“Sure thing. Does my highness have any other requests of me? Or am I allowed to fiddle with puzzles until food gets here?” He asked in a teasing tone, stretching out before pushing up off of his bed. “And do you want me to wake you at a certain point, even when there isn’t food?”
"We'll go on an adventure, when we escape these prison walls!" (Closed)
"Shhh, you're interrupting my beauty sleep," Davina mumbled, though cracked a grin under her mask and opened her eyes enough to look over at him, "You can mess with the puzzles, as for when to wake me up, do it whenever you want to get some sleep." She pulled her blankets over her head and mumbled one more thing at him, "Those are direct orders from your queen, Lord of the Hospital."
"I thought I was the vending machine master." He teased, sitting down on the floor and pulled a puzzle box closer to himself. "Night queen, sleep tight." Apollo mumbled now, his mind clicking into place as he built the puzzle slowly. Something as silly as that, caught his full attention rather quickly.
She only huffed loudly in response, poking her head out from under the blanket again with a smile. That was all she did though, rolling onto her side and falling asleep minutes later. It was odd, but she slept peacefully, no nightmares coming to haunt her.
(Time skip, until later?)
(Sure)
After awhile of puzzles, and being bored, one of the doctors came in with a tray of food. If he was smiling, Apollo wouldn't know. As he had a mask pulled up over his nose. Setting the silver tray on a nearby table, he nodded before walking right back out with not as much as a word. Once gone, he pushed up off the floor, and quickly scurried over to Davina. "Time to get up your highness."
"Noo, five more minutes," She mumbled, a hint of a smile flicking over Davina's face, "Is the food here?" For once she actually had slept good, she didn't want to leave the fuzz of sleep behind. She slowly reached up and tugged her mask down, yawning and opening her eyes as well.
Chuckling softly, he nodded with a smile. “Yeah, food is here.” He smiled weakly pressing his lips together tightly. “Come on, princess. You’ve been sleeping for over an hour.” Apollo told her, holding a hand out to her.
She seemed slightly more awake once food was mentioned, sitting up slowly. "You didn't want to take a nap?" Davina asked, slightly surprised that she had slept for that long. A happy smile washed over her face as she took his hand though, her eyes falling on the tray of food, "Did they say what it was at all?"
"Nah, I was fine. You looked more tired anyways." At least that's what he thought. Without knowing she had gotten little sleep the night before, he half figured it out by her exaggerated tiredness and her multiple times agreeing a nap sounded good. Yes, he was tired, but not as tired as she appeared. "And I have no clue what it is. I think it's just bread, water, and some broth."
"I think they're trying to starve us," She joked lightly, bracing herself to try standing again. Davina swung her legs off the side of the bed and stood up, only up for a moment before one of her knees buckled and she almost fell. "Stupid legs," She muttered, grabbing onto her mattress and getting to her feet. She didn't move until she was sure her legs could hold her weight though, then she made her way over to the tray.
"Yeah…" Apollo mumbled some, watching her with his brows furrowed inwards. "I could have brought food over to you… you clearly should be sitting down if your legs keep giving out on you." He told her softly, resting a tender hand on her shoulder. "I don't think you're incapable, I just think you're weaker because you're sick. I really don't mind trying to help you out."
"I appreciate the help and I don't mind having you help me, but the only way they're going to get stronger is if I use them," Davina said, looking over at him and making no move to move away from his hand on her shoulder. Even though Apollo was being serious, she couldn't help but joke just to try to keep things light, "Plus if I ended up following what you said, I wouldn't get up to do anything unless I had to."
The expression on his face relaxed, pulling up in to a tight little smile. "I guess that is true. Just don't push it too far, you'll end up hurting yourself if you push yourself." Apollo warned her, stepping back from holding on to her shoulder. "Let's eat, before someone comes and takes the food from us." He hummed, seeming to relax more and more as their previous conversation had ended.
She jokingly sighed and looked over at him, a grin on her face, "Yes mother." The mention of food made her focus back on the tray, looking over the few options they had. He had been right for the most part, but instead of just broth, it looked like it had a few carrots and a sad amount of noodles as well. "I think they skipped the chicken part, otherwise this could pass as chicken noodle soup," Davina said, taking one of the two small bowls as well as a spoon and sitting on the ground.
Rolling his eyes at her name calling, he picked up his own small bowl and sat down beside her. "Well at least we have food. We could be going on without anything to eat. Enjoy this while you can, we don't even know if they'll give us something for dinner." Apollo pointed out, lightly bumping his elbow to her forearm. "Though you would think they'd try and give us protein…"
"I wish they just gave us more to eat," She agreed, starting on her soup. It wasn't the best, but it was food, and so she ate, knowing it was the only way to get her strength back so she could walk better. Davina tried to imagine that the soup was much better than it was, adding in more veggies in her imagination as well as actual chicken so it could pass as chicken noodle soup.
Apollo agreed, sipping on the bowl with a smile. "Yeah, though I'm just happy we get any food. Everything could be much worse, so I prefer to focus on the good things I've got to live by." He mumbled to her, setting the half eaten bowl of soup behind. "I mean, a lot of other patients have no way to get out of bed. They're stuck."
She nodded, getting what he was saying, "I suppose we should be thankful for that..and that we have each other for company. I know a lot of patients don't have that." While he only ate part of his soup, she finished the bowl before setting it down, wrinkling her nose at the slightly chemical like aftertaste it left in her mouth, "I still wish they would give us better food though."
Chuckling, he stretched out as he began to speak. "Agreed. I'm not sure I can actually force myself to finish, I'm still full from the M&Ms we had." Apollo mumbled, gathering both of their bowls. "Do you wanna finish mine? I don't mind if you do. I'm not really going to eat it." He offered her, holding the bowl out as he stood up to go grab his water glass.
"If you are sure you don't want it," She replied, gently taking the bowl from him and smiling in thanks. Davina really didn't want to eat anymore, but she knew she had to so she didn't become one of the patients that couldn't leave a bed. That would be worse than eating hospital food, so she finished off the rest of his soup. "Thank you," She said, getting to her feet slowly and setting the bowls back on the tray.
Apollo smiled back, picking up the water glass. "No thanks needed, it seemed like a waste not to finish it." He insisted, setting the water aside for a moment. "What now? We've got awhile until night fall, so what do you wanna do until then?" He asked her, walking up to the bed to stand on it. He was bored as could be, and it was starting to show through.
She shrugged, walking over to his bed once the bowls were back on the tray and flopping backward again, "I don't know, what do you want to do?" Davina looked over at him, clearly just as bored as he was. There wasn't much to do in this room, besides her bag of things she had brought with.
"I've got nothing. This is gonna be a long… however long we're stuck here." Apollo laughed weakly, running a hand down his face as he sat with crossed legs. They were both bored, and neither of them had any ideas. How long they'd be stuck here, he had no idea. It didn't seem fair to lock kids up, and leave them to be miserable for who knows how long. "Do you have any cards?"
(Sorry for being gone for so long, life has been crazy)
"I..might, hold on." Davina thought for a minute before standing and walking over to her bag. To be honest, she couldn't remember what she had packed, but more than likely she would have brought a deck of cards. That or one of her siblings would've packed it for her. "I do actually, though I'm not sure if they're all here," She said happily, searching through her bag and pulling out an old but nice deck of cards.
(It's all good! Don't worry about it :3 I disappeared for awhile too)
A smile spread across his lips, and he patted the bed before pulling his legs up. "That's fine, I don't need them all anyways. I wanted to show you a magic trick I learned." Apollo told her, smoothing out the bed sheets. "If you're up for it at least." His smile was soft, the same as his eyes. He was calm, and relaxed… though mostly because he was tired.
She nodded, a curious smile on her face as she stood back up slowly and brought the deck of cards to him. "Of course I'm up for it." Davina sat down on the other end of the bed, pulling her legs up so she was sitting with her legs crossed and a look of curiosity on her face.
Once she was sitting, he shuffled the cards in silence for a moment. As he finished, he placed three rows of four cards face down on the bed. "Don't think too hard about this, alright? Now, I'm going to flip the cards and I'm going to choose one and write it down as my prediction." Apollo hummed, getting up from the bed to grab pen and paper.
"This already looks interesting," She said, watching as he laid out the cards and got up to get something to write with and on. Magic tricks were usually really cool and fun to watch, and she had no doubt that this one was going to be any different. Davina didn't know many of her own card tricks, so she hoped Apollo would be up to teaching her how to do this trick after he finished with it.