In Sickness
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Now for something a bit different.
This is a fictional work I wrote about a month ago, titled In Sickness. After some tweaking, it now has its own little space here on my website. It also feels fitting to share now, since I'm actually sick. Nothing too bad, just a slight cold.
I find it difficult to write in the third person, so this work is entirely dialogue-based. The characters and setting are intentionally ambiguous. That's the magic of fiction.
If it isn't clear, each section takes place in a different time frame, with smaller blocks of dialogue indicating short pauses in time. Also, lines are color-coded and begin with different symbols depending on who's speaking. I'm not sure why I'm dissecting my work like this, but, you know, formatting is hard.
Usually, with anything I make, I'd have some behind-the-scenes commentary. But I'm very bad at literary analysis, so I won't be attempting that. I just wrote what I wrote because I liked it. Can't really explain further.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this work as much as I enjoyed writing it. That is to say, a reasonable amount.
> What are you doing?
~ Making a chocolate pie!
> That's not chocolate. That's dirt.
~ We can pretend it's chocolate! You want some?
> Ewww, no. It's yucky.
~ Come on, you'll like it! Here, I'll try some first.
> What? No, you're gonna be sick-
~ Mmmmmm! Delicious!
> Eh? Really?
~ Yeah, try it! It's really good!
> I don't want to...
~ Pleeease? I promise to play with you if you eat it.
> Okay!
~ My tummy hurts...
> Mine hurts too. But it's like we ate too much candy. We'll be fine!
~ N-no, I don't feel fine. I think I'm gonna, I'm gonna-
> Hey, don't cry. It's okay.
~ But I made mom angry! And your mom is angry too!
> Yeah, but they won't be angry forever. They'll be happy again tomorrow!
~ But what about your shirt? It's all messy now...
> It's okay. I'm not angry.
~ Are you sure?
> Yep! I would never be angry at you.
~ Promise me?
> I promise.
~ Pinky promise?
> Pinky promise!
~ Dude, that rollercoaster was awesome!
> Y-yep, it sure was.
~ Oh, can you check what time it is?
> It's almost three. We should get back on the bus soon.
~ Alright, race you there!
> Race? I don't want to race.
~ It'll be fun! Loser buys lunch for the winner.
> Sorry, don't want to. I'll just walk...
~ Eh? That's not like you-
> I said I don't want to!
~ Woah, hey, is everything alright? Is something wrong?
> N-no, I'm just... just tired.
~ Don't lie to me. I can tell something's wrong.
> ...
~ Your face is kinda pale. Are you sick? I can walk you to the bathroom-
> No! Public bathrooms are disgusting. I'll be okay-
~ Dude, I don't want you to throw up on the way back.
> No. I'm not going.
~ I'll tell everyone you have a crush on-
> Fine! You win, okay?
~ I knew it.
> If you tell anyone else I swear-
~ Yeah, yeah. I'll wait for you outside. Gonna go tell the teachers.
> Whatever.
> Sorry for yelling earlier.
~ It's fine. I'm only mad because you went on so many rides.
> It's because I wanted to go with you!
~ Yeah, and we both know my stamina is much better than yours.
> Not my fault you're such an adrenaline junkie.
~ Heh.
~ But seriously though, don't push yourself like that again.
> I know, I know.
~ You sure you don't wanna come to the party?
> Unlike you, I'm more of a studying type of person.
~ And you're also a "never-leaves-his-room" type of person.
> No I'm not.
~ When's the last time you went outside?
> This morning, actually, I had a lecture-
~ Doesn't count. Come on, we're going.
> Alright, alright. Why do I always get dragged along with you?
~ Your choice, not mine. Maybe we can finally get you a girlfriend!
> Eugh.
> Dude, you smell like beer! How much did you drink?
~ Oh, you know, just the normal amount, haha. Seven?
> Seven... yeah, you're not gonna remember anything. My condolences.
~ Noooooo, but I wanted to remember tonight! Tonight was so fun!
> Sure it was. Let's get home, alright?
~ Hehe, okay.
~ How much longer do we have to walk? Feels like it's been foreeever...
> It's around the corner. We're almost there. You can do it.
~ Of course, my prince.
> Don't call me that.
~ My beautiful, lovely prince. My prince in shining armor!
> That's not how it... Whatever, we're here.
~ Hooray!
> Let go of me. I need to grab my keys.
~ No. I don't wanna let go!
> I'll buy you ice cream tomorrow.
~ Ooh, ice cream!
> I'm not sleeping on your bed. There's not enough room.
~ But I'm so lonely... I miss you.
> Really now.
~ I miss you, my handsome, pretty boy.
> Wow, I'm flattered.
~ If you don't sleep with me I'm gonna cry. Do you want to see me cry? Huh?
> Okay, okay, please don't cry. I'll sleep with you for tonight.
~ Yay!
~ You're really handsome, you know?
> Thanks. Go to sleep.
~ I'm surprised you haven't found someone yet...
> Me too. Go to sleep.
~ Maybe I should date you instead!
> ...
> Say that to me when you're sober, and it's a deal. Now go to sleep.
~ I can't.
> Why not?
~ Gonna throw up.
> Oh.
> ...Wait nononono not on the bed-
> Morning.
~ Morning. My head hurts.
> Like the usual. Fun night?
~ Hell yeah. Did I say anything stupid?
> Not that I can remember.
~ Good.
> I can't believe I ruined our anniversary.
~ Hey now, it's not your fault. It's my fault for picking the stupid place.
> But it's my fault for eating seafood.
~ But I recommended it to you.
> Maybe it's actually the restaurant's fault.
~ Mmm, yeah. Anyone who dares make my boyfriend sick deserves to-
> Gonna stop you right there. The worst you should do is leave a bad review.
~ No grand conspiracies? No assassination plans?
> You've been watching too many spy movies. I'm picking a rom-com next time.
~ You're no fun.
> As always.
> Anyway, my stomach is undoubtedly empty now. Wanna grab some actual food?
~ Burgers?
> Burgers.
~ Oh my god, you're here. You're here.
> Yep, I'm right here- Woah, don't hug me too tight, it kinda hurts.
~ Sorry, sorry. I'm just glad you're okay.
> Did you run from your workplace? You're sweating.
~ Of course I did! Why wouldn't I?
> You didn't have to. They should've told you I was fine-
~ How long ago was the surgery?
> A few hours ago.
~ A few hours? They couldn't have told me earlier?
> Hey, hey, deep breaths for me, alright?
~ I'm just, it's just...
> Shh, you're here now, and I'm here too. I'm not leaving you anytime soon.
~ ...
~ You're such an idiot.
> I know. I'm sorry. I'll be more careful next time. I promise.
~ You promise?
> I promise.
> You should get changed. That suit looks so uncomfortable.
~ Yeah... yeah, it is.
> Are you sure they'll let you stay overnight?
~ Yeah, I just told them I was your husband. They don't check that info.
> Huh. Didn't expect you to be so bold.
~ Do you not wanna get married?
> No no, I'd love to get married one day. I just...
~ Ah. No, I get it. We don't have to talk about it right now. It's okay.
> Hmm, nope. You're my husband now. You will have the great honor of...
~ Of?
> Carrying me to the bathroom. Gotta throw up.
~ Seriously?
> Yup.
~ That was the least romantic thing you've said since I've known you.
> The least romantic thing I've said so far.
~ Ugh, I'll hold you up. Don't move your head too quickly.
> Anything, my prince.
~ Never call me that again.
~ Seriously though, do you really want to get married?
> Yeah, of course. Who do you think will propose first?
~ It's not a race.
> Oh, it is now.
> Worst. Wedding. Ever. Oh my god.
~ My stomach is burning.
> I feel like I'm being punched in the guts repeatedly.
~ Why did you suggest seafood for the main course?
> Why did you agree with it?
~ Because it's a fancy occasion and the guests would like it!
> I agree! But we clearly don't!
~ God, I hate everything!
> Including me?
~ Yes! I am really not in the mood for-
> Okay, okay, I know. Sorry. We're gonna be fine.
~ We're gonna be fine.
> Always. I gotta throw up again.
> Whew, that was... an experience.
~ You alright?
> Yep. You?
~ All good now. Let's get out of here. We've worried everyone enough.
> Yeah.
> The bathrooms are surprisingly clean here.
~ Right?
* ...Daddy?
~ Mmm... hmm? Oh, hey sweetie. Did you have a bad dream?
* No. I think I have a tummy ache.
~ Alright, well Daddy's going to get you some warm water, okay?
* No. I think I'm going to-
~ Oh.
~ ...Oh! Babe! Babe!
> ...huh? What-
~ Bucket bucket bucket!
> Phew, that was a close one. Did you eat too much for dinner?
* No, but daddy gave me chocolate.
> ...
~ ...Sorry.
> Okay, next time you won't be getting dessert for dinner.
* Aww...
> But if you feel better tomorrow, we'll get ice cream! How does that sound?
* Yeah!
> Alright, let's get you back into bed, okay?
* Okay. I'm sleepy.
> Told you that bucket would be useful one day.
~ Fine. You win this time.