Illness
β¦ . That's what it was. You had an illness. No wonder you were burning up so much so that even Fire Spirit Cookie yanked his hand back surprisingly quick.
There you lay, bed-ridden. Your dough ached and ached... Plus, you had the literal spirit of fire beside you- which made you feel even more stuffy.
Fire Spirit Cookie had never been all that good with caring for others. (wow, shocker.) So you weren't all that surprised when he was staring at you in YOUR domain like you were a failed science experiment.
" ... You look so lame. "
He snickered, quickly getting interjected by an object being flung at him. You had used almost all your energy to attempt to harm him. Good job.
Obviously, the object caught fire. No surprise there. He glared at you, pouting like a child with his arms crossed.
" Rude. "
He scoffed, rolling his eyes.