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Bluebird felt wretched. The slightest bit of light felt like jabs to her eyeballs. It also made her incredibly nauseous. They were in Legend's Hyrule, and blessedly at his house. She was curled up tight on the couch, face pressed into the corner, when a chirp sounded. Bluebird took a quick glance up. Sheerow. The sparrow hopped down to her level, chirping softly.
“Dun feel good…” she informed him. Sheerow fluttered his wings. He nestled in with her, tucking her under one wing. Bluebird pressed her face into his feathers. He tweeted, rather loudly. Footsteps followed.
“Sheerow? What are you doing on the couch?” That was Ravio. Bluebird stuck an arm up in the air, waving it. More footsteps and shuffling. Then a light touch to her hand.
“Miss Bluebird! Are you alright? Oh he's not smothering you, is he…?” Ravio fussed. Bluebird groaned. “N-no… No he's… Not… Hurts to open my eyes though…” Ravio made a noise of concern. Next thing she knew, slim fingers were wrapping around her. Ravio made worried noises as he tucked her into his scarf. “Here, tuck in while I go find Link… He'll know what to do.” Keeping her face buried in his scarf, she felt him start to walk. Sheerow landed on the scarf, trying to settle on her. Keep her warm, presumably.
“Link? Something is wrong with Bluebird. I think she may be sick?” Ravio said softly. Sheerow was shooed away, and she opened her eyes to see Legend's face. “What's wrong, squirt?” he asked in a low voice. Bluebird squinted her eyes against the daylight before describing things to the Vet. Legend scooped her up, taking his cap off and placing her inside it.
“Link, do you know what it is?”
“It sounds like a migraine… Now keep your voice down! Noise and light can make it worse.”
“You go look for some medicine. I can watch her.”
Bluebird felt the transfer. Peeking up, she saw Ravio was holding her, cap and all. And now Four was looking in. Concern clear on his face.
“Link says she has a migraine. I'm not entirely sure what I can do to help?” Ravio fussed. Four sighed softly. “Use your scarf. Make her space as dark as you can. I've had migraines before. Bright light makes them really bad.” Four explained. Bluebird reached up when a section of scarf dropped down.
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Ravio felt badly for her. Poor thing… Four, and then Warriors once he strolled over, guided him on what to do. Sheerow even wanted to help! His beloved bird helping to retrieve items to assist. The merchant sat down in the dimmed bedroom. Cradling the bundle of cap and scarf to his chest.
Four followed them. Sky following shortly after. The Skyloftian looked anxious. “Is she in pain?” he asked, voice low with concern. Ravio shrugged in response. “I… I cannot say I know… I'm inclined to say ‘yes’ for how she's curled up right now.” Sky gave a soft noise of sympathy. Ravio tucked parts of his scarf around Bluebird's tiny little body. Sheerow attempted to brood over her, but Ravio gently shooed him off. “Not now… I need to be able to see her, my feathered friend. Actually, would you be a dear and fetch a tea bag? It would make a lovely, fragrant pillow for her.”
Sheerow fluttered off to do as he'd asked. Good. Very good. Now he could focus on keeping her comfortable. Sky came and sat next to him, his harp in hand. “I can go for something soft. To help relax her.” Sky told him. Ravio nodded a little, adjusting the bundle on his lap. Bluebird was moving a bit, bleary eyes taking in the room. Squinting.
“Where's Legend…?” she asked.
“He's getting medicine, you just relax and rest~” Ravio soothed. Sheerow fluttered over with the requested tea bag.
“Here, Sheerow brought you something to rest your head on.”
“... Chamomile? Good choice. ”
Ravio giggled at Bluebird's comment. But she seemed more comfortable now. Sky played soft tunes for her, and the sound was clearly calming to her. Legend soon returned with medicine. He sat next to him, then reached a hand down and scooped her up.
“Now now, you'll get right back to napping once you've taken your medicine for Mister Hero.” Ravio soothed as she fussed a bit. Legend held her gently in one hand, and helped her drink the medicine with the other. Legend placed her back in the cap-and-scarf nest, tugging a bit of scarf over her. Sheerow promptly got in with her, settling in beside her. Bluebird turned and buried her face in his feathers.
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Bluebird found comfort in this position. The familiar scent of Legend. The softness of Ravio's scarf. And the warmth Sheerow was providing. The Borrower wriggled under one wing, getting cozy.
“Thank you…” she said softly. Ravio made a fond noise above her. The merchant reached down, and she felt him ruffling her hair. It felt very nice. He went to pull back, and she reached up past Sheerow to grab his finger. “That felt really good… C-can you do that some more, please?” Even Legend gave a soft noise of affection at this. Sky, she was fairly certain, was trying his utmost best to not cry. Four snorted. “Wow, Legend, didn't think I'd ever hear you make a noise like that~” the Smithy teased. Bluebird gave a low, grumpy squeak. “Shush… No bickering…” she scolded.
Ravio's finger was back, rubbing circles into her scalp. “You like this, do you?” he asked softly. Bluebird gave a garbled ‘mhm’ in response. It felt good. And her headache was finally melting away. Greatly improving her mood.
“... I should start offering a massage service–”
“Ravio, for fuck sake– ”
She heard Warriors giggle from across the room. Followed by a distinct swat.
“Captain, don't give him ideas!” Legend hissed. Bluebird opened one eye to see what was going on. The rest of the Chain somehow squeezed into the room. Legend was complaining to Warriors, Sky had given up on his harp and was failing to keep his own amusement hidden. Wind and Twilight were talking about… She didn't know what. Time and Wild were… She wasn't sure what they were doing. Four was laughing at Warriors getting swatted. And Hyrule was now checking on her.
“Feeling any better?” he asked her softly. Bluebird gave him a thumbs up. Ravio scooped her into his palms, and started rubbing her temples with his thumbs. It felt like heaven.
“... Ravio you could make bank with massage services–”
“Bluebird, no! ”
She couldn't help but laugh at Legend’s dismayed tone. Ravio laughed too, his thumbs now lightly squishing her cheeks. Making her giggle more. “Well, it's a relief to see you in good spirits, Miss Bluebird~” he told her. She nodded, patting one of his thumbs. “Yeah, feeling way better. Those, uh, migraines suck though… Holy cow it hurt to be in the light, felt like my eyes were being jabbed!”
She squeaked as Ravio drew her in for the closest he could offer for a hug. Then placed her back in the scarf nest. Legend had retrieved his cap already. Sheerow fluttered down to her, preening her hair a little. “I'm okay, Sheerow, thank you~ You're super soft, you know that?” She hugged the darling bird, patting him sweetly. Ravio chuckled as Sheerow's feathers puffed up. “Well look at that, how's that for a thank you, Sheerow?” Ravio tittered. Bluebird leaned on the sparrow. She decided to snuggle for a while longer. Curling up against Sheerow and pulling up more of the scarf to use like a blanket. “Mister Hero, this is too cute…” Ravio was
shaking
as he spoke. Well, she did her very best~