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TGI 7: An Odd Phobia

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We got off the Lily one by one. Against my strong distaste, I had to carry Fiamo because he was too weak to stand on his own. I didn't mind carrying the poor lad; that wasn't the issue at all. Thankfully, he was too tired to try and flirt with me, so everything was alright. Luma sat on my head, and told him about Daisy. He even managed to pull out the locket I was wearing and open it. Even though it was the smallest picture I owned of the fair Princess of Sarasaland, it is one of my favorite pictures of her. Her soft smile lit up the entire locket, and I felt my heart tug at the thought of her being left behind. We walked into the heart of the city, and it was the first time I had seen the streets dead. Well, that's kind of a lie; I saw it like this when Cackletta attacked. It was very late as we walked through the brisk cold air. The guards eyed us in concern, but continued on their way. One of them started to follow us when he realized that we were headed towards the castle. I got Luma's attention, and he looked at me in concern.

"Can you do Mama a favor?" I asked. He nodded. "In my breast pocket is a rose; a yellow rose. Can you grab it for me?"

He hovered in front of me, and disappeared within my coat. I felt his little hands searching, and he came out a few seconds later carrying the rose.

"Why do you have a yellow rose?" Fiamo asked.

"Hold on to it for me." I instructed Luma, purposely avoiding Fiamo's question.

"Kay." He piped.

"Once we get to the entrance of the castle, I need you to show the rose to the guards. If they don't see it, we could be in big trouble. Tell them that we seek audience with Mr. Princely Bean Man. One thing: call him Prince Peasley."

"Why?"

"The guards don't know him as Mr. Princely Bean Man; they know him as Prince Peasley. Can Luma do this for me?"

He nodded, and sat on my shoulder. We approached the bridge of the Castle, and I told everyone to wait. They looked at me, confused and Mario asked why. I told Luma to go, and he flew to the palace guards. We followed quietly, but stopped a few feet away from Luma, who was showing the rose to them.

"Luma, Mama and friends would like audience of Peasley." He piped fighting his fear.

"And why do you and your friends want to see him, little Luma?" the guard asked.

"Prince asked Mama to come. Mama is Luigi. Seek help."

"One moment, please."

The guard walked into the palace, and the other called us up. Luma sat on my shoulder, and his little body was trembling in fear. I nuzzled against him, whispering that he did a good job. The guard reappeared, and Peasley was rubbing sleep out of his eyes. His face lit up in happiness, and the old habit came back. I squeezed my eyes shut and even turned Fiamo's head away from the blinding light.

"Bright." Luma complained.

"I'm sorry." Peasley yawned. "Come on in."

"Give me a minute." I interrupted. "I can't see."

I blinked a few times, and finally got my vision back. As we were walking through the castle, I could hear Brian explain why I was carrying a man. Fiamo stirred in my arms, and I noticed then that he was asleep. We walked into the Conference Room, and I told Mario. We chatted for a few minutes, trying to decide what to do with the sleeping pirate. Peasley approached us, and suggested that we wake him. Mario countered by explaining that he needed the rest because he had almost drowned. He walked over to me, and gently shook Fiamo to wake him up (awesome listening skills, Peasley). When he opened his eyes, he grunted in distaste of being awoken.

"No use trying to fight me." Peasley whispered. "You're Fiamo, right?" He nodded, closing his eyes. Peasley shook him again. "Listen to me. Luigi is going to take you to the medical assistants here in the Castle."

"Will he stay?" he asked softly his face draining.

"If it will make you more comfortable I will." I answered.

"I want them to take a look at you. I was informed that you were floating in the Blooper Ocean for hours. Those waters can be dangerous; I just want to make sure you won't die on us."

Fiamo nodded slowly, fighting sleep. Peasley and I walked him to the head doctor, and her eyes grew wide at the state he was in. She ushered us quietly into the operation room. Once he saw the hospital bed, Fiamo tried to break free from my arms. He was too weak, however, and I set him down on the medical bed. He clung to my arm, fear apparent in his eyes.

"I'm staying with you." I reassured. "Let go, please…or at least loosen your grip."

"Don't leave…" he started crying.

I eyed him in concerned. He looked so lost…I sat down next to him, and he leaned against me trying not to burst into tears. I asked Peasley to get Brian for me, but Fiamo proceeded to give in to his tears as the doctor walked in. He buried his face against my arm and tried not to sob out loud.

"Listen to me, Fiamo." I whispered. "The doctor won't hurt you. I promise. She's a nice girl. Don't be scared."

"I have every right to be terrified!" he shouted at me. "I'm sorry for shouting…"

An idea came into my head. "Fiamo, would it be more helpful if you met a nurse; one that I know personally? She's really nice, and I can even ask her to wear her normal outfit."

He nodded slowly, and Peasley knew where I was going with this. He asked the doctor to stay in the room, and the prince left. Fiamo managed to let go of my arm, and he was holding my hand, trying not to cry out of fear. We spoke softly, and I was telling him more about Rose. He asked a lot of questions and was afraid of the answer I would give. Some of them I said that I had no idea and that he would have to ask her for the answer. The main door opened slowly, and Rose walked in. She had changed into a different top (different shade of blue) and was carrying a black bag. Showing my confusion, she laughed lightly and approached. She held her hand out and introduced herself to Fiamo. They spoke for a few minutes until he was comfortable. Well...until she pulled out the stethoscope. Rose put it away slowly.

"Can you tell me exactly why you are scared?" she asked softly.

I knew she was treating him like a little boy because of the tone she was using. Her eyes read that sense of forced patience. It was something Wendy was always better at than she was.

"Just…everything." He spoke after a few minutes.

Rose pulled out the stethoscope again, showing it to him. Gently, she explained what it was, and what it did. I smiled, knowing what she was doing. It reminded me of when I took Luma to a check-up; he was scared, and the doctor let Luma see how everything worked. Slowly, I let go of Fiamo and he looked at me in fear as I fixed my posture. Rose walked over to me. She put medical gloves on, and placed the device on my chest.

"Deep breaths." Rose spoke. "No chest breathing."

I closed my eyes and focused on breathing slowly and deeply. The metal was freezing against my skin, and a cold chill went through me. I mentioned that it was cold, and Rose laughed lightly. After she got done, she turned to Fiamo. He nodded slowly, and closed his eyes.

"All I am going to do is listen to your breathing." Rose explained softly. "I need you to breathe through your chest. With Luigi, I was listening to his heart. I am going to listen to your lungs for irregular air flow."

He nodded, and held my hand tight.

"Breath slowly, or I won't be able to hear clearly."

He nodded again, slowing his breathing. He squeezed my hand tighter as the metal touched his skin. I spoke encouraging words, reminding him to breathe slowly. A few minutes passed, and I saw Rose frown.

"Fiamo, look at me." He opened his eyes and looked at Rose. "Your breathing seems a little weird. I just want to keep an eye on it for a few days. The cold water has affected it, and it could lead to worse things."

"Will I die?" he asked suddenly.

The question threw both of us for a loop. By the way he was looking at her; I knew that he was being serious. She closed her eyes.

"I really hate to say this, but there is a chance." She faced him, and his face was filled with pure terror. "That's why I want to keep track on your breathing. It's a very small chance, but I am not a woman who takes risks. Are you alright with taking shots?"

"If I need it." He answered honestly.

"There might be one in the future. All you need to worry about is having a healthy diet of fruits and vegetables while drinking plenty of clean water and getting a lot of rest. I'll take care of you; I promise."
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Dawwwwww, poor Fiamo! D: