sick day

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Dream heard a small whine in bed next to him but he was way to tired to open his eyes, he just assumed it was George. 'Georgie?' Dream shifted over to feel for George around him. He placed his hand on his side and slowly patted up his body till he got to his face. 'You're face is very warm' dream gave a soft giggle. 'Dreeeam, I think I'm sick' George spoke in a slow whinny voice. Dream finally decided to open his eyes to see a blurry figure lying in front of him. Dream blink a few times until he chould see the weak looking brunette in front of him clearly. 'You look awful' dream placed the back of his hand on George's forehead. Dream quickly arose from his bed and rummaged through the drawers in the nightstand next to the bed. He pulled out a thermometer and popped in straight into George's mouth. They both waited for the small beep of the thermometer.

The thermometer read 109 F. 'George, I think you have a fever.' Dream patted George on the head softy. 'I'll be right back' and with that dream left the room.

He returned a few minutes later with a wooden trey in his hands. The trey had a small, white bowl of chicken noodle soup and a Turkey sandwich on a plate next to it. 'Here George, this will make you feel better.' Dream sat the trey in George's lap with a smile. 'Thank you so much' George said with a sniffle of his nose. Dream kissed the boy on his forehead and sat down on the bed at George's feet. 'Hope you feel better' dream gave another smile. 'With your love and care, I'm sure I will' George sneezed after he finished talking.
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Short but simple. I totally didn't rush this... :0

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