Overreacting On A Cold

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{Funfact: I got the idea to make this one-shot because I feel sick rn. Oh the irony...}

I woke up on Jack's couch very yucky. It was the week of PAX, and Jack wasn't home, so he left me his phone to contact his friends if I needed any help.

I held my hand to my forehead. Jesus Christ my head is burning! I need to get some tea. Oh wait, I can't. Right, who's the best possible person to deal with colds?

Dr. Schneeplestein of course!

 Schneeplestein of course!

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I turned off the phone and watched TV for another ten minutes waiting for Dr

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I turned off the phone and watched TV for another ten minutes waiting for Dr. Schneeplestein.

**BANG BANG BANG**

"HELLOOOOO?"

Great he's here. I turned to my phone to see he texted me. Jesus he's so god damn impatient.

 Jesus he's so god damn impatient

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Ok, that was another ten minute wait until he came back

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Ok, that was another ten minute wait until he came back. Without asking, Schneeplestein barged through the door.

"OOOHHH LLLITTTLLLEEE PPPAAATTTIIIEEENNNTTT~!"

"Henrik I'm right here!" I called to him.

"Zere you are! I was desperately worried about you!"

"Thanks... can you make me my tea please."

"What?! I didn't sign up for zis shet! You only said to get you tea!"

"It's not that hard. Just make me a cup of it and that'll be all."

"Fine..." He mumbled.

Schneeple walked into the kitchen grouchily and made me my tea. He mumbled words throughout the time I couldn't understand, and quite frankly didn't want to find out what.

He stomped his way back into the kitchen and placed the gigantic mug of tea onto the table.

"Um, a little lift please?"

"I am not ye fecking servent!"

"Last thing Henrik then you can go do whatever the hell you want ok?"

Schneeple let out a loud sigh, and placed his hand infront of me as a bridge to walk over to the table with the giant mug.

"Thank you, that'll be all."

"Damn right it better be." He mumbled.

Schneeple then walked out the door and closed it with a slam, making me jump. I then turned my attention towards the cup.

Oh wait... how am I supposed to drink this...

 how am I supposed to drink this

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