Sparks Fly (reupload)

Breaking the News

"100," Bonnie sighed, reading the thermometer as she removed it from Ash's mouth.

"S-Sorry..." Ash groaned, his voice heavily congested. "Dis is by fault."

Clemont grinned weakly. "No, it's okay. We all get sick sometimes."

The ravenette broke out into a coughing fit. "Well, I can'd go on a plane back to Alola like this, but I can'd sday eidher. I can't get you guys sick doo. I've godda ged back hobe."

Bonnie shook her head no. "We can take care of you on our own. Right, Clemont?"

Clemont nodded. "Right. I'll stay by your side until you get better."

"Easy there, big brother," Bonnie teased.

Ash smiled. "Dhad's really nice of you, Clemond." He sneezed and reached for a tissue, but found none.

"I'll get some more," Bonnie offered. "Anything else you want?"

"How aboud some soup?" Ash suggested. "Dhad helps when I'b sick."

Clemont rose his hand. "I'll start on that."

"How about we both work on the soup, huh, Clemont?" Bonnie asked. Before her brother could respond, though, she dragged him into the kitchen. She lowered her voice. "I got a plan."

The blonde boy rolled his eyes. "Let's hear it, then."

Bonnie smirked. "I make a decent soup for Ash. Decent. He'll think it's decent, because it is, but still eat it. Then the next time we make soup? You make it. Ash will eat it, and love it a thousand times more than mine. Ten thousand. Whatever comes after ten thousand."

"And your point is?"

"That he'll love your soup, then will love you, then you guys eventually get married and make me your Maid of Honor," Bonnie huffed.

Clemont's eyes bulged. "Whoah, whoah, that's thinking way too far from where we are now."

"Fine, fine. But you'll still do it, right?"

"Please tell me you're referring to the soup and not the Maid of Honor thing."

Bonnie stomped her foot. "OF COURSE I AM," she stated, forgetting to keep her voice down.

"Bonnie? Whad's going on in dhere?" Ash asked from the living room.

The siblings froze. "We're just discussing who's going to do what!" Clemont lied. He glared at Bonnie. Bonnie pretended not to care. "Bonnie, I know you're trying to help, but-"

"Good." Bonnie handed Clemont a box of tissues on the kitchen table. "Give these to Ash. He's probably got a massive pile of used tissues in there."

"And I'll call the professor while I'm at it," Clemont nodded.

Bonnie began to take out the pots, signaling Clemont to go. He hugged the box close to him as he walked to his room, where Ash was laying. Since Ash was his guest, Clemont let him sleep in his bed, while the blonde would sleep on the floor. Not that much of a sacrifice for him, especially since he could just wash the sheets after. And after traveling with Ash, he was used to sleeping in a sleeping bag. Pikachu stayed by Ash's side, not caring if he got sick too.

"I got the tissues," Clemont told Ash, shaking the box.

Ash gave back a weak smile. "Dhanks, Clemont. Can you put them on the bed?"

The blonde boy did so. "Bonnie and I switched jobs. She's making the soup now, not me."

Ash's expression noticeably dimmed for a moment before he smiled again. "Hopefully she's as good a cook as you are."