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a Princess Diaries story
by midnight_angel_girl
Mia Thermopolis sat next to her boyfriend, Michael Moscovitz at a truly dull formal dinner dance. It was hard enough to focus on the conversations around her without the distraction of Michael's occasional sniffles.
"Hkght." Michael softly stifled a sneeze into his shoulder. Mia gave him a worried glance, and he responded with one that assured her he was fine.
They both refocused on the meal in front of them and the table talk. "hehkghtt." Michael stifled another sneeze and cleared his throat. Mia reached into her purse and slipped him a lifesaver under the table. Gratitude flashed in his eyes as he unobtrusively slipped it into his mouth as the after dinner conversation continued.
"Hikght, hehgthth." Michael tried to sniffle back his runny nose quietly. Mia, gently, pressed a travel pack of Kleenex into his hand as the group got ready to move to the ball room, Understanding her intent, Michael slipped to the bathroom to tend to his nose as Mia was pulled aside by her grandmother.
When Michael exited the bathroom, Mia was waiting for him. "Joe's bringing the car around. We're allowed to leave."
Coughing, Michael gave her another look of total gratitude as she led him to the car. Sniffling, Michael slumped against the side of the limo. "Heh-chmmph, empshh." He softly blew his nose. Mia gently rubbed his shoulder.
10 minutes later, they were at the Moscovitz's apartment, where Mia was spending the night. There was a note on the table, saying that the rest of the Moscovitz's were at the movies and then going out for ice cream.
"Go change. I'll get you some tea."
Michael disappeared into his room. 15 minutes later, Mia knocked on the door. He opened it, and she came in. She had changed into pajamas as well, and was carrying a cup of tea, a bottle of water and Ny-Quil.
He lay back down on his bed and sneezed loudly. "Huh-shoo, heh-shishh. Ugh. It's dice dot to have to hold theb back adybore. Heh-choo. I'b sorry I got sick ad ruid your dight. Eh-chishh." He sniffled and blew his nose.
She handed him a cup of Ny-Quil. "It's ok. I hate these things anyway." He drank the medicine and some water. "Thaks. Ah-hashh."
"Bless you. Get some rest. I'll be in Lily's room if you need anything. She headed to the door and turned out the light after tucking him in, turning on his bedside lamp, and placing the water, tea, and tissues near him.
"Bia, you really are a pridcess." He murmured as she closed the door.
Written for the sneezefic weekly hatching #23