Bael
I glance around the empty kitchen for just a second before moving to the fridge. "Oh.. well let's get you a snack, hmm?" I say, glancing inside. But then I hear him fall against the chair, its legs moving across the floor catching my attention. Turning, I see him on the ground, convulsing, and with a gasp I'm at his side in a moment. Putting my hand under his head so he doesn't hit it on the ground anymore, I chew my lip. A seizure...? "Alex... alex..." I say, trying to pull him into my lap. How can I make him stop shaking? Hell, this was so scary... tears drip down my cheeks, but I'm focused on trying to hold him more still. "T-Tykey!" I shout, hoping she could hear me. "Help! Please!"