Yuki nods rather enthusiastically, moving to grab one of the
cookies, bringing it to her lips and nibbling on it. "Uwa! Yummy!"
She said happily, grinning before munching on the rest of the
cookie. It was amazing!
Yuki blushed, smiling at him rather embarrassed and sheepishly at
Ty. "I'm glad you think so, Ty~" She hummed sheepishly. But, she
was very happy he liked them.
Yuki's eyes sparkled, hearing his words. "You really think so?" She
asked him with a happy smile. He really thought she had talent with
baking? It was a heartwarming thought, honestly. Made her feel
super happy.
Yuki smiles, taking the book and looking at it. "Thank you!" She
said, happily, glad to have a chance to try something new. She
nearly jumped at him, hugging him and nuzzling her face against his
chest.
Yuki looks up to him, smiling happily. "Hehe~ Sorry~" She hummed,
if it was ticklish she'd stop. But, she was rather happy that he
was going to let her try to bake. Though, she wasn't sure how well
she'd do.
Abby was twitching in her sleep, and starting to sweat. Harold was
starting to get worried, and quickly flew to Ty and Ghost's
house.
He tried his best to tell Ty about what was happening, but he had
started to cry.
"To--toge---toge---to-ge---togeee!!"
Harold was still crying, and he grabbed Ghost's paw and dragged him
to Abby's house, where she was having a horrible nightmare that she
couldn't wake up from, and she was siezuring I her sleep.
Yuki was a little startled, seeing Harold come in. "Wait! Let me
help!" She wanted to follow after, but should she? She had medical
experience, just doesn't speak of it. If it was important, she knew
the right thing to do. But, she shook that fear of being nervous
and ran after Harold and Ghost, surprised to see Abby. "You need to
have her lay on her side and put something in her mouth, she could
bite her tongue off or gnash her teeth in this state." Yuki said
softly, walking over to the bed side. All they could do was that
and wait.
Yuki gulped lightly, she wasn't completely sure how she'd be able
to help. CPR would actually be useless, because the heart hasn't
stopped. She ran over to the bathroom, grabbing a rag and wetting
it, coming over and rubbing it on Abby's forehead. She felt that
she must be fooling herself. Just making herself look worse.