Sick

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Willow laid in bed, giggling.

"Look!" She pointed to a potted sunflower on her windowsill "It's a smiley face!" She said to no one in particular.

Gilbert walked into Willow's room. "Flower?" He asked.

"Dad!" Willow said, waving. "Hiiii!"

"Hi Flower, how are you feeling?"

Willow responded simply by giggling. Suddenly she stopped, and looked at her father.

"I want Hunter."

"Hmm?"

"Hunter! I want Hunter!"

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A crow-phone-thing landed on Hunter's windowsill and began talking.

"Hello, Hunter? This is Willow's dad, Gilbert Park. She is sick and has been asking for you. Could you please come over? Thank you!"

The crow-phone-thing then flew away, leaving a slightly confused and blushing Hunter.

"She...asked for me?" His ears turned red. He shook himself out of it. Willow needed him.

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It had been about three minutes, and Hunter was at the door with Flapjack.

Harvey answered the door, already knowing Hunter would be there.

"Hello!" Hunter dipped into a bow. "May I see Willow?"

"Oh, uh, yes? She's upstairs." Harvey said, caught off guard.

Hunter rushed up the stairs, and knocked on the slightly ajar door.

"Hunter?" He heard Willow's voice for the other side of the door. "Ooh! Ooh! Come in!"

Hunter opened the door and sighed happily. Despite her sick appearance, Willow looked perfect to him.

"Hunter!" Willow made grabby hands at Hunter. Hunter walked over and gingerly sat on Willow's bed. Willow then wrapped her arms around Hunter's waist and pulled him down on top of her.

"I love you Hunter!" Willow chirped before closing her eyes and promptly falling asleep.

Hunter's face turned even redder as Willow snuggled into him.

He got sick the next day.

A/N
Hiii I'm just freaking out about play rehearsals tomorrow because I can't scream (my part calls for me to scream) so I cope with that by writing Huntlow
Haha help
- a very weird author

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