Undertale: Tales from the Dreemurr Family

Sick Days, Part 2

(Chara's POV)

After Asgore and Toriel left to commence their royal duties, Aria opened up the folded itinerary that was given to her. She skimmed it for a few moments. All of us were silent, apart from the occasional cough from Asriel.

"Alright," I said. "What are we supposed to do?"

Aria looked up from the list. "This has a general list of what to do," said Aria. She began reading:

Toriel's Itinerary of Head Cold Care

1. Make sure Asriel gets plenty of rest. Do not have him engage in anything strenuous.
2. Make sure Asriel gets plenty of fluids. Water is preferred, but fruit juices will work fine. Orange juice is the preferred juice due to its high Vitamin C content.
3. Honey-lemon water is helpful for treating Asriel's throat. To make it, simply boil some water, then add honey and a little bit of lemon juice.
4. Feed a cold, starve a fever. If Asriel's body temperature is at or below normal, make sure he gets food to help him. If he does have a fever, do not feed him anything.
5. If Asriel develops a fever, make sure he doesn't overheat. Removing a blanket and putting a damp washcloth on his forehead are both excellent methods.
6. After doing anything to assist Asriel, make sure to wash your hands. This will stop you from getting sick as well.
7. Limit the number of persons Asriel makes contact with, as colds are contagious.
8. Keep Asriel happy. They say laughter is the best medicine, after all!
9. If Asriel develops a headache, there is a 2-liter bottle of Dr. Pepper in the refrigerator. I know it's a soda, but this has been used to abate headaches.
10. Love Asriel with all your heart. This one should speak for itself!

If you have any questions about Asriel, do not hesitate to call, and I will do my best to answer.

Stay Determined.

Aria finished reading the itinerary. She looked at me and Frisk expectantly. "Hopefully this was helpful," she said.

Frisk nodded. I was pretty sure I got all of what Goatsis said, so I nodded as well.

"Thanks for takig care of be," Asriel said, still stuffed up. "You guys are the besd."

Frisk smiled. "I just want to help you any way possible."

"You're my brother," I said. "I'm pretty much obligated to help." Whether I want to or not, I thought, but I held my tongue.

"I just want you to get well," Aria put in. "You're the one who helped take care of me when I was younger."

"I helped too!" I objected.

"Not as often as Asriel did," Frisk said. This earned them one of my glares.

"No fightig, please," Asriel moaned. "You're goig to bake by head hurt. I- I- ACHOO!" He sneezed violently into a tissue he had grabbed. He sniffled before continuing, "I don'd need a headache right now."

Aria nodded her head in agreement. "Let's not worry about who took care of me in my babyhood. We have a sick goat to help out."

Frisk nodded. "I'll get some food for Asriel," they said.

Asriel looked surprised. "Bud Frisk, I'b dot—" But Frisk was already gone.

"—hungry," he finished.

"You need to keep your strength up," I responded. "'Feed a cold, starve a fever.' That's what the list said."