RedBear embraced downstairs and grabbed a bucket, then ran upstairs into Lilly and RedBear's room. "Here you go." RedBear said, his face full of fear. "What's happening? And how basis it? Deadly, or a small sickness?" RedBear was terrified. "Please don't be deadly." he whispered to himself.
The world is a stage and a stage is a world of entertainment.
Why does anybody do anything? Shear absolute boredom!
Lilly's mother passed Lilly the bucket, which she promptly grabbed, shoved to her face, and barfed. "She's had it ever since she was little. We don't know what it is. We've taken her to millions of doctors in millions of places, yet they can't figure it out. They must still be developing the cure." Lilly's mother gazed at her daughter, trying to hide her fear, though it enveloped her. "It hasn't done any permanent damage, at least not yet..."
"Oh no..." RedBear stared at Lilly. Then he looked at the bunny on the ground and put it on the bed next to Lilly. "I have a sickness, I've had since...since...well for as long time. And there's only one other person I've seen have it." Right then RedBear's arm burned and it blistered, but he managed not to yell, instead he stayed silent. "Anyway, how do we help Lilly, or at least make it end quicker. Do you think my magic will work?" He asked Lilly's mom.
The world is a stage and a stage is a world of entertainment.
Why does anybody do anything? Shear absolute boredom!
"If you have any kind of magic to numb it," Lilly's mother said, looking over at him, but Lilly shook her head quickly, throwing her head back against the pillow, her eyes squinted shut in pain. Her mother looked back to her daughter, worried. "She doesn't want it..." she muttered.
"W.. water," Lilly muttered, her voice shaky and crackly, "I.. I need water." The rabbit sat across her stomach, rubbing it's soft head across her throat.
RedBear ran downstairs and grabbed a cup full of water and ran upstairs. He then poured some water in Lilly's mouth. "Better? " RedBear put the cup on the nightstand. Then his arms burned again and he grunted. He looked at his arm and it was bright red with boils all over it. He ran out tithe room quickly and came back with bandages covering his arm from his wrist to his shoulder. He then kneeled down next to the bed waiting for instruction.
The world is a stage and a stage is a world of entertainment.
Why does anybody do anything? Shear absolute boredom!
Lilly struggled slightly to swallow the water, so her mother held her chin up and pinched her lips shut, and she eventually got it. Lilly's mother looked over at RedBear, concern still coming, "What happened?" she muttered crackily, holding back tears, looking down at RedBear's arms.
"We can worry about that later. Right now we should be concerned about Lilly. Now, what can we do to help her? What has helped before?" RedBear looked at Lilly and tried smiling thought it was clear it was fake. "Do you need anything else, sweetie?" Tears began to come out. "Is there anything I can do too help?"
The world is a stage and a stage is a world of entertainment.
Why does anybody do anything? Shear absolute boredom!
Lilly looked over at him slowly, her head shaking when it turned. Her entire face was pale, her lips a deep maroon. She then looked toward the blanket, "Warmth helps," she strangled her voice to get the words out, "I need warmth." Lilly began shaking.
RedBear quickly grabbed the blanket and put it over Lilly. Then he put his hand under and warmed the inside. "I hope that works." RedBear looked at Lilly and her mother. "How long do these last?"
The world is a stage and a stage is a world of entertainment.
Why does anybody do anything? Shear absolute boredom!
Lilly grabbed his hand as her mother replied, "They only last a few hours," and though she attempted to make it sound calming, she only sounded worried.
"I'll be fine," Lilly replied to him scratchily. She squeezed his hand back. "I've done this before, I could do it again," Lilly then forced a smile to reassure him.
