Skylar's POV.
Somehow, Kaz had gotten the flu on a mission, and gave it to Chase and Oliver. They were throwing up all night and I didn't get any sleep at all! I saw Bree coming down the stairs, rubbing her eyes.
"The boys are becoming a pain in the neck! I didn't get any sleep all night!" She yelled as she laid her head down on the table.
"Same. I kept almost falling asleep when I heard one of them throw up. I may be the loudest when it comes to snoring, but your brother wins a prize for loudest when it comes to vomiting." I explained
"How did you know it was just him?"
"I looked in the room. Oliver and Kaz sort of slept last night." I pointed out before groaning. "When is Mr. Davenport or Douglas gonna be back?"
"I have no idea. I think we're gonna have to take care of the boys ourselves." Bree sighed.
"Great. The main thing on my list of things to do on earth is get puked on." I explained before grabbed my apple core and putting it in the trash.
"So, who do you want?" She asked.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Who do you want to take care of? We each pick one and then team up for the last one." She explained.
"Oliver." I said immediately as I thought of how he had been puking the least.
"Great. I want Kaz. So we're both taking care of Chase." She explained.
"Yay." I replied sarcastically.
Bree's POV.
I walked into the boys bedroom and saw that they were all sleeping, with the exception of Chase, who I could hear in the bathroom.
"They haven't eaten anything since yesterday, how are they still vomiting?" Skylar asked.
I shrugged and went into the bathroom to where Chase was gripping onto the seat.
"You really shouldn't do that. It isn't sanitary." I joked as I knelt down beside him.
"Bree?" He squeaked before puking again.
"Yep." I said sympathetically as I rubbed his back, feeling heat radiate through his thin pajama shirt.
After that, he finished vomiting.
"Ok you. Bedtime." I smiled as I helped him up and into bed.
"Skylar, can you go find the thermometer?" I asked.
She nodded and went downstairs as I grabbed a cold washcloth and a glass of water.
"Here, this'll make you feel better." I explained as I laid the washcloth on his forehead.
"Thanks Bree." He smiled as Skylar came back with three thermometers, each having the first letter of the boys names on them.
I picked up the one with the letter C on it and put it in his mouth. As we were waiting, I saw Kaz wake up.
"Bree?" He asked.
I went over to him and stroked his hair.
"How are you feeling?" I asked.
"Tired." He groaned.
"Let me take your temperature real quick." I sighed as I grabbed the one with the letter K on it.
I saw Skylar pull out Chase's and write something down before Kaz's beeped and I pulled it out.
"Well Kaz, I think you are getting better, but you were the first one to get it. 101.0. That's not as high as Oliver's or Chase's." I explained as I started making sure he was ok.
Then Kaz did the unexpected and puked on me, making me scream.
"SERIOUSLY KAZ?!"
Then I ran off to change, and Skylar followed.
"You ok?" She asked.
"No! Kaz freaking puked on me!" I yelled as I changed my clothes. "I try to help. I try to be less protective like I was when Chase or Leo got hurt or sick and THIS happens!"
"Well, maybe you should be more protective." Skylar smirked.
"What do you mean?" I asked as I put my clothes in the basket.
"I mean, you should get revenge." She smiled.
"You know, for a superhero, you can be evil." I sighed before answering. "I like it!"
"And not just now, you should act like this whenever one of them get hurt or sick. To show them you mean business." She explained.
"I like how you think, Skylar." I laughed as I pulled out a doctor's kit from under my bed and pulled on a coat.
"Time for the boys to meet Dr. Davenport."
Chase's POV.
Ugh. That was the first thought that hit me. I felt terrible. Why did Kaz have to get the flu of all things? Seriously, he could've gotten a cold and saved us a lot of time. I started shivering as I pulled the blanket over my shoulder, trying to find some warmth even though I knew my temperature was probably through the roof. Then I heard something that I hoped was still in Mission Creek.
"Hello boys. I am Dr. Davenport and will be taking care of you until you have recovered."
Dr. Davenport was back. How she was invented...I think Leo and I had both caught something from school, so she was DETERMINED to help, and it didn't go well. Not to mention, I think she had roped Skylar into it.
"Who's first on the list, Nurse Skylar?"
"Chase Davenport." I heard her smirk.
The only thing I was thinking was 'oh man' as I felt my body being pulled out of the blanket a bit so they could see my face.
"Nurse Skylar? Could you hand me the patient chart?" She asked.
Skylar nodded as she handed my sister a clipboard.
"Well, young man, it seems as if you are suffering from a case of influenza, so, I need to do a few things." She explained as she put her stethoscope on my heart for a minute as Skylar kept writing things down before my sister put it on my back.
"Ok, take some deep breaths for me." She ordered as she looked at my eyes.
"Nothing is wrong with my lungs." I muttered.
She gave me a MAJOR glare before I compiled. By now, the entire family knows you just agree, cause she never listens to you. After about twenty minutes of doing the "usual" stuff that she did, she decided that she would bring me some soup and some medicine for my fever, which was at 102.4 after she made sure Oliver and Kaz were alright. After forty more minutes, she decided that the same treatment would be given to the other boys as she and Skylar went downstairs.
Bree's POV.
Skylar and I were thinking, I wouldn't call it scheming cause we are helping them, up ideas to torture the boys.
"Ok, should we feed them or let them do it themselves?" I asked as I was making some chicken noodle soup."
"Kaz can probably feed himself, but since Oliver and Chase's fevers are high, we need to feed it to them." Skylar laughed as she started getting the boys some water.
"Ok, and fever pills or liquid?" I asked as I finished and started getting the bowls.
"Um, liquid. That stuff always works more then the pills anyway. Tastes nasty, and makes you wanna puke, but it helps." Skylar explained as she pulled out some dose cups and started pouring the medicine.
We put them all on trays and went upstairs.
"Hello boys." Skylar smiled sweetly as she handed Kaz his tray.
"Medicine first, Kazimieras." I added.
"How do you know my actual name?" He asked.
"Skylar told me." I laughed as I gave her a fist bump before going over to Chase.
"Hey, you hungry?" I asked gently as I dabbed the washcloth onto his forehead.
He nodded slowly as I grabbed the dose cup.
"Medicine first." I sighed as he opened his mouth.
I gently poured the medicine in and he swallowed with a gross look on his face.
"Ok, have some soup." I explained with a smile as I started feeding him.
After two bites, he fell asleep. I may be mad, but I wasn't gonna wake him up. I got up and went over to Skylar, who had Kaz's empty bowl and Oliver's half.
"Good job, Nurse Skylar." I smiled as I wrapped my arm around her.
"Thanks, Dr. Davenport." She smiled before we went downstairs.
Four days later.
All the boys had recovered and were watching TV when the door opened and we saw Mr. Davenport.
"Did anything happen while I was gone?" Mr. Davenport asked.
"The boys got the flu, but Skylar and I took care of them." I explained with a smile.
"Took care of us? You tortured us!" Kaz yelled.
"Yeah! You woke me up!" Oliver yelled.
"You forced soup down my throat!" Chase yelled.
"You called me Kazimieras!"
We were about to protest when we remembered that we did call Kaz that, probably woke Oliver up and Chase was trying to make us leave him alone sooner.
"Well what can I say? If you get hurt or sick, Dr. Davenport will be RIGHT there."