A/N: HEY LOVES!! So, I've posted this story a LONG time ago and I fixed it up so much. When I posted it the first time, I wasn't happy with it and I've changed it to be so much better than it was before. ENJOY!!!

Time Skips: Bold

It was typical Monday morning in the Superfruit household, Mitch was up feeding Wyatt like he does every single morning. Scott was still asleep but that was normal, although Mitch would have to go wake him up in a few minutes to get ready for rehearsals.

"Eat up Wyatt, I'm going to go wake up your dad."

Mitch said as he walked from his kitchen, into Scott's bedroom to go wake him like he always ends up having to do. Surprisingly though he finds the tall blonde already awake, which is pretty odd as he never wakes up to his alarm clock.

"Good morning, bestie!!"

"Morning Mitchy."z

As Scott spoke, his voice was very quiet as if he was whispering. He never does that, Scott has a very loud and boisterous speaking voice. Mitch picks up on this pretty quickly, and decides to figure out while he speaking this way. 

"Scott, why are you whispering?"

"My throat just hurts."

"Oh, I'm sorry Scotty. Let me go make some calls." 

Mitch said as he turned around to walk out of Scott's bedroom

"Wait, What calls?"

"You are ill and I don't want you dancing with a sore throat. I'm going to call Linsey and tell her that you are sick, and that you won't be there today."

"No, please, don't call her! Trust me Mitchy, I can pull through." 

"Okay, fine we can go.....just don't push yourself."

"I won't. I'm going to shower."

"Alright, I will be getting ready as well Scott."

"Okay."

Time Skip: 25 minutes

Scott comes out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist to ask Mitch a question about what he should wear. He is holding up 2 diffrent black shirts, and Mitch was just finishing up his breakfast.

"Mitchy what should I wear? This??"

"Or this one?"

A/N: I just wanna point out that, Scott doesn't own either of these tops.

"Hmm...what pants are you going to wear with it?"

"Either of them will work, with black sweatpants."

"Okay then, I like the second one."

"Me too."

Time Skip: 15 Minutes 

"Scotty, where are your keys?"

"You want to drive my car?"

"Yes."

"But, you normally hate driving."

"I know that Scott. You are sick, and I just want to help."

"Okay, fine."

Scott said as he pulled the keys from his pocket and gave them to Mitch. After that, they both walk out to the car and get buckled in. The studio they are going to, isn't that far way from their house. That being said, it's not going to take very long to get there. Scott normally is ALWAYS so talkative, and never shuts his mouth. This time though, he was dead silent.

"Scotty?"

"Yeah??"

"Are you starting to feel worse?"

"No. Why??"

"Well, normally you are always talking and today you haven't said a word."

"Whatever Mitch. How much longer?? Ugh, I just want to go home."

"We're about 12 minutes away, Scotty. But, if you wan to go home I can turn around and go back home. It won't be a problem Linsey and Craig won't be mad, I swear."

"No, I'm going."

"Alright, then."

Time Skip: 13 minutes later

Mitch pulls into the studio, where they will be learning the dances for tour. He was already worrying about Scott and whatever sickness he has going on at the moment. As Mitch started to get all of his stuff together, he noticed that Scott wasn't really doing the same thing. 

"Scott, we're here."

No response came from Scott so, Mitch reached over and shook his arm

"Scott?"

Mitch then realizes, that Scott was completely asleep. He pulled on his arm a little bit harder with more strength and then he finally woke up. However, he was in a sour mood. But, Mitch can't blame him...nobody can be peppy when they feel very ill.

"Hmmmmm? What?"  

"We're here, Scott."

"I'm so tired, I don't know what's wrong with me."

"Do you think that dancing is still a good idea?"

"I'm fine....I just need to wake up more."

"let's go on in, we're supposed to start in 5 minutes."

"Okay."

Time Skip: 5 Minutes 

"Which song are we learning the dance for, today?"

Mitch questions as all the band members begin to stretch  

"Cracked/Na Na Na."

Kirstie said as she played some music on her phone, and once the are all stretched out it is time to start learning the dance. Scott was miserable, they were 30 minutes into dacing when Mitch realized Scott was looking pretty rough. 

"Scotty? Are you alright?"

"My throat is killing me Mitchy, it hurts to swallow my own spit."

"Do you want to go home?"

"No...I just need to splash some water on my face, I'll be fine."

Mitch knew Scott was telling one big lie, and he wasn't about to listen to him at this moment. They were going to go home, if Scott wants to or not. He needed to be at home, resting. 

"Scott I'm not giving you a choice anymore, we are going home."

"No. I want to stay."

"I can tell you are lying, I know you too well."

"But-"

"Nope, no but's. Come on, let's go."

"Okay, fine."

Mitch gathers all of his own belongings, and all Scott's as well. The rest of the band continued to learn the dance but, told Scott that they hoped he'd be feeling better soon. They both walk out of the building to the car, and Mitch just tried to get Scott home as fast as possible. 

"Can you buckle yourself, Scotty?"

"Yeah."

"Alright."

Time Skip: 20 Minutes

"Scotty, we're home."

"Okay, can we cuddle??"

"Awwwee, of course!"

Scott get's out of the car, and right when they get inside he flops on the couch. Mitch realizes that he hasn't had anything to eat all day, and offers to make him something.

"Do you want to eat something?"

"No."

"Are you sure?? I can make you something."

"I don't want anything."

"Well, okay then. What do you want then??"

"Cuddles."

"Okay, I think I can do that."

Mitch squeezes onto the couch, not have very much room because of takes up most of it. As they are laying there, Mitch asks Scott a question but doesn't get a response. He looks up at Scott who was dead asleep, but he needed the rest. Mitch puts his hand on Scott's forehead, and he doesn't have a fever. Mitch ran his hands though Scott's blonde hair, and talks to him.

"I hope you feel better, Scotty."

A/N: Thanks, for taking time out of your day to read this story!! So, today (7/11/20) I have fixed this story and made it much better. I hope y'all like this new version of this story, I really do like it much better!! Comment which song is your fav from the At Home EP!! BYE!!!