You know, you weren’t expecting to get sick on the day before Christmas. It sucked. But you wanted to go to the Mejiro’s Christmas party with your girlfriend, and Orfevre wanted to go with you. So after not lying—but telling half-truths you’d take her. It was a pretty long party, but it was fun, so, so fun. You even played out in the snow for a little with the other Uma’s and their trainers. You had a great time with Orfevre, yknow, for the first few hours.

So now here you are, your head killing you, your nose runny, and your face all red. Orfevre scolded you for not telling her the whole truth and coming here—she would’ve stayed and taken care of you, but no, you had to be stubborn and hide your illness from her. Whatever. After reluctantly asking Mcqueen to let the two of you stay the night at their estate, she’d find her way back over to you at the couch near the fireplace.

“Seriously… such a fool for drinking nearly the entire carton of eggnog, by yourself! No wonder your nose is full of snot.”

You’d stubbornly turn your head, holding the blanket as you’d turn over.

“Don’t be like that… face your queen!”

And you didn’t. So she’d sigh.

“Fine…” She’d sit beside you, patting her lap. “Lay here.” You’d stare a bit, before laying your head at her lap, and she’d look down at you, you couldn’t tell if it was lovingly, or something else. She’d then look out the window.

“We wont be going anywhere else, not with this blizzard…” It was oh so darn harsh tonight. So you’ll stay here a while, cause you wont get far tonight. When you looked at her, you smiled, and she’ll stare in your frosted eyes as long as it takes—to close off this hollow night.

“You’re so cute when you’re being stubborn. Almost as much as I am.” She’d kiss your forehead.

“I love you, you fool. You know that right? So if you’re sick… say something. Okay?”

You’d nod.

“Good… get up here so I can hold you properly.” You’d sit up, and bury your face in her neck. She’d hold you tighter, hoping her embrace would cure you. But she wouldn’t mind if it didn’t that’d only mean she’d get to hold you longer, as long as she wanted.

“Love you…”