A/N: HEY Y'ALL!! This story was requested by: @uzury_h and this is my first sickfic request of 2021 whooo!!! As always, I take requests 24/7 so send those in!! I hope this story is medically correct as possible, if it's not, call me out and I'll fix it!! ENJOY!!!

Mitch and Scott had just been filming a superfruit video, they were about to wrap it up. This was the video where they opened up their Grammy's. Scott did most of the talking in this video. He's noticed some instances these past few weeks about Mitch.

"Where should we put our Grammy's, Mitchy?"

"I don't know. How about you take mine, and find a place for it."

"Okay, why?"

"Cause, I'm tired Scott!!"

Mitch snapped

"I'm sorry Scotty, I shouldn't have yelled. It's just that, we've had such a long day ALREADY. With the band coming over later, and everything. I just need a nap. I promise that is all."

"It's okay. Mitchy...why do you look so pale?"

"Huh?"

Scott turned Mitch around to took in the mirror 

"Scott, You think I'm pale?"

"Yes, very."

"It's just that I don't have my make-up on, silly."

"Oh, is that what it is?"

"Yep, Scott. I'm fine, just tired. Pick a place for the Grammy's, I'm taking a much needed nap until they all get here."

Time Skip: 3 Hours Later

"Mitchy, you gotta get up, the band is in the living room."

Scott said,  shaking his best friend awake

"Already? What time is it?"

"4:30."

"Oh okay...uh, I'll clean up just a bit and I'll be there."

Mitch got out of bed, and Scott wouldn't stop staring at him

"Scotty, what are you looking at?"

"Are you sure that's the reason you are so pale?"

"I'm positive. Now, leave it alone."

"Okay, okay, I'll be in the living room."

When Scott left the room, Mitch looked at himself in the mirror again. Okay, he did look a little bit more pale than normal. He brushed his side bangs, and as he went to lay his bush on the table he felt a bit dizzy. Mitch grabbed onto the table to steady himself.

"Well, that was....weird."

Deciding that it was nothing, Mitch finished a few last touches and went to the living room. Kirstie was on the couch playing with Wyatt, while Scott was letting Kevin and Avi into the house. Quickly they began to practice as they didn't have a lot of time.

But mine's cracked

Well, mine's cracked

Well, mine's cracked

No idea where I'm going

But there's no looking back

Cause I'm cracked

You stole something I'll never get, I'll never get back

You left a hole in me, oh lord

Your halo's gone and all I see is horns

And a heart that's still intact

But mine's cracked

Well, mine's cracked

Well, mine's cracked

No idea where I'm going

(No idea where I'm going)

But there's no looking back

Cause I'm-

"Oh!!"

Mitch yelled, gasping. The other's stopped singing, and looked over at him. Also gaping at what was happening to Mitch. There was blood pouring out of his nose, it flowed out like a river. The blood was getting everywhere, all over his clothes and on the couch.

"I'll get towels."

Scott yelled, walking to the towel closet

"Mitch, what happened?!"

"I-I don't know, Kirst. It's pouring all over me."

Mitch went to stand up 

"No, stay sitting, don't get up."

He didn't listen

"Mitch, I just-oh my god, help, Scott!!"

He stood right up, and fainted. Kirstie was holding his hand so, he didn't fall too hard onto the floor. Blood still was coming out like lava. When Scott came back from the closet to see Mitch on the floor he dropped the towels, running over to him.

"Oh my gosh, what happened?!"

"I told him not to stand, and he did. It caused him to faint."

"Kevin, do you know what we should do?!!"

"That's a lot of blood, I think we need to call for help."

"Okay, okay, where's a phone, I need a phone!!"

Avi dialed the numbers in on his phone

"It's okay Scott, I'll do it."

"Okay, okay. Mitchy, Mitchy, wake up."

Mitch was still wasn't responding

"I knew something was wrong, I just knew it."

Time Skip: 4 Hours Later

"I'm an-em-ic?"

"Yes, Mr Grassi you are."

"I don't even know what that is."

"It means, that your blood doesn't have enough red blood cells."

"How can I fix it?"

"Well, you can never get rid of it. But, you'll juts have to come in every few months for blood tests and also I'll give you some medication to take everyday. As long as you take your meds when you are supposed to, you should be fine."

"Okay. Scott?"

Mitch questioned, turning around to look at Scott 

"You got this Mitchy, you'll be just fine."

"I hope so..."

"I know so."

Time Skip: 2 Weeks Later

today, Mitch is going in for his first blood test since learning that he is indeed anemic. He never really does well by himself at the doctors office so, he brought Scott with him. It was pretty simple though, the nurse just needed to take his blood and that was it.

"I'm nervous, Scotty."

"You'll do just fine."

"I just don't-"

"Mitchell Grassi?"

A nurse hold a clipboard asked

"That's me."

"Alright, follow me."

They were taken to an exam room

"This should be quick, Mitchell."

"Okay."

"Just sit right there, and I'll get started."

Mitch sat down, he was shaking

"It's just a small poke."

Scott held Mitch's other hand, knowing he was nervous

"Alright, 1, 2-"

Mitch pulled his hand away from the nurse

"I'm sorry, I'm just so scared."

"It's okay, let's try again."

He slowly moved his arm back

"Mitchy, you got this."

"I got this."

Time Skip: 2 Months Later 

Mitch and Scott were so busy, they had no breaks. It was constant. Sometimes, this caused him to forget about taking his medications. He hasn't in about a week, he never thought about taking it as it had slipped his mind. Soon, it all caught up to him.

"Mitch what time did you wanna leave for the meeting?"

"Uh....what-what time does it start?"

"6: 30."

"Oh okay so, if it starts at 6:30 then we need to be there a-a-at-"

Just like that, he fainted this time in the kitchen

Scott heard a thump, and looked up from chopping strawberries

"What was that? Mitchy?? You fainted again, legs up."

He yelled, running over to Mitch and holding his legs up high

"What could've caused this?"

Scott questioned, to himself because clearly Mitch wasn't listening to him. He picked Mitch up  bridal style, carrying him to the couch. He began to thin about what could've caused him to faint for a second time. He thought for a moment.

"Did he take his meds?" 

Leaving Mitch by himself for a moment, Scott grabbed Mitch's purse. He pulled out the pill bottle. It was clear that he had missed some doses. He bought it back out into the living room. noticing that Mitch was starting to wake up.

"Hey Mitchy, I'm here, don't be scared."

"W-W-What happened?? We were just talking, I-"

"You just fainted again."

"I did?!"

"Yes. When's the last time you took your meds?"

Mitch thought for a moment

"It's been about a week."

"Mitchy, You know better than that."

"I know, I know."

"I'm never going to stop reminding you to take your meds."

"Good, cause I always forget anyway."

A/N: Thanks for stopping by!! Although I've had to skip a few weeks here and there, I think I'm finally back full time unless my computer goes wacko again!! Just a small reminder that I put up a book called: The Fight To Be Me back in October and it's doing so well!! It is a medical book just like this one, so go check it out sometime!! BYE!!!