Black: *hears Cynder coughing* Hm? Cynder?

Cynder: *coughing again*

Black: *walks in her room* Cynder are you alright?

Cynder: I don't feel so good....

Black: *feels her head* You're quite warm. *Checks her temperature* Hmm, you have a fever. Stay in bed, sis. Alright?

Cynder: But I don't want tooooooooo...... I wanna go out and train.....

Black: No, Cynder. You're sick and staying in bed.

Cynder: But-

Black: Enough, Cynder. Go to sleep. I'm going to give you some medicine first, though. *Pours a spoonful of medicine* Here, drink this.

Cynder: *drinks it* Blehhh....

Black: *pats her head* Go to sleep now. Alright?

Cynder: Fine.....

Black: Good. *Leaves the room*

Cynder: *gets up and makes a clone* *makes the clone take her place in bed* *goes out to train*

Black: *checks on Cynder clone* Good, she's sleeping. *Closes the door*

Cynder: *training hard in the gravity room* *collapses suddenly* No.... I gotta....get up....

Zamasu: *hears her collapse* Hm? *Opens the door* Cynder? I thought you were sick in bed?

Cynder: Help....me....

Zamasu: *picks her up* You need to go back to bed, young lady. *Takes her back inside*

Black: Cynder? I thought you were asleep in bed?

Zamasu: That's what I thought also, but I caught her outside training.

Black: How did she even get outside without us noticing?

Zamasu: I believe she may have created a clone and snuck outside.

Black: Cynder, you're grounded.

Cynder: But I just wanted to train....

Black: I know, but you're sick and should be resting, not outside training and making yourself worse.

Zamasu: He does have a point.

Cynder: But I feel fine.....*coughs hard*

Black: You're not fine. Go back to bed right now.

Cynder: But I-

Black: I don't want to hear your excuses. Go to bed.

Cynder: Fine....

Zamasu: *takes her back to bed* And to make sure you don't get out of bed again, I'm going to restrain you. *Straps her down on the bed*

Cynder: *struggling* Hey! Lemme go!

Zamasu: No, Cynder. *gives her a shot to help her sleep* You'll feel better soon if you stay put in bed.

Cynder: *passes out*

Zamasu: *pats her head and tucks her in*

Cynder: *sleeping*

Black: Maybe she'll stay in bed this time.

Zamasu: Don't worry, she will.

Black: What did you give her, anyway?

Zamasu: I just gave her a shot to make her sleep.

Black: Good.