"

"Sure, would six be a good time?"

"Yeah, six works."

"Ok then, see you then." They hang up, and walk back over to Veneer.

"Ok, we gotta be at the doctors at six, so I'll get you when it's time to leave, ok?"

He sneezed. "Ok." He pulled the covers on himself more, to the point where he was fully submerged in the covers.

"Rest well, and call me if you need anything."

"G-got it."

A few minutes later 

I walk upstairs to go and wake Veneer. I gently shake him. "Hey Ven, it's time to go."

He yawned as he opened his eyes. "I-it is?"

"Yeah, come on."

"O-ok, just give me a sec-" I just picked him up and carried him to the car. "R-ritz."

"What? You're obviously too tired walk right now."

"I... I guess you're right."

Once we were in the car, we fastened our seatbelts and I drove us to the doctor.

9 minutes later

"Ok, we're here." Me and Veneer got out of the car and walked into the building. "Alright, I'll go check us in, and you can either wait for me over on one of the chairs or you can just stand by me." He nodded. Surprisingly he decided to stand by me the whole time, by the time I was done checking in, we was essentially just sleep standing. So I had to carry him with me all the way to a chair. Soon enough, Veneer got called into the doctors office and I had to wake him up.

They did all the stuff like taking his weight, blood pressure, and all that, Then after another 8 long minutes, he was officially diagnosed with a common cold and told him to just take some cold and flu medicine and then he would start to feel better in a few weeks or so. And so we were sent off and I drove up back home.

At Ritz and Veneer's place

"Well, at least you won't have to suffer for long as long as you just keep taking the cold and flu medicine." I said.

"Y-yeah, got it."

Poor Vee, he was so tired, however I decided to tell him one more thing. "Hey Ven, I just realized that there's one more sickness we haven't taken care of yet."

"Ther-there is?"

"Mhm! And I may not be a doctor but I think I might be able to help."

"Well i-is it a simple system?"

"No, but my diagnosis is that no one has been treating you well."

"So, what do you prescribe?"

"Loves the only medicine."

"Is this a lie?"

"No, take three of these a day."

"Oh, I think I'm cured."

"Cool." I hugged Veneer. "Alright, now you get some rest, ok?"

The end.