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It was quite a cold day. Cedar was bringing in the horses for the day as Tori finished cleaning their stalls.
"Hey Cedar! is Ozzie still working on the blueprints for the new prosthetics?" Tori asked a bit concerned as her shark tail swished back and forth.
"I hope not, He's been running himself into the ground trying to make it." Cedar said with a sigh as he led the horses into their stalls. after he was finished, he started heading to the old shed, Ozzie had made into his workshop.
Cedar slowly crept up to Ozzie then quickly wrapped his arms around Ozzie's waist while resting his head on his shoulder.
"CEDAR!?" Ozzie shouted as he was startled, dropping what he was holding, bolts, nuts and screws scattering everywhere.
"Careful now we wouldn't want anyone to trip" Cedar said noticing a redness in Ozzie's face that wasn't blush. placing his hand on Ozzie's head to check his temp.
"You're burning up" Cedar exclaimed worry bleeding into his voice.
"I'm fine! besides If I don't finish these blueprints and the base now then Whiskey might get impatient, the poor horse loves running too much" Ozzie said while lightly pushing Cedar off him so he can pick up the scattered items.
"Oh, you don't, you're running a fever so no more working until its gone" Cedar said picking Ozzie up and carrying him back to their house.
"Hey put me down!" Ozzie said while trying to wiggle out of his grasp.
"Besides I don't think Amelia will be too happy to hear her big brother is working while sick" Cedar Said adjusting his hold.
"That's a low blow even for you" Ozzie said with a huff, giving up on trying to escape.
part of the middle
"hey what music should be in the fund raiser I know the theme, but Delilah wants the music to be played on our old record player for the vibes or whatever?" Greg added to the conversation with a teasing tone.
"just relax its all good" Jace mumbled while sorting through some other records.
Ren set the music records down and asked. "are we sure everything is ready, I know they have it handled but Oz is pretty sick no matter how he tries to downplay it."
"I'm sure they will be fine" Yumiko replied as Mackenzie led the other club members away.
"You could just sleep darling" Cedar offered as he gently placed a cool damp towel on his forehead
this was going to be the end of the fic since I didn't have the middle planed out fully
"What about the club meeting next Tuesday, if I don't complete Whiskey's prosthetic before Tuesday next week then the whole schedule will be messed up. plus, we might not have the time for the fundraiser." Ozzie remarked.
"Rest Ozzie you can complain about being behind schedule tomorrow" Cedar insisted with a slight frown.
"alright" Ozzie whispered dejectedly as he drifted off to sleep.
as the soft voices of the riding club members fade into the background so does the world peacefully fading to black.
"Goodnight my love" Cedar spoke his tone soft and sweet as he kissed Ozzie on the head.