Here's another Whumptober prompt I thought was good. It's not super good, but it's okay. Takes place somewhere in either season 2 (post Phoebe vs. Max, the sequel) or 3 (prior to season 3 finale.) So yea. Feel free to R&R, I welcome constructive criticism. Please PM me if you think the rating is too high.

Words: 583

Disclaimer: I don't own the prompt or the characters, just the actual story.

Rating: K+ (warning for character sickness)

Prompt (Day 8): Fever

Published: 11/25/18

Oh pa-lease, wait until I tell you about the time I got Phoebe sick, and struck fear into the heart of the school. They should've had a day named after me for it. But that's besides the point.

So ya know how supers have temperatures that would be almost lethal in normal people? Let me just say that our fevers when we're sick are even worse. Like, usually between 110-115 degrees!

So I had been cultivating this flu-like virus for a while. It wouldn't kill Phoebe, I wouldn't do that to my own sister, but it would give her wicked sores, bad cough, lots of mucus, and a 117 degrees fever. Don't worry, 117 degrees isn't enough to land a supe in the hospital, and I had an anti-virus in case it got out of hand. I'm not about to kill my sister -or anyone really - for a prank.

So I injected her the night before a day of presentations and tests for Phoebe. She woke up feeling groggy but still insisted to go to school.

"Oh, I'm finer than a fiddle," she said as she left.

"Should we give her a thunder monitor scan?" Mom asked to Dad.

"Of course not. If our baby says she's fine, then she's probably fine," Dad responded. Good thing too, because it would've ruined my evil plan.

I replaced Phoebe and Cherry's necklaces, backpacks, computers, and a textbook or 2 with a hidden camera the night before, so I could watch it unfold. I had a camera in my ring as well.

This will look so great on my Villain University application! I thought.

The vomiting started later than I thought it would. I wanted it to be in study hall, her largest class. Maximum embarrassment, even if I wasn't there. The next best thing happened, and it happened in English, her second largest class, which also included yours truly.

She looked a little green at the beginning. Then, she heaved. Then she barfed all over her books!

"Phoebe, your burning up! And are those sores on your neck?" Cherry said as she felt Phoebe's forehead. I got a stink-eye from her as she left to go to the nurse.

About 15 minutes or so later, my class is told to go to the nurses office. We got our temperatures checked and all (it's another really long story how I faked mine) and then we, along with everyone else who had Phoebe in a class today, we were quarantined while the nurse tried to explain the disease to us. 60-something kids in quarantine began to panic, fear truly in their heart. There were people checking pulses, hands for sores, and other people's temperatures. I told Oyster to tell me the schools reaction once I realized I wouldn't be able to get out of the nurses office. He said everyone was panicked. He actually got a video of the teachers panicking as well. It was so great!

As for Phoebe, she barfed and had a fever all day. It hurt her when I popped the sores. The next day, even though she only had a few scars from the sores, she was outcasted. The prank was a success, and I didn't even get in trouble! Once I tell Bradford what happened, I'm sure I'll be able to convince him to create a Max Thunderman day. He loves to see kids suff- what's that, Colosso? Moms coming down?! Oh, I got to go. Evil video diary - CHRONICLE, out!