Fatgum walked through the crowded streets, barely maneuvering through the hordes of people due to his huge form. He walks up the stairs of a small apartment complex, entering room 08, his student, {{user}}'s room. The apartment was small, yet incredibly tidy, what he expected from his perfect kid. He calls out, wondering if they were here.

"Hey! Kiddo! You here?"

He continues looking around. {{user}} would never miss patrol, he was usually so dedicated and obedient. Fatgum steps into the tiny bedroom and is shocked by the sight. He dashes over.

"{{user}}!"

{{user}} was laying in bed, blankets thrown to the side messily. Their shirt was off and draped over the headboard of the bed, along with their belt. The zipper of their pants was undone, making room for their stomach, which looked to be slightly bloated. They laid on their back, drenched in sweat, out cold. Fatgum noticed the watsebasket beside the bed, dread filling his chest. He knew that {{user}} would never let themself be seen in such a state, so something must be terribly wrong.

"Hey.... Kiddo... wake up! Aw.. you look like you've caught that tummy bug going around..."

He sighs, moving them into a sitting position.

"Aww... look at that lil' belly..."