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Part 22 of 22: Feeling Ill

(4 months later)

Fell knelt next to Lust, concern knitting his eyebrow ridges. He helped support Lust as he kept heaving into the toilet. Finally coming up for air, Lust shakily wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

Fell sighed, then picked up a towel. He took Lust's hand, wiping it with the towel, then wiping Lust's mouth. "That's the 6th time you've thrown up today. Maybe we should get the doc to come see you." Lust swayed dizzily a little, before replying. "I don't need a doctor."

Fell pulled Lust over so that he could support him. "You've been saying that for the past 2 months. I think it's time to call Alphys." Fell brushed back Lust's ears, then picked him up. He carried him to the living room, where he set him down on the couch.

"Boss?" Papyrus poked his head around the doorway to the kitchen. He was still cooking dinner. "I think we should call Alphys. Kitty's been sick for awhile now, and it doesn't seem like he's getting any better." There was a muffled "I'm fine." from the living room, but Fell ignored it.

Papyrus raised an eyebrow ridge. "Then go call her. I'm still cooking." He motioned to the mixing bowl he held in one hand. Fell bit back a snide remark, nodding his head to let Papyrus know he understood. Papyrus went back into the kitchen, cooking noises ensuing.

Fell sat next to Lust, stroking him comfortingly. Lust sighed, smiling tiredly up at Fell. "I'm fine, really. I've been worse than this before."

"But for this long?" Fell replied. That made Lust silent. Fell sighed. "I'd feel much better if we could get a diagnosis about your sickness."

Fell took out his phone, dialing Alphys's number. He began talking, but Lust wasn't really paying attention to what he was saying. He stared off into the wall, Fell's voice a background murmur in his head.

The doorbell ringed. "I'll get it." Fell called loud enough to let Papyrus hear. He got up from the couch, opening the front door. A minute later, Lust saw Fell leading the yellow dinosaur back to the couch where he lay.

"Hello again, doctor." Lust smiled, seeing Alphys's telltale blush. "It's nice to see you again." Fell sat down next to Lust, turning to face Alphys. "He's not overly sick, but he hasn't gotten better for months. Could you check to see what's wrong with him?" "O-Of course!" Alphys stammered, still having to adjust to Lust's smoldering gaze.

She knelt next to Lust's side, pulling out her doctor tools. First, she did the typical check up, listening to Lust's soulbeat, checking his tonsils, etc. Afterwards, she frowned. "There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with him externally. Let me try something else."

Alphys pulled out a tablet. It scanned a blue light over Lust's entire body, then once it was finished, a flood of data spilled over the screen. Alphys shifted through it, her eyes darting back and forth as she muttered to herself.

Suddenly, she stopped, her whole face slackening in shock. "What?" Papyrus and Fell both demanded simultaneously. Alphys just stared at the screen, dumbfounded. "U-Uhh.."

"Out with it!" Papyrus snapped. "What's wrong with him?" Alphys blinked, coming out of her daze. "I.. I don't think this can be true, but.."

"Yes?" Papyrus stared at her impatiently. Fell was also impatient, but he kept it inside. "I-If I'm r-reading this correctly, I uh.." She swallowed.

"I think he's pregnant."