SMG4 X MLP (Season 1)

Meme Care 101 (Part 2)

The household was filled with calming music, steam, and a sensation of relaxing vibes. Tari had brought Morshu to her bathroom for a humidifier would help the irritated energy of this meme, who looked more and more faded by the second.

She took a long deep breath and asked "How does that feel?" Morshu tried taking a breath, causing the smile and cuteness on Tari's face to grow bigger. This meme was too quirky for relaxation as he then spotted a sparkling crystal display from a game Tari liked and instantly dove for it. Tari groaned and tried to think of something else. "That's okay, I know plenty of other ways to take care of you."

Next thing she tried was meditation. She had set up candles, reed duffers, and even a sitar in the living room. Tari and Morshu sat on rugs while she sat cris cross, breathing gently. "Aromatherapy?" The lingering air from the diffusers caused the meme to sneeze himself, knocking over the sentenced candles. "Maybe something simpler?"

The simplest thing she could think of was a nice warm bath. The water ran down the faucet as she inserted the meme into the tub. Not five seconds later the silly boy was splashing around, displacing water all over the place. Tari rushed to grab a towel, but slipped and fell as the towel fell off the rack and onto her head.

She tried searching in her board and pulled out a tube of ointment. "Maybe he has a skin infection?" She tried squeezing some onto her fingers and gently rubbing it on his face. His skin then caught on fire as Morshu's eyes bulged out of his face and he began running around, screaming. Tari panicked and grabbed some water from the tub to throw at him which only made it worse since it apparently was hot enough to make the fire spread more (Is that how it even works?) and Morshu ran right into the wall.

Suddenly, Tari, Morshu, and Quackington were all in an emergency room. Morshu was on the bed while Tari was wearing a white coat and Quackington had a head mirror. She began holding her hand out to signal that she needed the duck to hand her the necessary tools for the procedure she was working on.

"Scalpel."

"Tape (when has tape ever fixed anything?)."

"Band-aids."

Quackington noticed the drops of sweat running down her faces as Tari rubbed her forehead in relief and took a step back to admire her work. Now Morshu was covered in band-aids and tape that didn't even do anything and his condition was still getting worse. Brilliant.

Back at the house, Tari was sulking on the couch while Morshu was just rolling around and playing on the floor in front of her. "Oh Morshu. I thought it would have been easier to cure you, but iv'e tried everything I know and just look at you. You're worse than ever. Her weary expression was soon interrupted with a knock at the door.

This was hardly the time for visitors.