Flipping Between (FlippyXFlaky)

Oh No...

The red porcupine assisted Flippy out of the car. He was dizzy, tired, and in agony. He stumbled a bit, but Flaky managed to keep him up. It was a struggle though. Flippy was much heavier and taller than her. Though, she was stronger than Petunia and Giggles, seeing as she was into sports.

Flippy hadn't said a word since that quiet 'thank you'. But, Flaky understood wanting to be quiet more than anyone. Sometimes, it was easier just to stay silent.

Cuddles opened his door, turning the lights on. Petunia, Giggles, and Toothy were the next in, Toothy holding the door for the girls, Flippy, and Lumpy. He clicked the door shut once everyone was in. Flaky set her injured friend on the sofa, laying him back carefully. She smiled comfortingly at him, receiving a weak, but affectionate one back.
"I'll do us all a brew," Giggles stated, "What does everyone want?"

Everyone replied, Petunia, Flaky, Toothy, and Petunia asking for tea, and Lumpy having coffee. Flippy was... 'persuaded' to try tea by Cuddles.

Petunia was quick to Flippy's side, removing his jacket, and tossing the filthy clothing side. Flaky's eyes caught a metallic glimmer. She looked over, seeing Flippy wore a pair of dog tags. Both of them read:
Areb
Flippy H
132-67-0601
AB+
No preference

Flippy covered them, seeming to have caught her glaring. She looked at him, but he turned away, uncomfortable.
"Sorry," she apologised quietly, rubbing his hand gripping the tags. His eyes met hers, but he kept his head still.

Giggles came back in, holding a tray of hot drinks. Cuddles kissed her on the cheek, still going through his stuff to find medical supplies.
"I can't find anything," he muttered, large ears falling flat on guilt. They were gonna have to call an ambulance if they couldn't find anything.

Flaky was startled when Flippy shifted, still laying against him. She placed a hand on his chest.
"Y- you have to s- stay still," she ordered, her cotton candy pink eyes meeting his luxurious golden ones. He bit his lip, seeming to heed her words, before continuing to try and move. She noticed he was reaching for his bag, which Petunia had removed to get the jacket off. Flaky reached it, passing it to him. He beamed gratefully, trying to get up.

Before Flaky could push him back down, he grabbed her wrist, firmly, yet carefully.
"D- d- do... y- you m- mind hel- helping m- me to the b- bathroom?" He asked, hoarse, struggling to get any words out. She nodded, helping him up, and letting him lean on her. Slowly but surely, they made their way.

Once they arrived, she tried to wait by the door, but was yanked in, and had the door locked behind her.