CupHeads P.O.V
What a long day. I thought as I unlocked the door to me and my brothers house. I had been at work for the past week. Before I left my brother, Mugman was sick with a cold. I wanted to stay home and take care of him, but I had to got to work. I left him a note telling him what to do and that I would be home as soon as I could. "I'm Home!" I yelled expecting mugs to come running up to me all better, but he didn't. Maybe he was asleep? I saw something move out of the corner of my eye and I shot at it with my finger gun, It was Boris. I was confused. "Boris? What are you doing here?" I ask him. He was startled but soon anwserd my question. "I'm taking care of your brother." He said looking at me. I wasn't shocked at this, boris and mugs are best friends. They would do anything for each other. I Sighed, "Is he doing any better?" Boris shook his head. "No, he's got an 101.2 fever". I went wide eyed. "101.2?!" I yelled. He jumped at my sudden out burst but he nodded again, "I can't seem to get his fever to break, He's in the bath now. I thought it could lower his fever." Boris said pointing towards the bathroom as I started walking towards it.

Boris P.O.V
I followed CupHeads as he walked into the bathroom. Mugs was in the tub, staring off into space. CupHeads kneeled beside his brother and felt his forehead, letting out a sigh of relief. "It seems like it's going down" CupHeads said smiling. I let out a sigh of relief. "That's a relief" I said. CupHeads got up. " how about we let him relax a bit?" He said going to leave the bathroom. I nodded and followed after him, shutting the door behind me.