Peter
looks at him and was worried. “Krags…. you Ok? You look a bit pale.”
Looks at him worriedly and cups his face in his hands feeling for a
fever and whimpers. “Oh gods. Your dying.”Kraglin huffed and smacked at one of Peter’s hands gently. “I ain’t dyin’… Calm yerself, Pete.” No, he definitely wasn’t dying. His stomach was just being weird and… bloaty. Ugh… He couldn’t wait to get back to Carlos’ house.
“What’s bothering you maybe I can help. Is it your head? Throat? Stomach? Back?” Starts listing off things then whispers. “You don’t got another tape worm do you?”
“Unless Ramon’s food is tainted, I don’t have another worm,” Kraglin muttered.
Carlos whipped his head to glare at Kraglin. “It’s not tainted,” he said lowly. He then frowned. “What’s going on?”
“I’m just feelin’ a little queasy – ain’t nothin’ to get all twisted up about.”
Peter thinks then Gasps. “You had icecream. Your lactose intollerant. Oh crap.”
“What? No I’m not – I eat cheese all the time!” Kraglin retorted.
“You can make cheese from any kind of milk – not just what has lactose in it,” Carlos said. He sighed. “Wait here, I’ll grab some digestive pills…”
Carlos started to walk off. Mikey asked the cashier if they could wait a second, and they agreed with a smile. Though they looked at Kraglin – probably because they hadn’t understood a thing he said.
Kraglin just made a slight face, looking at the cashier while he tried not to appeared sick. Everyone else was so damn perceptive, apparently.
Hugs him. “Sorry bro….. well take care of you promise. I won’t let you suffer.” And he wouldn’t he’d wait on him hand and foot much like he did for any crew that was sick. He wouldn’t lose anyone to illness again.
Kraglin huffed softly. “I’m gonna be fine, Pete…” He felt a movement in his stomach and he cringed. “Maybe don’t stand so close to me though…”
Blinks and grabs a plastic bag and puts it up to his mouth. “I got ya covered bro!”
“What the – Pete, put that away!” Kraglin snapped. He bat Peter’s hands away.
Carlos appeared with a bottle of pills and he stared at the boys with confusion. “Hey, you two – calm down, alright?”
“Better in the bag and not on the floor.” Blinks and freezes when he hears a loud sound like a horn that was very very wrong then he holds his nose. “Oh gods! Bro!!”
Kraglin quickly started to turn a vibrant shade of blue and he immediately started smacking at Peter. “You little shit – quit holdin’ yer nose! You rude-ass little–”
“Kraglin! Kraglin, stop!” Carlos hissed. He snatched up Mikey’s hat and threw it on his head, pulling it down over his face. “Your face, you idiot!” he hissed. “Your blood – it’s blue!” He’d said the last two sentences in Spanish, hoping to God that nobody else in the vicinity could understand him.
Carlos tossed the pills to Mikey and the younger Ramon scrambled to get it scanned and paid for quickly. The cashier looked very weirded out and alarmed at what was happening at her register.
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