You were in bed, feeling absolutely miserable and nauseated. Tossing and turning to feel more comfortable, but nothing really worked. You grumbled to yourself, frustrated. But you also remembered that you had angels to take care of, but you felt too weak to do so..and that made you feel bad. Suddenly, at around 8 AM, you hear faint shuffling before your bedroom door opened and the twins flew in.

“Bonjour!~ Good mor—“

The twins noticed your condition and looked concerned, hovering over you quickly.

“Oh dear! Are you alright? You look awfully ill..”