***Hello, everyone! These are the random ideas that strike you. Now, I know nothing about medical... stuff, so cut me some slack here. I just wanted to try something new with some characters I don't write about often. Grillby and Ember (that's my name for her, the little green flame girl in Hotland) belong to Toby Fox, the nurse belongs to me, and let's go!

Chapter One: Losing Air

Grillby thought it would be a normal day, really. Just working at his bar (which was a big success on the surface) until three, then he would get his fifteen-year-old daughter from school. The green flame elemental, named Ember, would be at home on her own for a little while, then Grillby would come home to her. Simple as that.

Well, that was the routine when Ember stayed her two weeks at her father's house.

Anyways, the day was going pretty normally until Grillby felt his phone buzz in his pocket as he wiped down some glasses. He put down his rag and picked up his cell phone.

"Hello?"

"Is this Ember's father?"

"Yes. Who is this?"

"Miss Corinth. I'm the school nurse at Ebott Central High School. And I think you need to get down here."

"What's wrong?"

"Ember was brought with a friend, and he explained that she started having a lot of issues breathing. I gave her something to ease that, but she's here and she's still having trouble."

"Okay, I'm coming. I'm coming right away."

Then, Grillby hung up. He knew that breathing issues were an especially bad problem for flame elementals. So, he turned to a cat monster working nearby.

"Cathryn? Can you let the manager know that I'm stepping out?" he asked. "Yes, of course. What's the situation?" Cathryn asked.

Grillby replied curtly, "My daughter."

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It took fifteen minutes to get to the school. Grillby went right to the nurse's office, as lead by an office assistant.

A woman greeted him. "You must be Ember's father. She's right in here," she, assumably Miss Corinth, said.

Grillby went inside and saw Ember sitting in the chair there, gasping. Dad, she mouthed.

"Can you give her anything else?" Grillby asked, bending down to rub Ember's back.

"I've given her all I can," Miss Corinth said.

Help, Ember mouthed. Notably, her green flames were a bit dimmer than before.

"You were sick after all. Instincts weren't wrong after all. I assumed you had a small cold," Grillby said. Not bad at first, Ember managed to mouth. She was having more and more trouble, even with that much.

"Well, it's bad now. Come on. I signed you out already," Grillby said. He helped Ember up and out to his car. As she sat in the backseat, Grillby felt worry fill him.

If a flame doesn't get oxygen, it goes out.

So if a flame elemental isn't able to breathe...

***Hey, I didn't get a C+ on my science exam for nothing. Anyways, things will pick up soon, don't worry. So be sure to leave a review on the way out, and I'll see you all in the next one! Bye!