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Spoke was feeling... Sick, to say the least. Though Spoke though he couldn't get sick since he was voidling, but whatever. He was tired and just wanted to sleep. But he also wanted to exploit.
He loved exploiting, but today he barely got out of bed before promptly puking last night's dinner. Gross. What should he do? Apparently to Spoke, go outside and run into the jungle so no one would see him sick. After about an hour, Mapicc started texting asking where he was at. Spoke tried to text back, but he had gotten delirious from the fever and the 90° summer heat, and dropped his communicatior smashing it on the jungle ground.
Shit what he do now? Go back? No he was sick. Then it clicked. The end was cold, so he should go there! He has forgotten MinuteTech guards over the end. He got to the end portal and got in. He spawned in, and there was the box Minute had made over the spawn for the end. Spoke then remembered Minute was here, and drank an invisibility potion just as Minute opened the box. As Minute walked in closer, looking around, Spoke dash quickly but quietly out into the end.
Minute heard Spoke's footsteps, and whipped around. "Who's there? I heard you y'know." Minute's voice came from behind Spoke. Spoke tried running, but Minute tackled him before he got far. Minute pulled out a milk bucket and forced Spoke to drink it, forcing the invisibility off.
"Spoke?" Minute's voice rang in Spoke's ears. "Spoke what are you doing here?" Spoke looked up at Minute. This was the person that pretty much raised him. "I um...." Spoke tried to think of an excuse, but his head was empty. "Don't make excuses." Minute said with a fatherly tone, and that just kind of broke Spoke. Spoke wrapped his arms around his father and put his head in the crook of Minute's neck.
Minute felt the heat coming off of Spoke, it was super hot, which is worrying because voidlings run colder than anyone else. Minute picked up Spoke and stood up, Spoke's head still in the crook or his neck. "Spoke are you alright? You're burning hot." Minute asked, starting to carry Spoke to his base. "I don't feel good..." Spoke admitted quietly. "What have you done this morning? Have you ate? Puked? Passed out? What?" Minute kept asking, Spoke just stayed quiet as he started to fall asleep in his father's arms.
When Spoke woke up, he was in a makeshift bed of pillows. Spoke immediately stood up, then threw up. Minute rushed into the room. "Spoke?! Spoke are you alright?" Minute asked, sitting Spoke back on the bed. Spoke just looked away from Minute. Minute took a second cleaning the floor where Spoke... You know. He then grabbed some medicine and gave it to Spoke, along with a glass of water. Spoke took the medicine before clinging back to his father's side. "Spoke, come on you need to rest." Minute said, trying to get Spoke to lay back down. Spoke shook his head and clinged harder onto his father's side.
Minute sighed and sat on the makeshift bed, and Spoke sat right next to him. Minute then pushed Spoke to lay down, and Minute turned off the lights. It only took a couple of minutes, drifting off to sleep, by his father's side. Oh how Spoke loved his father.