A Flu Battle || Short Story

I was in the kitchen making some homemade soup, for a friend who was fighting a very bad flu virus. Once finished, I headed up the stairs, bowl in hand and went inside the room.

“Hey Jen, I made you some of my special homemade chicken noodle soup,” I said softly. I looked to see that she was still asleep. I set down the bowl and saw that she was burning up. I pressed my hand softly to her forehead and frowned deeply.

Just as I was about to head out, a light enveloped me and everything turned dark. I woke up to seeing flesh like walls, and an acid lake. A humming sound interrupted my train of thought. I turned around and saw a globby, weird looking creature. And it all just kinda crashed down on me..

I WAS INSIDE JENS BODY

I decided to take some deep breaths before doing anything.

’So if this is Jens body, then that weird creature thing must be the flu virus!’ I thought to myself. I realized that maybe just maybe I could help my friend...so I decided to do the best thing. Be reckless and fight a virus.

I knew that I would need a weapon so I thought maybe an axe would help. And then BAM an axe appears in my hand. Now that I have a weapon I could finally confront the flu virus creature.

I took a deep breath and shouted,”Hey FLu!!”. They turned around and just stared at me. “Are you talking to me?” They finally asked. “No! I was talking to my imaginary friends”, I responded sarcastically.

The flu rolled their eyes and started doing their nails. “What do you want? I have better things to do than talk to a healthy person”.

I frowned and yelled once more,”You leave my friend alone!”. While I then proceed to spit in the flu’s face. They froze and slowly brought their hands up to wipe away the spit.

”Did you just on my face?” They asked in a deadly tone. I start to whistle while looking around. When I did finally answer, I acted as if nothing was wrong. “I have no idea what you’re talking about” I stare slightly smirking.

The flu looks at me dumbfounded. “Are you mocking me” Their voice filled with so much shock. I smirk and reply with a simple ‘yes’. The flu turns as red as a tomato and gets right up into my face.

”You must be stupid then because-“The flu somehow can now fly-“I am the Euler or mocking people!”. I blink slowly while cracking my knuckles, well if they can fly then so can I. As I proceed to lift off of the ground and become a mocking warrior.

It seems as if the ground is now a battle field as the flu and I are on opposite sides. “This is going to get bloody! And you’re blood will be spread flu!” I declare. The flu simply scoffs at me.

”It will be yours! Plus I don’t even have blood in me! I AM A GERM! Duh! So you should have said, ‘That the only cells being spilled today are mine’. I honestly can’t help but laugh. Which only agitates the flu even more.

“What’s so funny?!?” They ask

“I pretty much got you to say that you will lose,” I say after I catch my breath. The flu swears under its breath, and the battle begins.

Both the flu and I take hits at each other, it felt like an eternity had ed. With both of us out of breath. I narrow my eyes with the thoughts of ending this once and for all. It seemed the flu had the same thinking.

This time the flu managed to actually touch me. “Aha! I got you!” They say gleefully. I dramatically fall down to the ground and close my eyes. After the flu had a victory dance they realized that I had fallen and flew towards me in confusion.

“Uhhhh did I kill her?” They asked themselves while poking my cheek. My eyes flew open as I magically pull out a bottle of germx. The flu backs away clearly frightened. “NOT A BOTTLE OF GERMX!!” They sob backing into a corner.

I walk forward and chant,”Run run as fast as you can, I can catch you for I’m the germx man”. I spray all of the germx on the flu. They curl on the ground and make a dramatic death scene.

“What a world,what a world who knew a sweet girl like you could be so cruel. I am so jealous now but still goodbye germinated bodies, I’ll miss you so much!”. And then the flu dies and disappears. With my work done, I as well fade away and return to Jens room.

She was still asleep, but it seemed at one point she had woken up and eaten the soup. I smile softly while picking up the bowl. I walk towards the door, turn off the light and walk out. I’ll probably need to talk to my therapist about what just happened. Oh well that’s a story for a different time.

The End.

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THEMES

The themes I used Are survival. Jen is sick and trying to survive with her body fighting the flu. And when I magically go in and fight the flu, I’m helping Jens chances of survival by beating the flu up. I also believe that comedy could also be a theme in here, with the jokes and what not. And let’s not forget that the flu was very dramatic.

I do hope that you enjoyed this story ^-^

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