Chapter 5

Soda for Breakfast?

Morning came along whit a cloudy sky and a cold winter wind. Expecting Tommy to jump on my lap any second I got up as soon as I managed to move my limbs who quite honestly wanted to remain in bed for an extensive period of time. The boy however never showed up... I found him sweating in bed whit a heavy fever and red dots all over... seem even odd boys can catch chickenpox it was almost reassuring to find out some things never changed.

Raven joined me probably wondering why the kid was not buzzy jumping running and being every bit of the rambunctious child he was... obviously very worried he asked he if I could keep Tommy hydrated while he went in search of someone whit some knowledge on how to care for the child who apparently never got much more then a sore throat and an occasional sneezing before.

-My head hurt...

-Im sorry sweety.. don't worry it should not last more then a couples days... do you want something to drink?

-Can I have soda?

-I doubt soda is very good for breakfast or for sick boy but it was a nice try... how about orange juice?

-Ok... but I want the blue cup.

-Alright... If you want after breakfast I can make you a bath whit baking soda... its not quite the same as drinking soda but its gonna help whit the itching. Try not to scratch yourself its not a good idea.

Breakfast... what to do... I assume Raven will bring back someone whit him I better get started on the cooking... I decided to make my favorite easy healthy creamy crunchy tasty breakfast... cut a bunch of fruit and mix it whit yogurt and cereal. My little patient seemed to like it and never complained he did however asked a few question. Why no pancakes, was there any more juice, did I ever got sick, why did I smelled like blood, wait a minute... did he just!

-Did you just say I smell like blood?

-Yes... its strong did you cut yourself?

-Just a bit while I was cutting fruit... you have quite a nose there im impressed.

He had to be playing a trick on me... even if I put my nose on my finger blood had no smell, only a dog could have a nose powerful enough to smell blood its crazy, no he probably saw my band-aid.

-Do you want me to tell you a story while we wait for Raven?

-My favorite book is downstairs by the fireplace... right next to the picture whit me and my mom when I was a baby.

-What is it about?

-About a rabbit who made a house whit twigs but the wind blew it away, so he saw a nest in the trees but he could not climb... he tried a human house to but it was to big and he got lost, my grand father say underground is the best for rabbit and they know it so if we want rabbit we need to look bellow not in the trees... I think the rabbit knew that to but he was stubborn.

Alright I did it again.. waited a year and half to update T_T

I really wanna continue this story.. hopefully the next update will be soon

do you think this story deserve to be continued ot do you find it boring i wonder... I never wrote much

I try hard to have better english spelling