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Monday, April 1, 2019

I Almost Said I Love You-Chapter 61

Thrax: *woke up in dawn way before the hours he usually wake n got dressed, then left the room quietly*

Sanchez: *was also awake n setting up the store* Leaving so soon?

Thrax: Yeah, gotta do my thing. I'll ring ya wen the deed is done, then u can skidaddle with us *petted Sheba before leaving*

Ozzy snuffled around a little while later as the bed became cold, groaning and rolling over attemping to snuggled to Thrax but found nothing there. "Nnn?" he groaned as his eyes fluttered open, blinking when he didn't find Thrax. "Where...?"

Nessie: *was still asleep like a log*

Sanchez: *hv finally set up shop n was prepared to put out the OPEN sign* Go wake the cell up, Sheba. I'll make some breakfast for them before the customers come

Ozzy slowly sat up, shivering a little and coughing. He'd forgotten to take the wet clothes off last night. "Nnn... so cold..." he mumbled, coughing a little again before curling up in the blankets and sneezing.

Sheba: *came upstairs to see Oz curled up n licked his face*

Ozzy groaned and whimpered, coughing again. "Not now, Nessie..." he groaned, curling up more and coughing into the sheets.

Sheba: *felt the slight temperature on him n went dwnstairs to guide Sanchez upstairs*

Sanchez: Wht do u want? Geez~! *came to Oz n felt his temperature* Hm, a little bit feverish, n a bit of nasty cough. *felt the wet clothes* No wonder * helped him undress*

Ozzy coughed and whimpered softly, reaching out to cling to the virus. "Nnn... Thrax... make it -sneeze- go away..." he whimpered at him, turning away to cough once again.

Sanchez: *chuckles* Easy there, kiddo. I aint ur mate, tho u shouldnt be dressed in the wet like this *took off all his clothes n gestured Sheba to get him some thicker jammies for him*

Ozzy whimpered, tugging weakly and pulling the arm closer, shuddering and groaning. "C-cold..." he whimpered, coughing once again.

Sanchez: *smiled n somehow decided to pick him up like one would with a child n cradled him close* Such a big baby. Tho I can see why ur mate is so attached to u, so cute

Ozzy whimpered and wrapped his arms and legs around him, coughing and nuzzling his head into his shoulder, panting and whimpering. "Not cute..."

Sanchez: *chuckles* Do u evn knw who ur hugging right now? *sees Sheba coming in with the thick jammies* Thanks, Sheba. C'mon, let's get u dressed in something warm * helps Oz to wear the jammies*

Ozzy just whined at him, not seeming to care who was hugging as he nuzzled his head into his neck. "Nnn... make... make me feel better..."

Sanchez: Sorry, kiddo. I aint ur mate. *tucked Oz in bed* Tht'll be his job. I'll get u some breakfast *patted his head before leaving*

Ozzy whined and reached out from the blackets for him. "Don't go..." he whimpered before coughing and shivering, curling up in the blankets.

Sanchez: *made some warm oatmeal n brought it upstairs*

By the time the virus got ack, Ozzy was fast asleep, shivering and coughing in his sleep, curled up tightly.

Sanchez: *shook his head n chuckled* Such a cute kid *came close n cradled Oz close to his chest n gently fed him the oatmeal*

Ozzy whimpered as he was moved around, stiring in his sleep and snuggling into the warmth of the virus. "Nnn... " he groaned, feeling the spoon pressed to his lips and slowly opened his mouth, though seemed to still be asleep.

Sanchez: *fed the cell slowly into his mouth, coaxing him to eat n swallow, while Sheba watched at the sidelines*

Ozzy slowly ate the food, curled up in the virus' arms and shivering, though the oatmeal helped warm him.

Sanchez: *continued to feed him until the oatmeal was finished, then chuckled* Such a cute lil lovebug. Ur mate is vry lucky to hv u

Ozzy whined softly and slowly licked his lips, nuzzling against the virus' chest. "Nnn... not cute... hmphs..." he mumbled lightly, shivering a little.

Sanchez: Rest a bit, kiddo *laid the cell dwn n tucked him in the blanket* Sheba, watch ovr him while I tend the customers. This will probably the last day of our business here

Sheba: *woofed n got up onto the bed, curling ard Oz like a dog would to their pup as she let Oz cuddle against her belly*

Ozzy whimpered softly and shuffled around, turning over and cuddling up to the large dog, nuzzling her softly, his eyes still closed. "Nnn..." he groaned, coughing a little and shuddering.

Sheba: *curled up closer to give the cell some warmth*

Sanchez: *continued business as usual under the guise of his muscle cell*

Ozzy eventually fell asleep against the dog, purring and yawning, stretching out before curling up against her.

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