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Two Time
I was awakened by a sudden source of light, the window. Another beautiful day has been brought to me by the spawn.
My eyelids felt heavy, not an unusual sensation, but something felt off place. As I got up I got a quick reminder that my whole body felt heavy and on pain. My legs wobbly kept me standing, but today is no day to rest! There is still my duty to protect my fellow comrades.
My thoughts were suddenly interrupted as my legs gave in on giving me structure. — “Ouch. Oh my Spawn, I can’t continue on staying here and doing nothing.” — I got up again, but I quickly sat down on my bed. The idea of resting tempted me.
Please forgive me Spawn, for this. I laid down, and everything went black.
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I was waken up again, but not by the light this time. I opened my eyes, curiously scanning the room. My head was bumping, ‘a headache’ I concluded.
There was a sudden noise of a door closing. — “Who’s there?” — I asked, feeling slightly scared, but deep down I knew Spawn would protect me.
“Hi… Two Time?” — a voice, someone moved to my bedroom door, a familiar face. Someone who smelled like pizza sauce.
“Elliot? What are you doing here, my friend?”
“I came to check on you.” — he paused — “You didn’t participate on the last round, I found it odd. Are you alright?” — he entered my bedroom, he was holding something.
“I am quite well, my friend. Forgive me for I am curious, but what are you holding?”
“Oh,” — he looked at it for a second — “I brought some food, since you missed breakfast. I figured you would be hungry. Are you sure you are okay?”
“Thank you for the food, my kindest friend.” Ignoring his last words, I sit up to reach for the food, my head hurts again. Elliot turns his gaze to me, he had a strange look on his face.
His eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes looked distant in thought. He was concerned.
“Two Time.” — he called for my attention — “You are clearly unwell. I can take care of you.”
“There is no need. My lord spawn is always taking care of the ones who worship his greatness.”
His eyes meet mine once again.
“Two Time, I assure you it is no burden. Let me take care of you.” — he gently touched my forehead — “You are in horrible fever.”
Something about his persistence… — “Okay… Thank you for your exceeding kindness, my dear Elliot.”
The pizza boy looked relieved. — “You should eat” — he said as he adjusted me in a more comfortable position on my bed. There was a pleasing silence as he arranged the food.
“Can you eat it in your own?” — I nod — “Okay, I’ll grab an wet towel. If you need anything, call me. Understood?” — he smiled gently and left the room before I could answer.
Elliot came back a few minutes later, right after I had finished eating. He laid me down on my bed and then placed the slightly wet and cold towel on my forehead.
“Do you need anything? Are you still hungry or-“
“I am fine, my kind friend Elliot.” — Elliot blinked a few times.
“Oh, okay! I will stay here. Rest. If you need anything I will be here right by your side.”
I nodded and closed my eyes.
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It had been a few weeks since Elliot had taken care of my sick self.
But today my dear friend was looking extremely tired. Oh my dear Spawn, I should pray for his well being after he was such a nice soul to me.
Elliot was resting on one of the chair on the cabin.
“Hello my kindest friend, are you doing well?”
“Hello Two Time… I am doing pretty good.” — He smiled, though it looked gentle but forced. — “Just resting a bit. Heheh.”
“My dear friend, don’t you know that it is a sin to lie?” — I paused, looking into his pale face. — “You look quite sick, Elliot.”
His eyes widened a little bit, but quickly returned to normal. — “You have nothing to worry about, Two Time. It is just a little headache. It will be gone in no time.”
“That is nonsense, Elli. My lord Spawn says to take care of the in need, and you need it.”
“But-“
“Dear friend, allow me to care for you. If it bothers you that much, pretend that I am doing this as a payback from your previous kindness!”
His gaze softened — “Thank you, Two Time. Thank you for caring.”
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Elliot was lying on his bed, he looked half asleep already.
“Did you have trouble sleeping, Elliot?”
He looked stunned, uneasy — “I sleep quite well, I think…” — he laughed, it felt forced. It was forced.
“I see. How do you feel? Is the headache still bad?”
Elliot touched the wet towel I had left on his head. — “It feels better now.” — he smiled.
“That’s good to hear, my dear Elliot.”
Silence filled the room, Elliot closed his eyes.
“Thank you, Two Time.” — the pizza man said, and then finally fell into sleep.
I didn’t utter a word. My chest felt warm. Oh my Spawn, what is this feeling of… pure bliss?