(this is a game called idle apocalypse and im headcanoning that doris adopted him.)

Sid: *coughs*

Doris: My poor son... What can I get you?

Sid: *coughs* *wishes to go to bed*

Doris: Get some sleep... *carries him to bed*

Sid: *lays down his stomach growling*

Doris: Maybe I should make some soup...

Sid: *about to sneeze*

Doris: Get him some tissues.

Cultist: *nods and goes*

Sid: *sneezes loudly*

Doris: Make sure he gets anything he needs.

Sid: *in bed his face flushed*

Doris: Does anyone know what he caught?

Cultist 435: he caught a mutant strand of the flu

Doris: How can I heal it?

Cultist: it goes away after 2 weeks!

Sid: *coughs*

Doris: Good... good...

Sid: *sniffle*

Doris: *Stays by his side*

Sid: *gags*

Doris: Hmm? What's wrong?

Sid: *covers his mouth*

Doris: *Concerned*

Sid: *going to throw up*

Doris: *Has a cultist being her a trash can*

Sid: *throws up violently*

Doris: Oh no... how can I help you feel better?

Sid: *his tummy hurts*

Doris: What can I get you?

Sid: *wants medicine And soup* warmth.... *sneezes*

Doris: *Hugs him and sits next to him*

Sid: *cuddles* *his stomach growls*

Doris: Get him some soup.

Cultist: *goes to make soup*

Sid: *needs some cough syrup*

Doris: Get my boy some medicine.

/a few minutes later/

Cultist: *brings in cough syrup and soup*

Doris: Here you go.

Sid: *weakly moves away from cough syrup*

Doris: You must take it if you want to feel better, my son.

Sid: *begrudgingly takes it* *dislikes the taste&

Doris: Thank you, son.

Sid: *drinks water to get taste out of his mouth>

Doris: *Gives him soup*

Sid: *eats slowly*

Doris: Feeling better?

Sid: *nods yawning*

Doris: Have some rest.

Sid: *sleeps cuddling plushie his granny made*

Doris: *Forehead kiss* Goodnight.

Sid: zzzzzz

Doris: *Silently leaves*

Sid: zzz

Doris: Give him anything he needs.

/few hours later/

Sid: *having nightmares*

Doris: *Comforting hug* It's ok.

Sid: *smiling in sleep*

Doris: I'm right here.

Sid: *cuddle*

Doris: Now, sleep well.

Sid:- zzzzzzz

Doris: *Starts to leave*

Sid: *wants his granny

Doris: *Sighs and Hugs*

Sid: *zzzz*

Cultist: *comes with thermometer and temperature pack,

Doris: *Takes Sid's temp*

Sid: *93 degrees*

Doris: Is this normal?

Cultist: it's a 5 degree cold fever

Doris: This is bad.

Sid: *has heat pack on forehead

Doris: I'll Find a doctor.

/a half a hour later/

Doctor Luigi: *comes*

Doris: Can you help him?

Luigi: this virus has been spreading like wildfire! Help me take him to where i work

Doris: *Carries him there*

Godot: *caught same virus*

Doris: I see this is very contagious.

Sid: *zzzz*

Doris: So, how can you help?

Luigi: I got some medicine. Somewhere. *has made peace with the boos*

Bow: *female boo* *gives bottle* there

Doris: Thank you, doctor.