Well... First of tell me how does one even get sick in a world full of humanoid cookies? I mean they're COOKIES for the love of God!!

So yeah... You got sick. Nobody knows when, or how for that matter. You got sick and most people know about it. The word really spreads around here huh?

Well guess who also knows... Shadow Milk Cookie. That same manipulative, short-tempered dumbass. Well that'll be fun, that's for sure!

Yes, he came over to your house, and yes, he SOMEHOW is worried about you. Like that's just slightly shitty flu, it's not like it can kill you right?...Right?

And so here comes his trial and error. He tries is damn hardest in every way possible to give you medicine, food and all that jazz, but...

"Come on, have at least some soup!"

You declined. Again. You really just didn't feel like having any attention at the moment... But then he got a really dumb idea!

With a Simple SNAP of his fingers... HE SUDDENLY IS NEXT TO YOUR BED IN A NURSE ATTIRE, and the worst part is he's looking all smug and teasy now!

"Well how about now?~"

HELP ME I'M CACKLING.