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"You alright, mate?" Clarise asked, nearly dropping him. "You seemed like you forgot you were being held for a minute there."
Boris smiled.
 
Bendy shrugged, “I’m all good-“ he paused as he had a look of uneasiness on his face. “Ah…”
 
“Ow… ow,” he said desperately. “No, not now,” he begged to himself. “It hurts!”
 
"Oh, fiddlesticks!" Claire cried out, setting him in the snow. "Boris I need you to collect some snow and melt it." She shuffled through her satchel to find an eppy.
"On it!" Boris continued.
"Ah, what did I say, Bendy?" She was wiping the ink from his face as it began to drip down his face.
 
Bendy had wrapped his arms around his stomach with pain in his eyes as he desperately tightened his grip around himself. “I… don’t know,” he said with a light shake of his head. “It… hurts so bad…”
 
Boris comes back with some piled up snow. Clairise takes a vial from her bag and places a drop on a cloth before putting snow in it. The snow melts a little making the cloth wet and cold.
"Boris, keep the ink from his eyes," she told him, shuffling through her bag again. She finds no eppy, but a different vial she hadn't seen before with a note attatched. It had said: One drop will temporarily cure the illness. She hesitated.
"Claire?" Boris began.
"Bendy, open your mouth..." she said cautiously.
 
Bendy had his eyes shut as the ink kept making its way down over his pale face and he didn’t bother to say anything. He was shaking really bad in pain. At hearing Clairise saying for him to open his mouth, he didn’t bother to argue. He slowly opened his trembling mouth.
 
"God, I hope this works..." She muttered. Boris tried to wipe the ink from his brother's face but there was too much. Clairise placed a drop in Bendy's mouth. She could never imagine how much pain he was in. She only remembered her mother screaming as she died.
 
Bendy waited until he felt something in his mouth and he swallowed. It took a few seconds and he shuddered as the pain seemed to ease away. “I… it’s gone…” he muttered and let his arms loosen around him. “It helped… whatever it was you gave me.” He had a smile of relief on his face and breathed.
 
Clairise wiped her forehead in relief, pulling Bendy into her lap and hugged him. "I told you this would happen... I'm glad I had that in my bag... I'm so happy you're safe."
Boris smiled through a few tears.
 
Bendy took a deep breath and just let her hug him. “I knew it would happen too… I know,” he murmured, a few tears escaping his eyes from the pain before.
 
Bendy accepted it and hugged back, trying to keep himself calm from this. "I'm glad."
 
Clairise nodded. "We should get going now. If we want to reach town before night fall."

"I agree," Boris smiled. "It's getting colder by the minute!" Clairise picks Bendy up once more.
 
"I agree," he muttered with a stretch of his arms. "I hope we get there in time," he stares off into the snow.
 
Soon, Clairise started to get a little dizzy and she tried to blink it away, shaking her head. It didn't go away. She gulped. "Boris..."

Boris was looking at the map as they walked. "Claire?" She quickly handed Bendy to Boris before she fell to her knees.
 
Bendy gasped as she fell and scrambled from Boris' arms, over to Clairise. "Claire?!" he says, getting on his knees beside her. "What is happening?!"
 
"I-I don't know but-" Here she throws up a lot of blood. It was a mix of red and a bit of greenish blue. It melted the snow under her instantly. "AH!" It was burning.
"Th-This isn't the illness..." Boris began. "It looks nothing like ink..."
 
Bendy took a few steps back as he retracted to his feet almost instantly. "What is it, then?" he pleaded with worried and confused eyes.
 
Clarise paused, coughing and choking on the liquid until it was out of her system. "I-I-I do know wh-what it is."

Boris was at her side. "What is it?"

"Griddlocke Fever..." She trailed off.

(I totally made this up btw)
 
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Bendy gave a concerned look, "what does it mean?" Bendy looks at her then at his brother.
 
Boris shrugged for he had no clue.
Claire wipes her mouth. "It's a family disease that is only found in the biological women in the family... But... It's not supposed to... I'm not supposed to have it... Not yet anyways..." She started to tear up.
 
Bendy lowered his eyebrows in understanding and put a hand on her shoulder to try to comfort her. “I’m sorry,” he says slowly.
 
"I... I'm gonna die in less than a year... That's how it goes..." She said through tears. "My mother had it... But she also had the illness... That only gave her half the time I have..."

Boris hugs her. "We won't let you die, Claire..."
 

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