Frostsong: Look a skull!
ShadowHawk: Great... a skull...
Frostsong: Let's take it with us!
ShadowHawk: Let the poor skull rest in piece.
Frostsong: oooh I wonder if we can find the rest of the body!
ShadowHawk: She isn't listening to me
ShadowHawk: Great... a skull...
Frostsong: Let's take it with us!
ShadowHawk: Let the poor skull rest in piece.
Frostsong: oooh I wonder if we can find the rest of the body!
ShadowHawk: She isn't listening to me
ShadowHawk: The ship is here! Let's go!
Frostsong: Wait! one thing before we go...
ShadowHawk: What is it? I don't want them to leave without us
Frostsong: I love you *kisses him*
ShadowHawk: I love you too, now lets go to the ship and set sail again
Frostsong: Alright, I'll go anywhere as long as you're there.
ShadowHawk: *Kisses her* I'd do the same thing
Frostsong: Wait! one thing before we go...
ShadowHawk: What is it? I don't want them to leave without us
Frostsong: I love you *kisses him*
ShadowHawk: I love you too, now lets go to the ship and set sail again
Frostsong: Alright, I'll go anywhere as long as you're there.
ShadowHawk: *Kisses her* I'd do the same thing
Tchaikovsky: Beth, it's time to get up.
Beth: *mumbles* it's too early, I don't want to get up.
Tchaikovsky: Don't make me come over there and lay on you...
Beth: Don't you dare! You'll squish me into a pancake! Do you want a pancake for a mate?
Tchaikovsky: *eyes her* Sounds tasty
Beth: *mumbles* it's too early, I don't want to get up.
Tchaikovsky: Don't make me come over there and lay on you...
Beth: Don't you dare! You'll squish me into a pancake! Do you want a pancake for a mate?
Tchaikovsky: *eyes her* Sounds tasty
Beth: Look I'm up, no turning me into a pancake today.
Tchaikovsky: Aww, but you would've made a cute pancake
Beth: I'm not, nor will I ever be, a pancake.
Tchaikovsky: Aww, but you would've made a cute pancake
Beth: I'm not, nor will I ever be, a pancake.
Tchaikovsky: *Sighs* Fine... so how did you sleep?
Beth: *Stretches* Pretty good, I was tired. All the extra chores to pick up the slack of the sick is exhausting.
Tchaikovsky: *Kisses her* and we all appreciate all the help you put in to help out around here, I'm working hard to pick up the slack myself.
Beth: Yeah, but you're used to it. You grew up doing all these chores and things.
Tchaikovsky: It's not that hard, and the benefits of having a home make it worth it.
Beth: True...
Tchaikovsky: Tell you what, as a treat how about we go on a walk and get breakfast at that cafe in town that you like?
Beth: I could use some fresh air... maybe it would even help me feel less drowsy...
Tchaikovsky: Alrighty then it's settled, let's go!
Beth: *Stretches* Pretty good, I was tired. All the extra chores to pick up the slack of the sick is exhausting.
Tchaikovsky: *Kisses her* and we all appreciate all the help you put in to help out around here, I'm working hard to pick up the slack myself.
Beth: Yeah, but you're used to it. You grew up doing all these chores and things.
Tchaikovsky: It's not that hard, and the benefits of having a home make it worth it.
Beth: True...
Tchaikovsky: Tell you what, as a treat how about we go on a walk and get breakfast at that cafe in town that you like?
Beth: I could use some fresh air... maybe it would even help me feel less drowsy...
Tchaikovsky: Alrighty then it's settled, let's go!
Beth: *Gets up and wobbles a bit*
Tchaikovsky: You really are tired, maybe I should've let you sleep some more...
Beth: No, no... I'm fine, I just need some food and fresh air... *takes a few steps*
Tchaikovsky: You really are tired, maybe I should've let you sleep some more...
Beth: No, no... I'm fine, I just need some food and fresh air... *takes a few steps*
Tchaikovsky: Beth!
Beth:....
Tchaikovsky: Penny! Come quick, it's Beth!
Penny: *runs in* What happened?
Tchaikovsky: I woke her up, and then we talked for a bit, and then we started walking to go get some air and breakfast and she collapsed...
Penny: *Feels Beth's nose and ears* She has a fever, we need to get her into bed away from everyone else and call the vet.
Beth:....
Tchaikovsky: Penny! Come quick, it's Beth!
Penny: *runs in* What happened?
Tchaikovsky: I woke her up, and then we talked for a bit, and then we started walking to go get some air and breakfast and she collapsed...
Penny: *Feels Beth's nose and ears* She has a fever, we need to get her into bed away from everyone else and call the vet.
-A few hours later-
Tchaikovsky: What did the vet say?
Penny: I'm sorry, she has the plague. He gave her a shot of antibiotics and some pills to help with the fever but so far that hasn't helped many of the dogs that have gotten the plague.I know this is hard, but I need you to leave.
Tchaikovsky: I can't leave her!
Penny: Tchaikovsky, I understand but Beth wouldn't want you getting sick too. I promise that we'll do everything we can and I'll keep you updated.
Tchaikovsky: ...but I love her... she can't die when we've hardly had any time together...
Penny: She won't die, the vets are going to figure out a cure and everything is going to be fine.
Tchaikovsky: *Sniffles*...You promise?
Penny: I promise. Why don't you go sit with the others who have sick loved ones? It can be helpful to have others around going through the same thing and you can all share stories and pray together
Tchaikovsky: *Tries not to cry but tears escape and travel down his cheeks anyway* Okay... can I at least say goodbye?
Penny: Of course, I'll give you two some privacy. *Leaves the room*
Tchaikovsky: *Cries and kisses Beth* I love you, I've loved you since the first moment I saw you on New Years eve last year. You were this crazy hot girl, dancing around without a care in the world and I thought "wow, I should at least go talk to her and tell her she's gorgeous even though I have no shot with her" and when I went over to say hello you invited me to dance with you. We danced all night, and talked, and at midnight you kissed me and ran off like Cinderella. You are my princess that made my life into a fairy tale... *chokes back a sob* Please don't die on me, I don't know how to live without you anymore. You are the love of my life, you make the star shine brighter flowers blossom, and I will never stop loving you. You make the world a better place, so you have to get better. Please, please get better. I love you too much to lose you... *Sniffles* I have to go now, Penny doesn't want me to get sick too... I'll be thinking about you every moment until you get better *kisses her again before leaving the room and collapsing down the hall and sobbing*
Penny: I'm sorry, she has the plague. He gave her a shot of antibiotics and some pills to help with the fever but so far that hasn't helped many of the dogs that have gotten the plague.I know this is hard, but I need you to leave.
Tchaikovsky: I can't leave her!
Penny: Tchaikovsky, I understand but Beth wouldn't want you getting sick too. I promise that we'll do everything we can and I'll keep you updated.
Tchaikovsky: ...but I love her... she can't die when we've hardly had any time together...
Penny: She won't die, the vets are going to figure out a cure and everything is going to be fine.
Tchaikovsky: *Sniffles*...You promise?
Penny: I promise. Why don't you go sit with the others who have sick loved ones? It can be helpful to have others around going through the same thing and you can all share stories and pray together
Tchaikovsky: *Tries not to cry but tears escape and travel down his cheeks anyway* Okay... can I at least say goodbye?
Penny: Of course, I'll give you two some privacy. *Leaves the room*
Tchaikovsky: *Cries and kisses Beth* I love you, I've loved you since the first moment I saw you on New Years eve last year. You were this crazy hot girl, dancing around without a care in the world and I thought "wow, I should at least go talk to her and tell her she's gorgeous even though I have no shot with her" and when I went over to say hello you invited me to dance with you. We danced all night, and talked, and at midnight you kissed me and ran off like Cinderella. You are my princess that made my life into a fairy tale... *chokes back a sob* Please don't die on me, I don't know how to live without you anymore. You are the love of my life, you make the star shine brighter flowers blossom, and I will never stop loving you. You make the world a better place, so you have to get better. Please, please get better. I love you too much to lose you... *Sniffles* I have to go now, Penny doesn't want me to get sick too... I'll be thinking about you every moment until you get better *kisses her again before leaving the room and collapsing down the hall and sobbing*
--Sunset--
Tchaikovsky: I can't believe Beth got sick...
Poppy: I know it's hard, Tchaikovsky. I'm so sorry that your Beth got sick.
Tchaikovsky: and I'm sorry your pups got sick, I can't image how hard that must be as a parent to have to sit back and watch helplessly as your children struggle to get better without being about to comfort them at all.
Poppy: *Sniffles* Everyone will be okay, they have to be... <please Vanth let them live>
Tchaikovsky: *Gently kisses her forehead* I'm going to go check on Beth and see if there's been any improvement, and if I can't be by her side during this I can at least stay close by in case she wakes up. I'll check on your pups too.
Poppy: Thank you, I'll pray for Beth's swift recovery.
Tchaikovsky: *Tears up* Thank you.
Mai: <Chedey, if you're up there and listening... please, please help my new family. Losing you shattered me to pieces and I've only just begun putting myself back together, I can't take another heartbreak> *Cries softly*
Poppy: Mai, you've been here since my pups fell sick weeks ago. Please go get some rest, I hate to see you in such bad shape. It would bring me some comfort to know that you're getting some rest after all the support you've given me and Renji.
Mai: Alright... but I'm only going for a few hours to eat and get a bath. I can sleep here.
Poppy: Mai, please just go get some rest and come back in the morning. Think about your own pups, even though their grown they've already lost their father and can't afford to lose their mother too.
Mai: *Sighs* Alright, I'll sleep at the house too. But I'm coming back in the morning and there's nothing you can say to change my mind.
Poppy: Goodnight, Mai.
Mai: Goodnight, Poppy. I'll bring you some food when I come back in the morning and news of your pups if Renji doesn't come before I do.
Poppy: I doubt he will, he hasn't left his post in front of their door since they fell ill. But thank you.
*Tchaikovsky and Mai leave*
Poppy: I know it's hard, Tchaikovsky. I'm so sorry that your Beth got sick.
Tchaikovsky: and I'm sorry your pups got sick, I can't image how hard that must be as a parent to have to sit back and watch helplessly as your children struggle to get better without being about to comfort them at all.
Poppy: *Sniffles* Everyone will be okay, they have to be... <please Vanth let them live>
Tchaikovsky: *Gently kisses her forehead* I'm going to go check on Beth and see if there's been any improvement, and if I can't be by her side during this I can at least stay close by in case she wakes up. I'll check on your pups too.
Poppy: Thank you, I'll pray for Beth's swift recovery.
Tchaikovsky: *Tears up* Thank you.
Mai: <Chedey, if you're up there and listening... please, please help my new family. Losing you shattered me to pieces and I've only just begun putting myself back together, I can't take another heartbreak> *Cries softly*
Poppy: Mai, you've been here since my pups fell sick weeks ago. Please go get some rest, I hate to see you in such bad shape. It would bring me some comfort to know that you're getting some rest after all the support you've given me and Renji.
Mai: Alright... but I'm only going for a few hours to eat and get a bath. I can sleep here.
Poppy: Mai, please just go get some rest and come back in the morning. Think about your own pups, even though their grown they've already lost their father and can't afford to lose their mother too.
Mai: *Sighs* Alright, I'll sleep at the house too. But I'm coming back in the morning and there's nothing you can say to change my mind.
Poppy: Goodnight, Mai.
Mai: Goodnight, Poppy. I'll bring you some food when I come back in the morning and news of your pups if Renji doesn't come before I do.
Poppy: I doubt he will, he hasn't left his post in front of their door since they fell ill. But thank you.
*Tchaikovsky and Mai leave*
--Sunrise--
Renji: Poppy! Poppy wake up!
Renji: <She must be exhausted if all my shouting hasn't woken her up...> *Gently shakes Poppy* Poppy, honey... wake up
Poppy: ...Renji? What are you doing here?
Renji: Come on darling, get up. It's the pups...
Poppy: *Startles awake* Please don't tell me they're dead! *Starts crying*
Renji: *Nuzzles her* No Poppy, they aren't dead... they're awake, and doing a lot better
Poppy: ...Renji? What are you doing here?
Renji: Come on darling, get up. It's the pups...
Poppy: *Startles awake* Please don't tell me they're dead! *Starts crying*
Renji: *Nuzzles her* No Poppy, they aren't dead... they're awake, and doing a lot better
Poppy:*Gets up and runs towards the house crying tears of joy* <They're alive! Oh thank heavens they're going to live!>
Renji: *Chases after her* Wait for me!
Renji: *Chases after her* Wait for me!