Virgil's POV
"How's he doing?" I heard Thomas's voice ask, waking me up again. "Better." Patton said turning towards me and smiling, catching Thomas's attention. Thomas looked over at me and smiled as well. "Hey buddy, how you feeling?" He asks, kneeling down. I looked at him and laugh slightly. "Didn't Patton just tell you?" Thomas laughed, "Yeah but just wanted to hear from you." My laugh turned into a series of coughs. When I finally finished Thomas asked with a laugh, "You okay?" "Yeah Sorry..." I sat catching my breath. Thomas lightly place his hand on my forehead. "Well seems your fever's getting better. My hand it's on fire." He said jokingly inspecting it. "So who's this crush I hear about?" Just that second the microwave chimed, i now owned my soul to that microwave.
Patton comes up to me with a bowl of tomato soup. I give him and 'oh' expression and he laughs. "you're not getting out of that question that easily,buddy." I quickly filled my mouth with soup. damn double crossing microwave.
"This isn't over..." and an evil laugh follows
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I don't feel too well || A Sick Virgil Story
FanfictionOne week ago for talking down with a very bad illness. Throughout the course of time with no help Virgil's condition worsened and worsened to this point. This is a Sander Sides story Possible trigger warnings: Sickness, nausea, vomiting, blood, re...
