Renoir Drabbles: FeverAs he lay in bed, Renoir curled up under his warm sheets and covers, nuzzling the pillow in dull hopes that it would ease the throbbing headache. He felt frigid cold but somehow he was sweating through the bed. It was almost impossible to get comfortable, let alone sleep. He was starting to smell his sweat from outside the sheets at this point. Might as well take a shower now…Renoir Drabbles: Fever by ~AuroraFox
As he slipped out of bed and held onto a nearby bed support to help him with the sudden vertigo, Renoir remembered what happened a few hours earlier with one of the camp counselors.
“Give him some ambrosia. He’ll feel better.” The counselor’s voice was clear in his memory. After hearing those words, Renoir clamped his mouth shut and shoved away anyone and everyone that tried to force him to have some. The “nectar of the gods” was more like bile to the son of Boreas, despite its healing properties. It reminded him too much of home and how lonely his mother was. It made hi
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1. Lab Rats Chapter 27 scene - (
2. Danny Phantom style human Madame Finitevus - ( 65 )
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