" you really need to rest your voice, mom."
Muse is sick and needs to shut up | Accepting
“-No! But I need to get you boys breakfast and-” Kushina broke out into a coughing fit the second she sat up. Still, with a hoarse voice that barely made out to a whisper, she insisted on talking.
It was curse for a chatter box like her.
To stay silent.
That, she would never be able to do for less than five seconds.
She supposed the previous mission had caused it. Her skin was warmer than normal, the ice packs that Minato placed on her only doing so much. She wanted to be apart of the family as much as she could. Being sick was nothing to an Uzumaki!
The illness she had would only get better if she rested her motor-mouth for more than a day. On regular days, that would kill her; unless a mission required complete silence. The mother nodded in defeat.
If soft spoken Gaara had spoken up, then she needed to listen.
