Author: TheSouthLondonShaman PM
Vince has flu.Rated: Fiction K - English - Vince N. - Words: 312 - Reviews: 3 - Follows: 1 - Published: 11-29-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8748697
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"Medicine time!" Howard called cheerfully. Vince had had flu for 5 days now. "How are you feeling?"
"My throat hurts, I keep coughing, I'm still tired even though I've slept all day and it's really hot." Howard got up and went to the kitchen. He made two glasses of water, one containing a soluble vitamin and one with two soluble paracetamol. Despite his age, Vince still couldn't swallow tablets properly.
Returning into the living room, he presented the younger man with both cups.
"Not again, Howard, they taste awful!"
"They're good for you. They'll help you get better. Drink them." Vince pulled a face, but didn't argue. They'd had this discussion more than a few times while he'd been ill.
He swallowed them, complaining constantly.
"Is it done now?" He asked hopefully.
"One more." He left and returned a few moments later with a spoon and a small bottle.
"No! Howard, that's the worst one!" Vince protested, shaking his head.
"I know, Vince, but it's one spoonful then it's all finished."
"Vince, it'll stop the cough hurting your throat. Just one spoonful, then you'll feel better." Howard coaxed.
"No I won't."
"Vince…" He was starting to lose his patience now. "I'll get Naboo." Vince still wouldn't swallow the medicine, keeping his mouth firmly shut. Howard, true to his word, left and returned with the tiny shaman.
"Vince, why won't you take your medicine?"
"It tastes bad." Naboo sighed inwardly, and walked over to Vince.
"It'll only taste bad for a minute, and then your cough won't hurt anymore, ok?"
"Ok." Vince said, resigning himself to the fact that he'd have to take it eventually. He closed his eyes and swallowed the spoonful of medicine Howard was holding out to him. He grimaced, but didn't object anymore.
"Better?" Vince nodded. "Good. Back to bed then, see you in four hours!"