"Are you feeling alright, Prez?!" Black shouted, slamming the door open. Black just heard that White was sick with the flu. 

"Yeah, yeah...please quiet down..." White mumbled. "My head..." She put a hand to her head, closing her eyes. She seemed much paler than usual, and her brain was far too mushy for her to be thinking. To White, it felt like the world was spinning. 

"Don't worry; with me around I'll make sure you get better in no time." Black dropped his bag down, pulling out a box of tissues, a closed container of soup, a couple water bottles, and a couple movies so they could pass the time. 

"Black, please, I don't need any help..." 

"Nonsense, I'm here for you, and I'm ready to assist you in any way possible!" 

"Seriously, stop yelling...you're indoors." 

The loud mouthed trainer took a deep breath, trying to calm down. When he heard his friend was sick, he ran to her home, acting like she was dying. 

"Here, have some soup." He said, putting the bowl down on the table besides White, and opened it up. Grabbing the spoon it came with, he got a small spoonful and held it infront of White's mouth. "Now open up!" 

"I don't need to be fed, I'm capable of eating myself." She said, sitting up a little more, only to get dizzy again. "Alright...maybe I do need some help."

Black smiled, more than happy to help. He fed her small spoonfuls of soup, careful not to spill any on her. 

~~~

After all of the soup was finished (and mess free, I might add), Black decided it would be a good time for a movie. White didn't argue, since she seemed to be in the mood for a movie too. 

Black pulled out various movies from his bag, and he seemingly had everything. Name it a movie, Black would have it. Zubat-Man, Spinarak-Man, even those movies with some 10 year old (who never seemed to age) traveling around with a Pikachu. They decided to watch one of those (mainly to make fun of it. Come on, who hasn't done that?). It was the one with the 3 legendary birds and Lugia; Movie 2000? Eh, the name wasn't important right now anyways. 

"Come on! Seriously!" Black shouted. "He's got a Charizard, and yet he decides to use a sled to get to the other island?! Why not just fly on Charizard's back??" 

White gave up trying to silence Black a long time ago, so she decided to just sit there listening to whatever the trainer had to say. 

"If I had to depend on that kid to save my butt, I would..." He paused, not thinking this through. "Well I wouldn't be happy about it! He's so stupid!" 

At this point, White tuned him out, slowly drifting off to sleep. Black didn't realize it, and just continued shouting at the television. 

"I'd make a much better hero, or 'chosen one', or whatever they were calling him! Isn't that right...White?" The trainer finally turned around after a while, seeing that his friend was peacefully asleep, dispite his yelling. He smiled, turning off the tv and fixing her blankets, to make her more comfortable. He whispered, "hope you feel better soon," and quietly left to let the sickly girl rest.