PJ's Daycare (My Version)

Part 16

PJ sighed, "You're right... but, maybe for now we just let her rest... see how that does for her..."

2 hours later:

"Okay, I'll be back, kids..." PJ smiled, standing and walking into the bedroom, standing beside the bed.

"Alright, Milly, come on... you have to wake up and reassure everyone... they didn't believe me..."

No movement.

"Okay, I think that's plenty of rest, little one..."

Nothing...

PJ felt his soul shudder a bit, and felt anxiety rising in his bones.

"C-come on... I-I'm only... asking you to o-open your eyes... a little b-bit... at least......"

He placed his hand gently on Milly's cheek, "Milly..... please...-"

Her head fell to the other side, her body completely limp. PJ jolted, all fear in his soul escalating to 100.

Bluescreen went to the door, about to open it, "Brother, is everything alright in th-"

The door burst open, PJ running out with Milly in his arms. Gradient looked at his form, worried.

"He took Milly with him!"

"Mmmmm!" Bluescreen tried to speak, but it was muffled from the door being over him.

"Luna, what's wrong with her?!" Fresh asked frantically.

The wolf girl stayed silent, her eyes blank in expression at first. Before she snapped back to reality, realising her sister was being taken somewhere away from her.

She growled, "BRING HER BACK!!"

Goth and Palette both stepped in to hold Luna back, but she struggled, snarling loudly.

"Luna, p-please settle-!" Goth tried to say, but he was surprised when Luna cut him off.

"THEY'RE TAKING HER FROM ME!!" She snarled, trying to escape the grip.

"Milly is just going to hospital! That's it!" Palette explained.

That didn't help...

"I'M GOING WITH HER THEN!! JUST DON'T TAKE HER FROM ME!!"

"Luna, please-!" Goth squeaked in shock when he was cut off again.

"Let... me... GO!!!" Luna growled, biting Goth and Palette in an attempt to get away.

Fresh trembled in the back of the room, scared of this anger. Blue and Dream were worried, but started to talk quietly amongst themselves to figure out how to help.

Meanwhile, outside:

PJ raced into his car, putting the seatbelt on and holding Milly close to him. He turned the key, the car beginning to start up.

"Calm down, she isn't dead yet, darn it!" He thought, but the car, due to the cooler weather, needed to warm up the engine first.

Frustrated, PJ yelled, "WORK YOU HUNK OF JUNK!!"

When the car finally decided to work, PJ slammed on the accelerator, but made sure to go only 80k's...... maybe sometimes bridging on 100k's.......

All thoughts of possible situations were running through his head, so much so that he was barely able to drive straight. But, he wanted to at least be careful to not get in an accident. For Milly's sake.

Everything was a blur to him, except for one moment where he had to stop at a red light. He glanced down at Milly's form, and his angry expression turned softer.

"Please... hang in there... we're almost to the hospital..." PJ thought.