George Washington x Abraham Lincoln

Making Like A Rabbit.

Abraham's point of view 

I just saw the love of my life fall backwards into his chair. I rushed to his side as Rob continued to drink his cold, six year old milk. I was feeling a bit dizzy myself but I didn't even drink that much.

George was still breathing, thankfully. It was very hot in the room because Rob was in there along with George. I didn't know why these thoughts filled my head. I'm not gay. 

I gently shook George and his eyes opened. 

"Oh.. you're awake! How.. how do you feel?"

George groaned in response.

"Guys. Tone it down, I'm trying to drink my milk peacefully. Gosh." Rob finally spoke.

I picked up George slowly. "I'm not gay. This is for your own good, George." I took him into a big room with no one it and and gently set him down.

"How do you feel?"

George slowly sat up. "...Dizzy but overall good.. What.. what happened?"

I didn't know what to tell him but.. I decided to tell him the truth.

"Rob - somehow - made us drink milk that went bad six years ago and you passed out."

"Are- Are you okay?!"

I nodded. "Rob told me to keep it down so I brought you here."

Third person point of view

After hearing those words, George couldn't help but smile.

Rob, ruining their moment, broke into the room.

"What the heck? You guys didn't even finish your milk! Drink up."

George shook his head. "I just passed out because of that." Standing up, George brushed himself off. 

"So? Papa." Rob vanished and now George and Abraham were alone again.

"Vomiting isn't recommended, but it's gonna make you vomit." George whispered.

"Huh?"

"Nothing.. I just.. heard that from somewhere and thought I'd say it."

Abraham stood up. "Okay.. I'm going to go now. You have your own problems to deal with, correct?"

George nodded.

"I'll leave those to you then. You know what to do if you need me. Bye."

Abraham took a sniff before making like a rabbit and flying away.

George was confusion. He did know? 

"You know what to do if you need me.." George whispered to himself. "What does that mean? I do?" George stopped and made like a rabbit.