Titanic awoke with a groan. Her head hurts, as did her throat and entire body hurt. She rolled over, throwing her blanket off her. She stood up, and stumbled out.

Olympic was in the kitchen, having just cleaned it. She looked up, and immediately saw her sister. "Titanic! Darling, are you feeling alright?" She asked.

"No. I don't feel good." Titanic whimpered. She then doubled over and in a bin, she vomited. She soon started crying, feeling so guilty for messing up the clean bin.

"Shhh... There there... Let it all out, T. Come here, honey." Olympic murmured, pulling her sister into her arms. Britannic soon came out, also feeling unwell.

Olympic placed them both back into their beds, and gave them cold water. As she placed cool rags on their foreheads, she noticed Titanic looking at her, her sapphire blue eyes apologetic.

Around noon, Olympic started making a soup. As she chopped vegetables, she heard one of her sisters vomiting.

"Lympy?" Britannic asked

"Yes, darling?" Olympic asked, kneeling beside her.

"Titanic crying. I no make her better. She no like me anymore?" Britannic sniffled.

"Oh, honey. She loves you, she probably won't be her loveable self for a little while." Olympic soothed.

About twenty minutes later, Lusitania and Mauretania arrived. "where's my beautiful girlfriend at?" Lusitania asked.

"In her room, sick." Olympic stated. Titanic then walked out, shaking.

"Oh, my love." Lusitania murmured.

"I'm sorry I look like this." Titanic apologized.

"You're still beautiful, my love." Lusitania stated, carrying her girlfriend to her room.

Britannic felt a little left out, but she was far too young to date. Titanic noticed and whispered something to Lusitania, who happily nodded.

When Olympic and Mauretania checked on their respective sisters, they both smiled. Lusitania was cuddling Titanic, and Titanic was cuddling Britannic. All three were sound asleep.

In the living room, Olympic and Mauretania were having tea. "How have you been since the war ended?" Mauretania asked.

"I won't lie, I still struggle a bit to remember that. But Titanic and Britannic have been helping me realize I don't have to fight anymore." Olympic responded.

As they finished their tea, Olympic brought out a tray of the soup she made, and gave each girl a bowl of soup. Within a few days, both Titanic and Britannic started to feel better and soon, they were their bouncy selves again.

As the night came, Titanic and Britannic slept soundly, cuddled up to Olympic, who had had a nightmare. She felt better, holding her two sisters in her arms.