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[my_father_is_a_tycoon]

[The Warp Band flickers to life, showing what is at first a somewhat wobbly image of a rather large and fancy bedchamber - an ornate rug on the floor, a large hand-carved wooden bureau, and a canopy bed.  As the camera stabilizes, however, it becomes quickly apparent that there is someone in the bed.  It's hard to tell exactly who at first, as all that's visible is a large shifting mess of blankets, but soon enough there's a loud squeaky sneeze that reveals the mystery figure as Lenna.  She lets out a few heavy breaths and a groan, throwing half of the covers off of her but clinging to the rest of them at the same time.  She's clad in a modest silk nightgown, her hair a mess around her horns as one of her legs dangles out and over the side of the bed, a single fluffy Flareon slipper falling to the floor as her toes curl from the air hitting her bare foot.  The bed itself is flanked by a Gallade and a Lucario, stony-faced as ever as they watch over their trainer, who pulls herself up into a sitting position with a sniffle and a groan.]

Ohhhhhhh... my head...

[In response, the unseen cameraman lets out the telltale cry of a very concerned Dragonite, causing Lenna to blink blearily in its direction before her eyes go wide.]

A-Alexander, turn that off...!  I can't be seen like this!

[Flushing even more than she was before from what is an obvious illness, Lenna pulls the covers as far up over her as they will go, drawing her legs up under the blankets and huddling there in embarrassment.  She tries to wave her hand frantically at the camera, but it ends up flopping down in front of her - she's just too tired.  Defeated, she lets out a short sigh.]

Ah... I-I'm sorry, everyone.  Alexander must have been worried.  But I'll be fi... i... ah... c-choo!

[With that, and a frustrated groan, she flops back against her pillows.  Clearly she could use a bit of help, but is too proud to ask for it.  It's always the ones who spend all their time helping others who have the hardest time accepting it themselves.]

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[Video]

[my_father_is_a_tycoon]

It's just a cold.

[Lenna puffs her cheeks a bit, but really, she's grateful for the concern. It's just hard to admit when she's usually the one on that end of the exchange.]

[Video]

[niepokonany]

Oh, whatever. I'm coming home, and you're dealing with me making you soup. Ok?

[Video]

[my_father_is_a_tycoon]

Okay... I'm really sorry to pull you away.

[Video]

[niepokonany]

A day or two isn't such a mega-huge difference to me now, is it?

[She knows what he means, he feels sure. The odds are about equally slim searching for someone who's been missing for 300 days or 302 days. Might as well do something with his time that's useful for someone, now and again.]

Just hang tight. Get warm, take a nap, I'll be there pretty soon.

[Video]

[my_father_is_a_tycoon]

I'll try. Alexander will be at the door to let you in, just come right up when you get here.

[And she does actually yawn a bit.]

[Video]

[niepokonany]

I was totally planning on it. Go to sleep.

[Video]

[my_father_is_a_tycoon]

All right... I'll see you soon, Feliks.

[With a yawn, she tries to settle in.]

-> [Action!]

[niepokonany]

[About an hour and a half later, Feliks comes up and knocks on the door, his hair still a little messy from the ride, holding a picnic basket.]

Alexander?

[Action!]

[my_father_is_a_tycoon]

[And Lenna's Dragonite is right there at the door to let him in, guiding him up the stairs and toward his trainer's bedroom.]

[Action!]

[niepokonany]

[He taps on the bedroom door when they get there.]

Hey, Lenna? I'm like, coming in!

[Action!]

[my_father_is_a_tycoon]

[There's a very faint yawning sound from behind the door, followed by Lenna's voice.]

Come in!

[niepokonany]

[Feliks comes in, smoothing out his hair a little with the hand that isn't carrying the basket.]

Hey, there you are! Are you hungry? I totally brought food.

[my_father_is_a_tycoon]

Honestly? I haven't had much of an appetite all day. But I'm sure it'll do me good to eat something.

[niepokonany]

Right, so you're gonna eat something anyway.

[Feliks's force of personality has never really left room for very much in the way of questions or protest. He goes over to her bed and sits down, taking out a warm loaf of fluffy bread and a covered bowl of steamed and sauteed vegetables -- all light and easy to digest.]

Did you sleep good?

[my_father_is_a_tycoon]

[Lenna stretches her arms above her head, yawning a bit.]

Mm... a little. At least I didn't wake up sneezing again.

[niepokonany]

That's good! Like, baby steps.

[He all but shoves the bread into her hands.]

[my_father_is_a_tycoon]

Mm... thanks.

[Lenna smiles a little sheepishly as she takes the bread and breaks off a small piece to try.]

[niepokonany]

I got some soup, too. Like, I wasn't actually super sure what you'd have the stomach for? So I kind of brought a little of a couple things.

[In other words, he's fussing.]

[my_father_is_a_tycoon]

Soup and bread are probably safe.

[She breaks off another piece of bread and dips it into the soup before taking a bite.]

[niepokonany]

How is it?

[He's not exactly an expert chef, but he's a lot better than most boys his age -- he's got a few good recipes under his belt, including the one for the mushroom soup he brought today.]

[my_father_is_a_tycoon]

It's very good! Is this your grandmother's recipe?

[niepokonany]

My dad's, actually? Like, he works at the agricultural tower, so his coworkers give him a lot of recipes.

[Actually engaging in noble life at all skipped a generation in his family, as she's pretty certainly aware. One part of why he fits into noble settings so awkwardly, though certainly not all of it.]

[my_father_is_a_tycoon]

Well, be sure to pass on my compliments, then.

[niepokonany]

For sure. You can never hear enough of those!

[my_father_is_a_tycoon]

[Lenna laughs a bit, although it's cut short by a momentary cough. But she's left smiling all the same.]

...Thanks, Feliks. For coming to take care of me.