Once we finish, Gil takes the plate and smiles at me. "Birdie, ya got something right…here." He leans over and gently licks some syrup off the corner of my mouth. I blush. "That's good syrup Birdie." he whispers when he finishes.

"Well, it's real syrup. Canadian. Like they all should be." I quietly tell him. He gently kisses me and then takes my plate to the kitchen. I stay there for a minute before getting up and going to the kitchen. I run into him as he's coming out.

"Sorry." I say as he wraps his arm around me, holding me close.

"It's all right Birdie. What do you want to do? West is at Feliciano's, so we're all alone not counting your bear."

"Kumakichi? Where is he?" I look around, but Gil turns my head to face him.

"He's around, don't worry."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, I'm positive."

"OK."

"Now, what do you want to do today Birdie?"

"I don't know." He walks me over to the sofa and sits me on his lap. He gently rubs my arms.

"We can do anything you want Birdie."

"What about we go to an arcade? I haven't been to one in a while." I say softly.

"An arcade. Alright then." He kisses me again before we get up. He pulls me up and brings me to his car.

Prussia POV

I drive Birdie to the arcade. I don't know why he wants to go there, but if he does, I'll bring my little Birdie there. I hold his hand tightly as I drive, still a bit freaked out from earlier. One minute he had been walking back to me, the next he stares at me blankly and falls. If it hadn't been Birdie, I wouldn't be so worried.

Once we get there and start playing some games, I see I am awesomer than I thought I would be at them. I crush Birdie in every single game, and get the high score on all the others. This doesn't seem to discourage Birdie though. He just keeps smiling and doing his best to beat me.

When we play ski ball, I see he is really bad at it.

"Want some help Birdie?" I ask him after his third time.

He looks over at me and nods. "That would be nice."

I smile at him. "OK." I wrap my arm around him as I stand behind him, and I hold the back of his hand with my other. We play ski ball for a while like that. I love holding him close to me. It feels so nice having him so close. After a while, Birdie looks at me.

"Gil, let's go somewhere to eat. I'm hungry." I was getting hungry too, so I agree.

"Where do you want to go?"

"You can choose since I made breakfast." He smiles up at me and I gently kiss his nose, smiling. I bring him to my car and drive around, looking for someplace to eat. I find a nice little place I had come upon before. I'm pretty sure Birdie will like it, so I bring him there. We get there, but when we get out, Birdie holds onto the door, looking pained.

"Hey, are you Ok?"

"G-gil, d-do you have m-my pain meds?" His pain meds. They were sitting on my bedside table, where we left them last night.

"Birdie, I didn't think to bring them. I'm sorry, I should have. Do you hurt a lot? Should we go home?"

"N-no, I'm-" He can't hold onto the car any longer, and I catch him before he falls. He clings onto me, grimacing. "Y-yes. I-I'm sorry."

"Don't be. It's not your fault this happened." I get him back in the car and drive back to my house. When there, I take Birdie inside and get him up to my room. I feed him the medicine, seeing as he's unable to do it himself. His bear sat on his lap and glared at me the entire time.

Birdie takes a few deep breaths after and then blushes. "Th-thanks."

"No problem Birdie. I don't wanna see ya hurt."

He pets his bear, which gets him to stop glaring at me. He looks up at Birdie with concern. "It's alright. I'm OK." he whispers to him. I smile at the two.

"Did he hurt you?" his bear asks. Birdie shakes his head.

"It must have just been from the burns. The doctors said a lot of moving could cause more pain then if I rested." he quietly says.

"You shouldn't be moving a lot? And you had me take you to your house and the arcade?"

He looks down at his bear. "I'm sorry Gil. I just wanted to get out. I was in the hospital for a while, not doing anything. I'm sorry. Please don't be mad."

"I can't stay mad at you Birdie. But you're gonna rest now, OK? And it'll be awesome." I lift his head up and gently kiss him. "I'll get you some lunch; I'll be back in a few minutes." I go down to go get Birdie something to eat.