I Almost Said I Love You-Chapter 28

Thrax: *slept for a little while longer until it was midday, before getting up quite refreshed, seeing the soup, the new ice pack n the hot water bottle. Seeing tht his baby was still asleep, he brought the cell's arms ard the hot water bottle before using his flared up claw to reheat the soup tht was getting cold n left to the PD to do his job as promised*

Ozzy whimpered and squirmed around, shifting around when the virus left him before holding the hot water bottle tight against his membrane, enjoying the tingling burn he got from it in his sleep. Though, it wasn't long before he woke up, whimpering and rubbing his eye, his backside killing him. "Ah Frank..." he groaning, deciding not to sit up.

Thrax: *was at the PD n on the road, solving cases given by the PD as best as he could*

Ozzy groaned, after a while he managed to limp to the bathroom and start himself a cool bath, sitting down on the side with a wince.

Suzie: *entered the room, since she was in charge of cleaning n fixed the bedsheets n vacuumed the carpet floor before catching sight of Oz in the bath because the bathroom door was half-open* Oh! I'm sorry! I thought no one's here *blushes n looks away*

Ozzy blinked in surprise before gasping and quickly covering himself up, flushing before coughing out. "Nnn... i-it's okay..." he said, patting his chest as he coughed softly, sneezing soon after.

Suzie: Oh my. *noticing the lack of steam frm the bath suggesting he was taking a cool bath* Are u sure ur supposed to bath in the cold, Young Master, at ur condition? *though she quickly look away*

Ozzy blinked and flushed lightly, though it was hidden behind the flu flush. "I-I'm fine, really..." he mumbled, his feet dangling in the water, enjoying the cool feeling against his membrane.

Suzie: *went abt with her cleaning again n then poked her head in* The soup has gotten cold, would u like me to reheat it n bring the buttered peas as well?

Ozzy shuddered and pouted a little. "... You could eat it for me?" he said, grinning sheepishly at her, now resting in the water.

Suzie: Oh u tease, Young Master. It's supposed to be ur diet for ur flu per Master Roja's orders. I take tht as a yes then *goes away n takes the soup to be reheated*

Ozzy blinked in surprise before groaning. "I don't want the damned food..." he groaned out, sounding strange with his sore throat and blocked nose. "I want REAL food..." he huffed and relaxed in the water, closing his eyes

Suzie: *came bk moments later with the reheated soup n freshly cooked buttered green peas, setting it on the table, then poked her head into the bathroom* Ur food's here, Young Master. Make sure u eat them or I'll tell Master Roja on u *giggled playfully n dashed off*

Ozzy's eyes snapped open as he quickly looked back, his eyes widening a little before he groaned out again, cursing her and pouting. Eventually, he got out, his backside still hurting him. Once back in the room, he stole a pair of the virus' boxers as a way of 'getting back' before moving to the bed after grabbing the food. Resting on the bed, he moved the ice pack under his backside before looking over the food and wrinkling his nose. He hated being sick, he didn't get real food.

*the steam coming out of the soup n buttered peas seemed to tell him to eat them n get it ovr with*

Ozzy poked at the food with his spoon before shuddering and closing his eyes tightly before starting to eat. He got about half way through before giving up, feeling full.

Suzie: *came up to chk on him while bringing in the coughs n cold meds* Hmm, u didnt reli finish there, Young Master

Ozzy slumped back, curled up under the blankets. "I got full... I did try!" he said, pouting a little at her. "... You don't have to tell him..."

Suzie: *giggled* Well, I wont tell him if u wont, n if u would take ur medicine *pours a spoonful for Oz*

Ozzy blinked in surprise before shifting around and making a face. "Do I have to? You know what? I'm actually feeling better, yup! So~ I don't really need to take it." he said, grinning in that way of his, soon coughing afterwards.

Suzie: Right, vry convincing, Young Master. Now, open wide, Young Master *brandished the meds at his mouth* Or I'm gonna tell~

Ozzy groaned and made a face. "You're so cruel. Greta wouldn't make me!" he huffed and pouted at her before closing his eyes and opening his mouth, quickly taking the medicine and swallowing, shuddering at the taste. "Gak! So gross..."

Suzie: Well I'm not Greta, aint I? *giggled at Oz's expression before giving him honey milk* Here u go. To wash it dwn. I mixed it with a vry minor dose of whiskey, it does wonders for colds in my family *smiling sweetly. She was quite young, maybe 5 yrs younger than Oz, who looked like she should be in college rather than a hired help*

Ozzy blinked in surprise, looking up at the other, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Huh? Oh, no... I can't have anything to do with alcohol... it doesn't mix well with me..." he said, smiling sheepily as he laid back.

Suzie: Dont worry, Young Master. It's a vry vry mild dose, abt 2 tablespoons, the rest is just honey milk. Come on, take it *smiles as she offered it to Oz* For lil ol' me? *pouts cutely*

Ozzy blinked and bit his lip, his cheeks flushing slightly before he grumbled. "I keep getting away and it pulls me back in... He's right... I'm going to turn into an alcoholic..." he mumbled under his breath as he took the glass, drink the honey milk.

Suzie: *smiles as she watched him finish the milk before tucking him in, letting him hug the hot water bottle n ice pack under his head* Now u have a good rest n wait for Master Roja to come home, which is *looks at the time* maybe an hour or two *patted his head n left with the tray*

Ozzy blinked in surprise as he watched the she-cell, flushing and grumbling to himself, a pout on his lips. "Ugh... so not fair..." he mumbled softly as he curled up, coughing softly as he closed his eyes to sleep.

Thrax: *he soon came bk frm his jobs at abt 2 hours later, n first thing he did was went upstairs to chk out his baby n see how he was doing. Seeing him sleeping, he smiled n caressed his head before changing into his home clothes*

Ozzy groaned softly as he felt the warm hand against his head and shifted, turning over to get closer to the warmth and sighed lightly in his sleep. "Mmm... Thrax..." he mumbled softly.

Thrax: Hey, baby *joins him in the bed n cuddled him close* I missed ya, baby *kissed his forehead lovingly*

Ozzy groaned and squirmed, his eyes cracking open slightly before he looked up at the man, coughing softly and shuddering. "... I hate being ill..." he groaned, rubbing his throbbing head. "... And my ass really aches..." he mumbled under his breath, flushing.

Thrax: *chuckles* I told u so, baby. U should've quit while ur ahead *crooned as he stroke Oz's hair cuddling him close to his chest, letting him listen to his heartbeat* It's abt time u give it a break now

Ozzy groaned softly and flushed. "I dont WANT it! I never wanted it! It's all your fault! And this stupid infection and being in heat and all that crap! It's all your fault so you should fix it!" he huffed, his eyes narrowing as his arms crossed over his chest.

Thrax: Oh, bt u do, baby. U couldnt evn hold bk for 4 days without wanting my cock. If u reli didnt want it, u'd be able to resist it. U'd be sleeping in the other room. Most of us do tht whenever we knw we're in heat n didnt want to have a sore butt. U chose to sleep here. U chose to want to do it to me. It has always been ur choice, baby. I nvr forced u *smirked knowingly at him, tapping his nose*

Ozzy blinked in surprise and flushed darkly, staring up at him, his eyes wide in shock before he shook his head. "I-I can't stop myself, the heat inside is just too much! It's all your fault, I don't want it, I never wanted it! I hate it! I hate that it feels so good!" he snapped before gasping, his eyes widening as he quickly covered his mouth, flushing darkly and looking away. Idiot, why had he said that!? "I-I mean... I... I don't like it! I just... sleep here cause it's the closest place... but I wake up and your there and that heat just... burns so bad! And you don't stop me!"

Thrax: *raised an amused brow* Mmm, so it does feel good for u, aint it, baby. I dont stop u bcoz I knw u want it badly, n who am I to reject a man who needs me? 'Sides, u've seen urself wen I refused u. Begging n whining like a kid who just got his toy taken away. Admit it *brings him close, tilting his head up by the chin* U love it, dontcha? N u love me, to an extent

Ozzy gulped hard, feeling his cheeks heating up more as he felt his body pressed against the other's, feeling the heat coming from the virus' body, making him tremble. "S-stop it... just stop it... you're going to make it worse!" he breathed out, glaring weakly at him as his hands gripped onto his shirt. Frank, he couldn't take anymore, his backside ached so much, but it was so hard to resist this new need he had because of the virus. "I-I... I hate you so much for this..."

Thrax: *grins wickedly* U do knw tht u always mean the opposite of wht u say, baby. I've learnt ur body languages perfectly *leans dwn to give him a gentle kiss, not forceful, not sensual, just gentle*

Ozzy whimpered and shook his head, quickly pulling away from the kiss and glaring up at him. "Stop doing that! No more, I mean it! No... no more..." he became more distracted, feeling the slight muscles under that shirt accidently before quickly pulling away, huffing.

Thrax: *chuckles* Alright. No more then *gives him one last kiss then lets him go* Ur reli cute wen ur upset, u knw tht *grins n walks away to get himself a glass of water*

*Ozzy blinked before growling, glaring at the virus. "Argh! I hate you, you damned Virus!" he snarled at him, flailing around on the bed like a child having a temper tantrum. "You're a pain in the ass, you know that?!" he snapped, flushing when he realised the double meaning.

Thrax: *chuckle at the way Oz flailed ard* Still cute. I knw u love me too, evn if only a little bit. U always say the opposite things anyways *laughs at Oz's reaction* Easy there, baby. Ur sick, remember? So, did u take ur medicine like a good boy? *drank his water*

Ozzy growled and glared at him, huffing angrily. "I hate you... I hate you so much... I'm not a damned child! I'm a grown man!" he growled at him, his arms crossing over his chest as he looked away from him, huffing.

Thrax: U seem to behave like one *sat on the bed n patted his head* I love u too, mi bebe. So *picked up the newspaper he had brought up frm dwnstairs n flipped through it* Wanna hear abt my day, baby?

Ozzy grumbled and swatted the hand away from him when the other petted him before huffing. "What? Did you climb up a tree to save a kitten?"

Thrax: Not reli. I just shook the tree n make it drop like an apple *laughs at the cell's reaction* I'm just playing ya, baby. Nah, I didnt reli save a kitten frm the tree, bt I did have a case of finding a missing dog, which led to an evn bigger case

Ozzy blinked a few times before frowning lightly. "How would a Dog lead to a bigger case?" he asked, shifting around as he grabbed the ice pack, hugging it lightly.

Thrax: *turns another page of the newspaper* Well, we found the dog lurking abt somewhere in some else's garden looking for scraps, bt the shocking thing was it was covered with blood, bt it was not hurt in anyway, so we went into the house to investigate. Guess wht we found?

*Ozzy shuffled around and shrugged lightly. "How should I know? I wasn't there now, was I?" he huffed at him, grumbling a little.

Thrax: *rolls his eyes* I swear u have no imagination. Turns out the blood came frm a dead body tht had recently been killed while he was in the shower. Apparently, his brother was jealous tht he was not getting the brotherly attention evr since he started dating n killed him so tht he could keep him forever. Some twisted brotherly love, eh? N all thanks to a dog

Ozzy blinked in surprise before sighing softly and grumbled, rolling his eyes. "I bet I could of found that out without the dog..." he mumbled, looking away from him, holding the ice pack closer.

Thrax: Uh huh *glanced sideways at him* N probably end up barking up the wrong tree n embarassed something fierce. Good luck on tht *turned to entertainment section of the papers* Oh, did I tell u we also solved a kidnapping case as well?

Ozzy twitched and grumbled, laying down and turning away from him. "Good for you..." he grumbled at him as he curled around the icepack, fiddling with the bandana lightly.

Thrax: I also learnt something rather...disturbing tht no one else knws of while I was investigating the kidnapping case

"Oh, and what might THAT be...?" Ozzy huffed, still not seeming that impressed by the other's information. He kept his back to him, closing his eyes as he began relaxing.

Thrax: Oh, nothing. Just the fact tht Frank is dying *flips thru the newspaper to the sports section*

Ozzy's eyes snapped wide open as he shot up, sitting up and glaring at the virus. "You bastard! You lying bastard, don't make up stuff like that!" he snapped at him, throwing the icepack at him.

Thrax: *caught the icepack without evn needing to look before it could hit him* I dont lie, not wen its absolutely necessary. I told u before. This cat was sick before I evn got here, baby.

"You're lying! I know you are..." Ozzy said, biting his lip, but he knew he couldn't deny the fact that Frank wasn't the most healthiest of people. "... It's too soon..."

Thrax: It's not too soon. It's been there forever, u were just born on the wrong prime of his life. He's dying. I saw it at the brain while getting a permit to infiltrate a suspect's lair. Wanna knw wht I saw?

Ozzy bit his lip, he couldn't believe this, they were all going to die along with Frank, sooner than he thought. Biting his lip, he blinked and looked up. "W-what did you see?!" he asked almost urgently. Maybe there was something they could do about it?

Thrax: He's got a self-destruct button; an aneurysm on the area tht controls his heart rate. Apparently, someone named Phlegmming decided a bit of a red spot on the horizon was nothing to worry abt. I've seen it before on one or two of my other vics. It's not pretty

Ozzy's eyes widened as he shook his head, it couldn't be... "You have to tell someone! You can't let this just go on! We might be able to save Frank, I have to save him..."

Thrax: It's futile, Jones. It's a genetic disorder. He should've discovered it when he was younger. U knw how this self-destruct mechanism works? They r born with it, n as they grow older, the blood clot grows bigger until at the prime age of 40, the blood clot gets so big tht it clots the area n literally shuts dwn the heart. There is nothing we can do, Jones. This is something only human technology can fix, n the clot is too big to be removed anyway. It's futile, Jones. There is nothing we can do. Nothing! It's called a self-destruct for a reason!

Ozzy stared up at the other, a disbelieving look on his face. "You... you're not going to even try...?!" he seemed offended and shocked. "Th-this body is my home! You're not even going to TRY and find a way to fix this? It... there has to be..." he said softly, hanging his head and closing his eyes, gripping at the bandana.

Thrax: *frowns* How do u expect me to try wen I've already told u tht it is something only human technology, the outside world can do? Wht r u gonna do? Throw a grenade at it n hope tht the blood clot blows up n clears away n everything will be fine n dandy, just like u blew up The Zit? Pls. I knw a lost cause when I see one. 'Sides, wht's the point of having a home if its not exactly the greatest home to begin with?

"... It doesn't matter if it's not the greatest place... it's still my home... I was born and raised here..." Ozzy said softly, chewing on his lip and frowning. "There has to be a way to save Frank... just to signal him to get fixed up..."

Thrax: Havent u heard wht I said? The blood clot is too big to be removed without ending up having his brain skewered with a scalpel n risk a bleeding out effect. It's a lost cause, baby, trust me on tht *sighs n went bk to his newspaper*

Ozzy shook his head. He wouldn't believe it, he couldn't believe it! He needed to find a way, anyway, or they were all going to die. Leah, the Chief, everyone at the PD. His heart froze as his eyes widened. "Greta..." she would die along with them. He could feel tears pricking in the corner of his eyes. He didn't want that sweet she-cell to die.

Thrax: *his heart ached to see Oz tht way n wrapped his arms ard him* Shh...I'm sorry I had to break the news like this to u bt...it's the truth

"I... we're all going to die... I'm going to lose the only people I hold close... And poor Greta... and her little Grandson... they don't deserve this! That little boy has a whole life ahead of him..." Ozzy spoke softly, quickly rubbing his eyes and biting his lip.

Thrax: Ur not gonna die, not unless u r willing to take the leap with me, bt yes, I knw, it would be unfair to Greta n her grandson

Ozzy shook a little, shaking his head. "I... I can't leave that kind woman... not after all she's done for me..." he said, glancing up at the viru before sighing and looking away.

Thrax: *held him closer, crooning him, sighing* Fine. I'll figure something out, OK? Frank maybe too late to be saved, bt I'll figure something out

Ozzy hung his head, still not looking at him. All he could think about was that sweet woman, he couldn't let her die. She was the sweetest and kindest person he ever met, she had become family to him. He really did love her like his own grandmother.

Thrax: *sighs as he caressed Oz's hair. Usually he would not be daunted or moved evn by the screaming agony of ppl begging for mercy, bt now his heart ached just by looking at the cell looking so forlorn n upset without evn a word* ~If only u knw wht u hv done to me, baby~

Ozzy sighed softly, closing his eyes and rubbing his temples. "... So, are you going to inform the PD? The mayor? Anyone?" he asked, frowning lightly, still not looking at the virus.

Thrax: Cant tell u tht yet. I need to figure out a few things first. Bt probably the mayor would be my first choice *turns the cell to face him* Baby, dont go being mad at me for something I didnt do. Frank brought this on himself, n we both knw tht

Ozzy blinked as he was made to face the cell before frowning and pulling his head away, not looking at him again. "Did I say I was mad? No, so don't go assuming stuff!" he huffed at him, frowning down at the bed, still not looking at him.

Thrax: Then why wont u look at me? If ur not mad at me, why wont u face me? Coz it sure as hell looks like ur mad at me evn if u dont say so *folded his arms across his chest*

"I'm not mad at you, so shut up! I don't have to look at you..." Ozzy huffed at him, frowning a little more, still thinking about the poor she-cell who had just started to get her life around.

Thrax: *sighs* Fine, if tht's wht u want, then I'll stay out of ur way then *leaves the room n going dwnstairs to give each other some space*

Ozzy blinked and glanced back, seeing the other disappearing out the door. Grumbling, he just laid back down on the bed and curled up on the bed again, sighing softly.

Thrax: *went dwnstairs to the lounge, asked Greta to give him wine, some grapes and crackers with cheest before just laying on the couch, staring at the fire listlessly, cursing himself for being such a big mouth*

Greta soon came back with the requested items, looking worriedly at the man's expression. "If you don't mind me asking, Master Roja... but... what seems to be the matter. Is the Young Master still sick?" she asked softly, holding the tray of items.

Thrax: *looked up at Greta's voice n gestured her to put the items on the table* Oh, he's fine. Still a little fluish n a little cough here n there, bt he seems well enough to hv an argument with me

Greta gently put the tray down on the table before frowning lightly and looking back at the virus. "An arguement? Oh my... what was the arguement about, Master Roja?"

Thrax: *a long pause before he sighed* Greta, can I ask u a question? *waited for Greta to nod in response before asking* Say u r in love with a person, n u r doing everything in ur power to make them happy, n they r vry grateful for wht u hv done n is obviously happy, bt still will not return ur feelings n is only as far as liking u, wht would u do?

Greta blinked in surprise at the question, frowning lightly before sitting down in a chair beside the couch where the man sat. "Well now... it's possible the person you like... is just afraid of showing their feelings for you... and you'll just have to wait, or maybe they don't think you really like them and need to show them that you do with a special gesture... or the downside is... that they just like you as a friend and don't feel the same way you do..." she spoke spoke, smiling at the virus.

Thrax: *sighs* Tht is wht I truly fear reli. Tht he doesnt feel the same for me. I knw u knw how far my relationship with Young Master is. I just worry tht he would outright reject me. I just...nvr loved anyone so much like I love him right now, bt he's giving me the roundabt. I dunno wht to do abt this

Greta reached out and smiled, her motherly instincts kicking in as she gently stroked the man's hair. "I know... but I can see... Young Master does like you, he just seems... afraid? Maybe he is unsure about his feelings for you... maybe he's loved another before you came along and had his heart broken, making it hard for him to return your feelings..." she said softly.

Thrax: *snorts* Yes, I had the unfortunate courtesy to meet her. Her name's Leah Estrogen, currently Mayor Colonic's aide n most certainly his girlfriend or fiancee, if my instincts r correct abt Colonic being a fast-paced lover. Though I cannot understand wht was it tht she couldnt see in such a perfect man like Young Master, I think its a bit of an advantage tht I can hv him all to myself, bt... *sighs n flail his arms* Look at us. We cant be together without having to get at each other's throats, n I've been putting up with it n taking the brunt of it. He thinks it doesnt upset me wen he lashes out, bt it does, n he thinks I'm a jerk. I cant help being wht I am

Greta smiled softly and moved to sit next to the man, wrapping her arms around him and pulling his head against her chest, comforting him like her own child, humming softly as she stroked his hair. "The Young Master just seems like a very stubbon boy... Maybe a relaxing weekend away at another part of the body would be nice, both of you alone... it might help him come around to you..."

Thrax: *rolled his eyes, not adverse to Greta's motherly affection since he had been missing out a lot on motherly love* Tried tht on his birthday at the village where his ancestors used to live. Ended up giving him a brain ovrload n getting him admitted in the village hospice. N I dont think we can evr relax with wht's going on right now... *looks up at Greta's confused face n sighed* Can I let u in a secret? By far, I've only told Young Master

"Well, maybe it should be sometime where you don't have any worries and you can just relax with him..." Greta said before blinking in surprise and frowning a little. "What... What is it, Master Roja?" she asked softly, still stroking his hair, looking confused.

Thrax: *sighs n took a swig of wine before he told her everything tht he had told Oz*

By the end of it, Greta's eyes were wide as she covered her mouth with her free hand. "O-oh my... are you serious?" she asked softly, she knew she'd had a long life, she didn't mind for herself, but the little boy she was looking after, he was still so young.

Thrax: *nods* I've seen the clot for myself. There is nothing we can do abt. It was far too advance evn for Frank Federals or the army barracks to do anything abt it. I estimate Frank will probably hv an extra yr or 2, 3 if we're lucky

Greta bit her lip softly, sighing lightly. "A year or so? I see... and what are you going to do, Master Roja? As a vaccine, I'm sure you can leave this place... right? Without being harmed like us cells..."

Thrax: Yes, of course. N also Young Master. He is a T4 cell, he can be outside for more than the usual time it takes for a regular cell to coagulate, so its enough time for us to probably inhabit an animal's body temporarily before I can relocate a home for Young Master. Bt...Young Master made me promise I shouldnt leave u hanging, especially ur grandson

Greta blinked and tilted her head. "A T4 cell? Oh, he never told me that..." she said softly before blinking in surprise and smiling softly. "He said that...? Ah, my time is coming to an end, I've been around as long as Frank, but my grandson... he's still a baby..." she said softly, a saddened look on his face.

Thrax: Young Master is a little shy abt talking abt himself reli. Ur grandson still needs u n ur guidance. U still hv a long way to go before meeting ur Maker, n if Young Master knws I left u behind, he will kill me, literally *chuckled bitterly as he ate some grapes n cheese on crackers*

Greta smiled softly and gently played with the man's hair. "Unfortunately... I can't leave Frank, nor can my grandson. There is nothing that can be done... and Young Master has to get that through to himself..." she said softly, smiling weakly at the virus.

Thrax: I promised to him tht I will think of something. Evn though there is no chance of saving Frank, there has to be a fail-safe plan to ensure the citizens' safety. I'll have to talk to Colonic abt this

Greta blinked in surprise and frowned lightly, thinking to herself. "Maybe Colonic has such a plan, we can only hope. I would hate to leave the Young Master, too... he's such a sweet boy, he reminds me of my own son so much..."

Thrax: *chuckles* I knw ur son had died frm the last flu attack, bt wht exactly happened? Its not reli a simple flu attack tht killed him n ur daughter-in-law, did it?

Greta bit her lip and sighed softly. "Even I wasn't told much... my son was on the immunity, from what I found out... the flu germs had found out that my daughter-in-law was his wife... and decided to use her against the force... but it all went wrong... when he tried to save her as well as Frank, the Germs panicked... they ended up killing my daughter accidently, but my son sacrificed himself to save Frank, taking out all the germs with him..." she said softly, a small, saddened smile on her face.

Thrax: *sighs as he wrapped an arm ard Greta's shoulder comfortingly* At least he didnt die in vain, n in u n ur grandson's eyes, he died a hero. Just keep tht in mind, Greta, n hold ur head up high no matter wht may come. Ur grandson needs u more than evr now

Greta nodded slowly and smiled lightly. "I will make sure that he knows that his father was a hero to Frank. He asks about his mommy and daddy all the time... it's so hard to tell him about what happened though... especially to a child. So I just tell him that they had to go away to save Frank..."

Thrax: He will hv to knw eventually. U just tell him wen u believe he is right n ready *holds up his wine glass at Greta* Want some? Or want a bite of the snacks?

Greta nodded slowly and smiled a little. "I know... he will get to know eventually..." she said softly before blinking a little. "What? Oh, no thank you, I'm fine." he declined politely, smiling some.

Thrax: *smiled n sipped his wine* Ur an angel, Greta. N I mean it. We're lucky to hv u work here

"I was around in the time when Frank wasn't corrupted..." Greta spoke softly, sighing softly to herself. "I grew up knowing right from wrong." she mumbled, closing her eyes for a moment. "It's saddening to see people act in such ways these days..."

Thrax: *rolls his eyes* This is wht u get wen u hv a man who doesnt knw how to direct his depression ovr the grief of his wife's death to the proper channels. THough I suppose its gonna be a lil too late for Colonic to reform this city now

"Unless he could do it within a year... it would be so nice to see this city back to how it was before we die..." Greta said softly, shifting around before looking to the other. "You might of liked it here... it was so nice and peaceful..."

Thrax: I hv a feeling tht evn the most well-meaning of politicians will always take longer than they promise to get things done *finishes his wine n nibbled at the last of the crackers* Evn Colonic *although technically he knew this by experience*

Greta sighed softly. "I guess so... I just wish it wouldn't... I miss the good old days... Oh my, listen to me... I sound so old." she said, laughing softly to herself.

Thrax: *chuckles as well* Ur not old. Ur just experienced, n u still look good despite ur age. Its a wonder there r still no nice gentleman willing to take ur hand again

Greta blinked a few times, her cheeks starting to heat up at the compliments. "A-ah... I'm too old to marry again, there's no one out there that would want me now." she said, sighing softly.

Thrax: Dont sell urself short, Greta. U might nvr knw *grins* Neways, thanks for the pep talk n the snacks. I feel so much better now. I'll go chk on Young Master now n I promise I'll try to discuss this with Colonic

Greta blinked and flushed, smiling at the other before nodding slowly. "I'm glad I could be here for you... and Young Master." she said softly, getting to her feet and smiling.

Thrax: *gave a gratituous kiss on her forehead before heading upstairs to chk on Oz*

Greta blinked and flushed, sighing softly. "If only Young Master could see how lucky he was..." she mumbled softly before heading off to do more work.

In the room, Ozzy had found his way to the fire, curling up in the bed blankets as he slept, coughing and shivering in his sleep.

Thrax: *sees Oz there n knelt beside him* Wht r u doing here? U should be in bed, baby *gently caresses Oz's cheek*

Ozzy groaned softly, coughing as he stirred, eyes cracking open as he shifting around. "Was cold... this is the only thing close to your heat..." he mumbled sleepily, coughing a little more.

Thrax: Well, then come up on bed n let me warm u up *carries the cell up on the bed, took the hot water bottle n refilled it with hot water before bringing it to let the cell cuddle it before joining him on bed n brought Oz close to his chest, wrapping the cell snugly with blankets*

Ozzy shivered and coughed, curling up in the virus' arms, his eyes closing as he held the water bottle tight against his body. "I-I hate being ill..."

Thrax: Then u shouldnt hv been under the rain. Bt it's OK. I'll take care of u. If u dont love me, at least u do trust me...right, baby?

Ozzy coughed and snuggled himself into the virus' warmth, falling back asleep to the sound of his heart beat, clinging onto him as if he was afraid of him leaving.

Thrax: *smiled as he knew tht gesture was answer enough as he nuzzled him a little before falling asleep himself*

Ozzy awoke a few hours later, coughing and hacking to himself as he patted his own chest, needing a drink for his dry throat.

Thrax: *woke up at his cough n patted his bk* U alright, baby? Need anything?

"D-drink..." Ozzy coughed out, panting heavily as he soon slumped in his arms, shivering and pressing more into him, trying to keep warm even though his body was so heated.

Thrax: Alright *without leaving the bed, reaching ovr with his long body to pour a drink frm the bedside table n handed the drink to Oz* Here ya go, baby. Drink up. Slowly now

Ozzy coughed out and took the glass, drinking down the drink quickly, panting heavily as he pulled away, coughing a little more. "Nnn... I-I hate being sick..." he said before sneezing.

Thrax: Maybe its abt time we hv another dose of tht medicine *pours a spoonful of the meds* Here we go. Open wide now

Ozzy blinked and groaned softly, shuddering and hiding his head into the virus' chest. "But... it's disgusting... it tastes awful!"

Thrax: Ah, ah, ah. Be a good boy, baby. U hate being sick, n I'm trying to make u better. Dont make it harder than it already is. C'mon, just swalllow this n wash it dwn with water n get it ovr with *holds the spoon closer to Oz*

Ozzy groaned and glanced to the spoon before hiding his face more into the virus' chest. "It's gross though... don't you have something that tastes nicer?" he asked, sticking his tongue out a little.

Thrax: *chuckles* Sorry, baby, bt ur gonna hv to bear with the taste *used the same tactic of slapping his thigh to make him gasp before slipping the spoon into his mouth*

Ozzy groaned and glared up at him before gasping in surprise as he felt the slap to his leg, grunting as the spoon was pushed into his mouth, making him gag. Swallowing the medicine, he shuddered and glared. "... You bastard..."

Thrax: *grins* Yes, I love u too, mi bebe. *kisses his forehead before giving him a glass of water to drink* There u go, wash it dwn. Tht's a good boy

Ozzy shuddered and growled at him before drinking down the water quickly, gagging slightly. "I hate medicine..." he said, coughing a little and groaning softly, closing his eyes.

Thrax: I knw, baby, I knw *takes the glass away n rubs his bk* Bt its the only way to make u feel better. Now go bk to sleep, baby. U need more rest *lays him bk dwn, putting the hot water bottle in his arms again n cuddled him close*

Ozzy grumbled and groaned softly. "I'm actually sick of sleeping so much... I'm going to get fat..." he whined lightly, curling up in the virus' arms and sighing softly.

Thrax: *chuckles* Sleeping wont make u fat, overeating does. Once ur flu gets better u'll get to hv plenty of waking time, baby *hums their song n stroke Oz's bk, lulling him to sleep*

Ozzy sighed softly and grumbled, rubbing his eye before crossing his arms and curling up, soon falling back to sleep.

Thrax: *slowly drifted to sleep as well with Oz in his arms protectively*