Monday, baby, I fell for you. Tuesday, I wrote you this song~ [Open!]

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    Nitro, of course, had been up an hour before dawn. He was coming into the den now, after rummaging through the junk to see if he could salvage anything useful. His big find this time had been a shiny metal pot which he wore on his head, adding to his already ridiculous look. ''Wakey wakey!'' he singsonged as he strode into the den. ''Don't wanna be a bunch of lazy sacks now do ya?''


    With a muffled groan at his voice--which seemed much to loud for so early in the morning--Texanspirit slowly blinked open her golden eyes. She tried sitting up but was racked by a fit of coughing. Her stomach was also cramping up painfully, sending up sharp pains. She glanced over at Ze Mole, wondering if he was feeling the same.

    Christophe closed his eyes once more, his head pounding. "Vould you juzt shut up," he growled to Nitro, more of a command than a question. The last thing he needed was this cat's bright and eccentric personality when he was about ready to crawl into a hole and die. It hadn't taken him long to figure out that Texanspirit was feeling just as terrible as he was; it seemed as if they would be staying after all. Just this thought alone made him feel like curling up and sleeping until it was all over.

    Nitro rolled his eyes, completely oblivious to their pain and illness. ''Well, don't know what time you two usually get up but around here, we get up at the butt crack of dawn!'' he replied grinning at his own joke.


    Texanspirit took a deep, ragged breath and tried to be patient. ''Look, we don't exactly feel to good alright? So can ya', I don't know...not talk...so much.'' she winced as another sharp pain sliced through her stomach. Obviously they weren't going anywere. Not in this state. She flashed an appologetic grin towards Ze Mole as if to say 'sorry I got us stranded here'.

    "In ozer wordz...Shut up," Ze Mole muttered crossly, his voice sounding strained. His head was pounding even harder now, and he had a feeling that it wasn't all from whatever form of sickness he had. He met Texanspirit's gaze and offered her a slight smirk, one of those, 'hey, maybe we're screwed, but we've still got our health, right?' smirks. He suddenly frowned, realizing that that certainly didn't apply to this scenario.

    With an annoyed scowl, Nitro began to circle the two cats. He sniffed at Texanspirit and muttered something inaudible to himself. He padded over to Ze Moleand looked into his eyes. ''Hmm...yep.'' he backed away. ''You guys look sick. I think it's probably Carrion Place Sickness.'' he said it so carelessly, as if it wasn't a big deal. He'd gotten it before and he survived. ''Probably from the rats you guys ate yesterday.''


    Texanspirit hissed under her breath and pushed down the string of profanity she felt like blurting out to the silver tabby. She reminded herself that she needed to be patient with him. ''And what are the cures for this sickness?'' she said slowly, followed by a sneeze.


    Nitro shrugged. ''I'm not really that good with herbs.'' he replied.

    "So ve are juzt zuppozed to lay here until ziz all blowz over?" Christophe growled, glaring at Nitro. "If I vere you, I vould go out, get zome kind of education on herbz, and fix ziz. I am not ztaying here with zome little pain in ze ass like you." He pushed himself up onto his paws, not wanting to just lay around all day, whether he was sick or not. Besides, he wasn't sure how much more of this cat he could take.

    ''Fine!'' Nitro snapped. ''I've heard some of the ShadowClan cats caught this sickness before,'' he began, his tail lashing as he spoke. ''I think I heard that they cured it with borage, juniper, and a few other herbs. But I don't know what they look like or how to find them.'' he glanced at Texanspirit who he knew had always had some knowledge of herbs.


    Texanspirit though for a moment, looking down at her paws. ''Borage...I think those have blue star shaped flowers.'' she meowed after a while. '''And Juniper has purple berries and dark leaves.'' she shrugged. ''That's what I remember at least.''


    Nitro nodded. ''I'll see what I can find.'' he meowed before scampering out of the den and running off.

    Christophe let out an agitated huff, leaning against a wall of the cave, glad to have some peace, if only for a little while. He wondered once again how Texanspirit had ever managed to put up with Nitro, and shook his head, knowing that he'd have probably exploded with that cat around. And now, here he was, having to rely on him to make he and Texanspirit better.

    Texanspirit closed her eyes, taking a slow breath. She prayed to StarClan that Nitro would be able to find the right herbs and not end up poisoning them by mistake. Chance are that he would need to go outside of Carrion Place to find the herbs so on the bright side, they could have some peace while he was away. Stiffling a cough, Texanspirit opened her eyes.


    Nitro found it hard to focus on his task as he passed by all the scrap piles. It looked like there was some great stufff inside. Shaking his head, he pressed on until he found the exit. Now it was a matter of finding herbs without accidentally straying on to ShadowClan land.

    Christophe yawned, wrapping his tail around himself as a gust of cold wind blew into the mouth of the cave, ruffling his fur. He flexed his claws, waiting impatiently for Nitro to get back, yet willing him to get lost and never reappear at the same time. "Once we get going again," he said, glancing at Texanspirit. "I recommend you don't stop to chat with any old friendz you juzt may happen to meet along the vay. Unlezz, of courze, zhey are zmarter zan zhiz cat."

    ''Luckily for you, I don't have many friends outside WindClan.'' Texanspirit replied with a smirk. ''But okay.'' she watched the entrance for Nitro's return.


    Humminng a random tune, Nitro trotted along at a leasurely pace. He passed by a a dark green plant with bright red berries. ''Hmm...Now did she say red berries or purple berries...?'' he pondered, gazing at them curiously. He was about to bite a few off when he remembered. ''Oh right, it was purple.'' he continued on for awhile until he found another plant with that matched Texanspirit's description of juniper. He took a few of the berriers and put them in his satchel.


    OOC: The red berries? Death Berries. XD

    ((xD I actually love Nitro. He's like a kit; so curious and innocent ^^))


    Christophe also smirked slightly, lying back down rather than standing on all fours as his head began to pound once more, bringing along a nauseating feeling with it. He began to feel a lot worse with the realization that their lives were basically in Nitro's paws; if he failed to bring back the right herbs, or managed to get eaten by a dog or something, their sickness would slowly eat away at them. He groaned, shoving his muzzle between his paws and closing his eyes, waiting for sleep to come.

    OOC: Yes, and easily distracted and fasinated by simple things like a pan or a wooden spoon. XD


    IC: It took a while but Nitro was finally able to gather up the neccessary herbs for the cure. On the way back to Carrion Place, he stopedand did some hunting and caught three small mice and a vole. He figured Ze Mole and Texanspirit wouldn't want to go near a rat for awhile after what happened. He bounded forward as the Carrion Place came into view and didn't stop till he reached the den. Poking his head in, he dropped his satchel and called into the den. ''I'm baaaack!''


    Texanspirit was starting to drift off when Nitro's voice jolted her awake. She felt a flood of relief. ''Thank StarClan.'' she muttered, sitting up. ''Did you find the herbs?''


    Nodding eagerly, Nitro dumped the contents of his little bag on to the ground. ''Yeah! Lots of herbs! Juniper and borage, just like you said.'' he meowed, looking pleased with himself. ''Bet you like me better nnow huh, 'cause I like, saved your life.''

    ((xD Just imagine a cat with a pan on its head and a wooden spoon strapped to its back walking down the street))


    "No, you are ztill az ztupid and annoying az before," Christophe muttered in response to what Nitro said, his light rest having been disturbed as he returned to the den. He raised his head, glancing at the herbs on the floor, and pushing himself up into a sitting position. "You do zeem to be good at zcavenging, I'll give you that." He added, his tone laced with sarcasm.

    OOC: I think that would make my life if I saw that. XDD


    IC: Nitro grin didn't leave his face. ''Aw, I love you too Moley!'' he meowed in a joking tone. ''Now, do just eat these things or what?'' he asked, his question directed at Texanspirit.


    ''Right.'' she replied, pushing a couple berries and borage leaves towards Ze Mole. ''They'll take a while to kick in but as long as we keep taking them for a few days, we should be fine.''

    ((Same xDD))


    Christophe scowled at Nitro, hardly noticing as Texanspirit passed his share of herbs over to him. He muttered something crossly under his breath, leaning over and scarfing them down.


    ((Low muse~))

    OOC: It's all good. :)


    IC: Texanspirit tried to hold back a chuckle at Ze Mole's annoyance and Nitro's totally obliviousness. ''Eat up.'' she purred, proding Ze Mole and motioning towards his share of herbs. Leaning down, she swallowed down her portion, wincing at the bitter taste. Well at least it was over with and they were on the road to recovery.


    Nitro tossed a mouse towards the both of them. ''Look, they aren't rats!'' he meowed proudly. ''I figured you wouldn't be to willing to eat another rat again.''

    Christophe let out a stubborn huff, reluctantly finishing off the herbs.He glanced up as Nitro passed them each a mouse, raising a brow. Alright, maybe this cat was a little smarter than he gave him credit for...Still, one act of genius couldn't change a cat completely. Once stupid and annoying, always stupid and annoying--it was his nature. "Zankz, but I'll pazz," he muttered, curling up once more. All he really wanted to do was sleep until he was better--he was tired of not being able to do anything for himself.

    With a shrug, Nitro pushed the mouse towards Texanspirit. ''How 'bout you?'' he asked.


    Texanspirit thought for a moment. She hadn't eaten since last night and she was feeling a bit hungry...what the heck. ''I'll eat now.'' she meowed, dipping her head and pulling the mouse closer. ''I gotta say Nitro, thanks alot. Ya really did a good job find' the herbs.'' She ate the mouse with small bites, not wanting to upset her already churning stomach.


    Nitro grinned. ''Of course I did! I'm probably the best herb gatherer around these parts. Why if that smelly old ShadowClan knew me, they'd probably beg me to be their medicine cat! I mean c'mon I-''


    ''Okay, I get it.'' Texanspirit stoped him with a slight smile. She finished off the mouse and curled up on the far end of the den to rest.

    Christophe draped one of his paws over his head so as to block out the sound of their voices, particularly Nitro's. He waited for sleep, and though he didn't feel half as bad as the night before, it didn't come. He finally abandoned the effort, opening his eyes and gazing at the far wall.