🕵️‍♂️ Crónicas do Fenando, do Jacks… e do Alberto😺🐶👻-Capítulo 167— O Enfermeiro Alberto e os Pacientes Impossíveis! 🤧🤣👻

Alberto began to hum as he tried to tend to the pair: “ITTY-BITTY ALBERTOOOO, MEDICINE HAS ARRIVED!” Fenando covered his ears. “Alberto, if you keep singing, I’ll recover just to kick you out of the house!”


Capítulo 167— O Enfermeiro Alberto e os Pacientes Impossíveis! 🤧🤣👻

Na manhã seguinte, Sherlock Fenando acordou com um espirro tão forte que caiu da almofada.

— ATCHIM! Isto é um atentado contra um detective!

Do sofá, Jacks fungou.

— Eu estou pior…

— Porquê?

— Porque já não sinto o cheiro das bolachas!

Os dois ficaram em silêncio.

Aquilo era realmente grave.

Alberto apareceu imediatamente, com uma toalha ao ombro.

— Não se preocupem! O enfermeiro Alberto está de serviço!

Fenando arregalou os olhos.

— Meu Deus… ainda não desististe?

— Claro que não! Trouxe chá!

— E bolachas? — perguntou Jacks, cheio de esperança.

— Não!

Jacks voltou a deitar-se dramaticamente.

— Então deixem-me partir em paz…

Alberto começou a cantarolar enquanto tentava cuidar dos dois:

— BICHI BICHI ALBERTOOOO, A MEDICINA CHEGOU!

Fenando tapou os ouvidos.

— Alberto, se continuares a cantar, vou recuperar só para te expulsar de casa!

Jacks levantou lentamente a cabeça.

— Eu já me sinto melhor…

Fenando olhou para ele.

— O chá fez efeito?

— Não. Ouvi um pacote de bolachas a abrir na cozinha.

Nesse instante, os dois doentes saltaram do sofá e correram para a cozinha.

Alberto ficou sozinho no meio da sala, completamente confuso.

— Mas… estavam quase a morrer!

Do corredor, ouviu-se a voz de Fenando:

— Não subestimes o poder medicinal das bolachas!

Alberto sorriu e começou novamente:

— O SOOOOLE MIOOOOO!

— NÃÃÃÃO! — gritaram Fenando e Jacks em coro.

Continua… 🤣🤧🐾👻

Com carinho,

Carla,

As confissões de uma miúda gira 🥰❤️

Versão em inglês

🕵️‍♂️ Chronicles of Fenando, Jacks, and Alberto Chapter 167— Nurse Alberto and the Impossible Patients! 🤧🤣👻

The next morning, Sherlock Fenando woke up with a sneeze so powerful he fell right off his cushion. “ACHOO! This is an assault on a detective!” From the sofa, Jacks let out a sniffle. “I’ve got it worse…” “Why?” “Because I can’t smell the cookies anymore!” The two fell silent. This was truly serious. Alberto appeared immediately, a towel draped over his shoulder. “Don’t worry! Nurse Alberto is on duty!” Fenando’s eyes went wide. “Good heavens… you still haven’t given up?” “Of course not! I’ve brought tea!” “And cookies?” Jacks asked, full of hope. “Nope!” Jacks flopped back down, acting out a dramatic scene. “Then just let me pass on in peace…” Alberto began to hum as he tried to tend to the pair: “ITTY-BITTY ALBERTOOOO, MEDICINE HAS ARRIVED!” Fenando covered his ears. “Alberto, if you keep singing, I’ll recover just to kick you out of the house!” Jacks slowly lifted his head. “I’m actually feeling better already…” Fenando looked at him. “Did the tea work?” “Nope. I heard a package of cookies being opened in the kitchen.” In an instant, the two “patients” leaped off the sofa and raced toward the kitchen. Alberto was left alone in the middle of the living room, completely bewildered. “But… they were practically dying!” From the hallway, Fenando’s voice rang out: “Never underestimate the medicinal power of cookies!” Alberto smiled and began again: “O SOOOOLE MIOOOOO!” “NOOOOO!” — shouted Fernando and Jacks in unison. To be continued… 🤣🤧🐾👻

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  1. Biscuits to the rescue, as Jacks is needing food, and some tea brought from Alberto, brightening up Fenando’s mood… Alberto is certainly a helpful, multi-talented ghost – one, might say, ‘the ghost with the most’ 🤣🤣🤣 Hopefully, The Brotherhood will recoup their health, one day at a time. I hope that your day is as beautiful as your smile, dear Carla, which always lifts my spirits. 🍀🤗❣️🌻

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  2. Hahaa Fenando has a powerful sneeze that seems like a super power which means he may have a secret super form like Jacks ⚡💪😮 — to have the two of them as superheros, would be an epic team-up 🤣🤭🤭.

    I offer my deepest sympathies to Jacks; him not being able to smell cookies is truly the worst mutation of the sickness in his case as he prepares to pass-on in peace especially since nurse Alberto didn’t bring any in the med-kit hahaha 🤣🤣🤣.

    Fenando may be on the mend but he still can’t shake his possibly allergic reaction to hearing Alberto singing 👻🎤🎶🎵 and that made the moment a pricelessly amusing one when he threatened to recover just enough to kick nurse Alberto out of the house 🐱👻🤭🤭😹.

    But I am amused that jacks just needed to hear the sound of a pack of cookies opening and he felt better right away and dashed towards the kitchen with Fenando not too far behind, which is something that is only possible in the brotherhood, leaving Alberto perplexed since he was sure that they were almost dying😵😵 of sickness just mere moment before 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️👻🤣🤣, but all it took was reassurance from Fenando about the power of cookies to make Alberto start singing again, now both Fenando and Jacks are going to need extra ear-relief as they plead and beg for the singing to stop, but it’s too late 😂😂😁😁

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