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>laying in bed.
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>Have the flue.
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>Not any flue, no, you've got the one flue in this planet that targets ape species.
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>Which is why there simply aren't any apes or monkey like creatures.
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>Christ everything feels like it's burning, but you're cold at the same time.
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>It's like being in hell.
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>You want to go home.
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>Let your mother hold you.
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>But you're here.
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>You look up at the ceiling, watching the paint move.
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>The paint move?
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>That doesn't seem right.
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>You're so cold.
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>Fuck.
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>Why does it have to burn so much?
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>The white paint of the ceiling begins to blur and change with the other pastel colours of the castle bedroom.
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>You don't know what's real.
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>
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>
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>You stand over your boy.
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>Well.
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>No, Celestia.
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>He's not your boy.
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>Anons always reminding you of that, in some way or another.
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>Still...
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>Your heart stays heavy with worry, like a blanket of rocks thrown into a frozen lake.
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>Your little human, who hates being called that, lays there miserable in his bed.
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>In your mouth, you hold a cool wet rag and gently dab at his forehead with it.
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>He doesn't scream about it anymore.
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>That doesn't make you feel better.
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>You almost preferred the screaming, more than this terrible groaning.
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>Your heart hurts.
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>How did this happen?
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>There haven't been any primates in Equestria since grogar was still the emperor.
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>That was thousands of years ago.
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>You want to lay by him, and cradle him against you. Rest his head against your neck.
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>But his body is burning from the inside.
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>So you don't.
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>You contend with trying your best to keep the fever down.
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>Your sisters moonlight beatifies him.
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>In her glow, he is pallid like the heavenly body itself.
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>Like a son you could never have.
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>It's hard to know if this is a healthy colour for him, he's unlike any other creature that's ever been here.
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>The glow of the moon somehow makes the room feel giant and small all at once.
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>He seems so delicate.
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>You wipe down the crook of his neck with the cold rag.
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>He hisses pitifully.
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>Your student at this moment diligently looks for a cure.
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>You pray she finds it soon.
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