I FINALLY FINISHED THE FIC I WAS TALKING ABOUT YESTERDAY HERE IT IS!! :D
TW: poor description of things are going down and heat exhaustion
Summary: title says it, but basically: Texas has a rough-ish day, but there is touches of comfort through it all.
Ships: hint of CaliTex 👀✨
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5 am
Texas groaned as he reached for his phone to stop his alarm. He eventually found his phone, but not after knocking his cup of water down, along with his phone. He grimaced as he heard the telltale sound of glass shattering, sighing and slamming his face into his pillow. 'Goddamnit...' he thought as he reached down to grab his phone. Texas stops his alarm and slowly starts getting up to start his day, ignoring the god awful popping in his back from his god awful sleeping positions. He finally gets up, he cleans up the glass, and completely ignores the cuts on his hands he got from it. He had other things to care about anyways.
After getting dressed and putting a hoodie on, since it was only 60 degrees outside, Texas quietly walked down the hall and into the kitchen to make himself some coffee.
"JESUS-" whisper-shouted Texas, who hadn't expected to receive a heart attack from a certain Pelican State, who had fallen asleep standing against a wall. Texas sighed, gently walking over to the smaller state. He picked up Louisiana and carried his little brother-figure (yes they have a sibling-like relationship here) to the living room where he could rest properly. 'Lord knows when the last time he's slept was...' thought the Lone Star State as he gently placed Loui down on the couch and laid a comforter on top of him. Texas panicked for a second when he saw Loui stir in his sleep, thinking he had accidentally woken him up from a much needed sleep, but was relieved when the smaller state just curled up and held the comforter close to himself. Texas smiles gently before putting on his boots and walking out to the barn.
On his way to the barn, Texas could've sworn he saw New York's silhouette on the roof of the statehouse, but he said and did nothing.
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7 am.
After a few hours of taking care of all the animals, Texas heard the telltale sign of some other states being awake. He could hear Alabama's truck starting, he could hear distant talking on the front porch, and he could hear the footsteps that belonged to Kentucky, who was walking to the barn to grab his tools that he needed to be able to work on his latest car project if Texas had to guess. Texas guessed correctly, as a few moments later he could hear Kentucky greeting him:
"Mornin' Texas!" Said Kentucky with a smile, hugging Texas tight around his shoulders.
"Hey Tucky." responded Texas, keeping his eyes focused on brushing Ranger's (his horse) mane.
"Now don't work too long, kid. It's supposed to be at least a hundred degrees today. Don't wan' ya to get fried." Kentucky said with a hint of a teasing lilt to his voice.
"Yeah yeah I know..." answered the younger state, though he wasn't really paying attention, as he was putting some braids in Ranger's mane. He felt Kentucky ruffle his hair (he made a quick move to put his hat back on) before hearing him walk out.
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12 pm.
'Jesus Christ it's hot out...' Texas thought to himself as he wiped some sweat from his forehead. He had already shed the hoodie, as the temperature was raising rather quickly. Texas felt... weird. His skin felt really cold and clammy to him, though he also felt EXTREMELY warm. He also felt incredibly dizzy and lightheaded, like he could faint at any given moment. His throat was rather dry, as he has had nothing but coffee today and an energy drink or five. He felt....nauseous, and like his muscles were on fire. Black peaked at the edges of his eyesight, dizziness overtook him, and he eventually fell, passing out and barely holding on to the fence post he had just fixed for the hundredth time.
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Kentucky's POV:
Kentucky had been walking towards the barn to go offer some food and water to his friend, but was a little surprised when he could not see any sign of Texas. He looked all around the barn, but still saw no sign of his friend. That was, until, he looked towards the fence area and saw a lump on the ground.
"Texas!!!" He shouts as he runs over to the fallen state. Kentucky flips Texas over and quickly feels for a pulse, which he luckily finds. Another thing that he finds, is how quick Texas's pulse was. Kentucky pulls out his phone and scrolls through his contacts until he finds Massachusetts’ contact name.
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Kentucky: "Mass! Mass! Mass I need yer help really really fast!!"
Massachusetts: "Woah Woah Woah! Slow do-"
Kentucky: "No!!! Texas is unconscious right now and yer tellin’ me to slow down?!"
Massachusetts: "Why is he unconscious??? What the f(speaks Boston)k happened???"
Kentucky: "I don’t know!!! I was comin’ to give him food and a drink, and I saw him unconscious!!"
Massachusetts: "Jesus f(speaks Boston)kin’ Christ… get im’ to the medical room, I’ll be there in a bit."
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Kentucky quickly hung up the phone and went to pick up the Lone Star State. He picked him up with great ease, carrying him bridal style, and started walk-running inside.
"You’re gonna be okay kid…" he whispered, despite knowing that Texas couldn’t hear him.
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6 pm
Texas began to groggily stir awake, and he began slowly opening his eyes to try and figure out where he was. He couldn’t remember anything that had happened before, or at least not at the moment. He looks around to gather his thoughts and surroundings. Pale blue walls… white ceiling…medical equipment- oh. He was in the Statehouse’s medical room.
"Oi dumbass. Ya good?" Texas heard a voice ring out, a familiar voice with a Boston accent.
"M-Mass…? Why the ell’ am I here…?" Questioned the younger state. His voice was raspy and quieter than usual due to disuse.
"Yer sick. Well- sorta. Ya worked in the hot sun too long. And now yer dumbass is suffering with heat exhaustion."
"…oh." was all Texas could say. He avoided eye contact with the older yet shorter state and fidgeted with the IV that was currently pumping cold fluids into his system.
"Also, quick question, why the f(speaks Boston)k we’re ya wearin’ a damn hoodie?? It’s like- 100 friggin’ degrees out there!" Mass asked. While he was being a bit aggressive, in truth he was just worried for the younger state.
"It was cold this mornin’…"
"Whateva’… how uh- how are ya feeling as of now? And don’t try lying and sayin’ yer fine. Cuz I know yer not." Mass was obviously quite used to Texas’s bullsh*t about being fine was he really wasn’t.
"……I guess my head hurts a bit-" he pauses when he sees Mass raise an eyebrow, "a lot… and I feel a little nauseous I s’pose…" he looks up to the smaller state, awaiting his response.
"Aight. Stay ere’ im gonna go get ya some water and ibuprofen. Don’t you dare try to escape, cuz I will drag your lanky ass right back here. I s’pose I’ll bring yer stupid boyfriend ere’ too."
Texas’s face lit up with a light blush as he watched Massachusetts leave the room. Wait- What if Cali was mad at him for being reckless?? What if he was mad cuz Texas worried him??? A whole lotta ‘what if’s’ went through Texas’s mind before he was snapped out of his thoughts by the feeling of someone practically suffocating him with a hug.
"Texas! You had me so worried!! I thought you were gonna die or something!!!" Cali exclaimed, hugging Texas and kissing him all over his face.
"I’m alright Poppy…I’m alright…" responded the slightly taller state, wrapping his arms around California’s shoulders and nuzzling into him.
Meanwhile, Mass watched the younger couple with a mix of cuteness overload and disgust at the sight of the affectionate states. He didn’t say anything, seeing as him, Penn, and Ginny weren’t much better. He just left the water and ibuprofen on the table next to the bed and walked out to give the other two some peace.
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just gonna tag the love of my life and some other friends that enjoy angst: @sc3n3kid @misery-has-no-company-now @manchineel-bean @almostangrything @nohappinessinthisworld
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just need to yell out into the void rn:
my university's bureaucratic bs is getting on my nerves.
what do you mean i have 10 business days to send my thesis and that i need to be told, in writing, all the changes i need to make to the formatting up to 3 days after that first e-mail and then you SEND ME THE CHANGE LOG 5 FUCKING DAYS AFTER INSTEAD OF 3????
formatting a thesis is hard also.
why in the kentucky fried fuck (i'm european) am i being forced to get an adobe subscription (we're fine, i used the free trial) to edit the COVER PAGE of the thesis???
i get you want uniformization
but jesus christ.
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