Fritz had been worried sick about you since the skating accident. He had been pacing around the house, trying to settle his nerves from your silly act.

"Are you alive?" Fritz asked softly as you slowly opened your eyes.

"Oh seems the gremlin is up! You had me all worried." Fritz sighs in relief, as his eyes meet yours.

He chuckled softly as he saw the confused look on your face.

"It's me.. Fritz, your older brother? Did you really hit your head that hard?" He asked with a concerned.