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Captain: The Caretaker of The Crew | ISWM x reader

Summary: The crew falls sick due to alien plants from the bio dome, and it’s Captain’s job to take care of their team, but is it more than they can handle?

Length: 3,282 words (DAMN)

Warnings: Throwing up, alien plants (NO POLLEN NO SECCY TIMES), Mack being Mack, Tired Captain, Chica being a good girl

A/N: Ha! Everyone point and laugh at the clown who promised part four and a requested fanfic but ended up forgetting those existed!! 🤡 👉🏽 🪞🧍🏾

But Fr, I’m so sorry, but I got them stomach flu, and I was struggling to draw because of how shaky my hands were, but I managed! Am a strong boy!

@crazy-obsessed-enby

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“Wakey Wakey protocol activated,” Was all you heard before you felt the cool air from your cryopod get released. You yawned as you hopped out of the pod, stretching your muscles.

“Computer, any updates on the ship?” You asked the AI, looking around for Mark, who would always greet you, but he wasn’t in the main room.

“Ship intact as usual, Captain. I would advise you to check on your crew mates,” It said, making you tilt your head in confusion. How long were you asleep? Surely, if anything bad happened, you would be notified immediately.

“Mark?” You wondered if he went into his cryopod to sleep too, but when you opened his pod, he wasn’t there either. You thanked the computer and walked out of the main controls to walk down the halls. Basically seeing no one at all.

“Gunther? Celci? Anyone out of their cryopods?” You questioned, peeking in the rooms, until you turned the corner to see a figure down the hall. You squint your eyes a little, seeing a shiny object on the ground, and realized it was a giant wrench.

“Burt?” You asked, seeing the now visible man stumble through the hall, dragging his wrench tiredly. He turned his head to you, and continued to walk, passing you while slightly waving at you.

“Yep…” He drawled out, sniffing and wiping his runny nose. You reached your hand out to check on Burt, but you suddenly felt a hand catch your wrists. You flinched, turning to see Mark, but he looked like the combination of being drunk and high, as he gave you a dopey smile.

“Hi Captain~!” He giggled, and practically threw himself at you, which you instinctively caught him in your arms. You looked at him in awe and in shock, seeing your head engineer acting a little more unhinged than usual.

“Mark, are you okay?” You asked him, and Mark just looked at you for a second and bopped your nose, giggling like a kid.

“Always!” He beamed, but his face was pale, so you raised an eyebrow at him. You decided to check on the others, making sure this was just a Mark thing. Dragging him with you, you and Mark soon made your way to Cryo.

“Celci?” You called out, seeing the figure of your Cryo leader snoozing away, covered in ice packs. She was snoozing away while hugging an ice pack,

‘Oh shit,’ You gently pushed Mark off and tried to get to Celci, to make sure she doesn’t get hyperthermia from the ice, but apparently life didn’t like that.

”CaptAIN!!” You jumped at the sudden appearance of Mack, who was leaning against the doorframe to Cryo, where he had a red nose and hair was a little disheveled.

He sniffed and took a big step towards you, which made you instinctively take a step back. Okay, it wasn’t just Mark being Mark, something was wrong with your crew. Before you could think of any possible problems, you felt body weight again on both sides of you, and you realized Mark and Mack were leaning against you.

“What the hell happened, Mack?!” You blurted out, holding onto the stumbling head engineers, leaning your head away because of how much they were sniffling.

“If I knew, I wouldn’t BE-!!” Mack snapped, but soon felt his face turn pale and nausea filled his body. You didn’t have time to react to his expression as he hunched over and vomited all over your boots. You looked down in total shock, before dropping Mack, causing him to land in the vomit.

You gagged a little, apologizing before you heard loud gunshots, which made you jump. You ran to the cafeteria to where the noises came from, to see Gunther lying on the table, lazily pointing his gun towards the sky.

“Gunther!” You yelped, pulling the gun away from his hands, but not before seeing something else in his arms.

“Gunther, what’s happening to the crew?!” You exclaimed, trying to push away Mark, who was still sniffling and trying to cling onto you.

“It’s the plants, Captain,” Gunther managed to say with a slight giggle, still laying on the table while hugging a bucket with a strange colored plant. You were confused until you realized that it wasn't an ordinary plant.

You groaned, pushing Mark off once again and stomped down the hall, before stopping at a red emergency box. Using your fists, you punched through the glass and grabbed what was inside, which was a breathing mask, and placed it over your face.

You walked over to the cryopods, seeing that not only your main crew were sick, every crew member was sick, and they were all lying on the ground all tired.

“That alien plant caused you all to have some sort of sickness. But why am I not sick?” You questioned, trying to remember when did this all happen, and where you were during the arrival of the plant.

Then it hit you. Just as Mark transferred the plant into the bio dome, you decided to take a quick nap in your cryopod, leaving Celci in charge of the ship, because literally everyone else would have blown up the ship. (Mack wouldn’t, but you still wouldn’t take that chance of leaving that man in charge)

“Great,” You sighed, feeling hands on your legs, seeing Mark looking at you with a pale face but with a tired smile. You took a step back, but Mark had you in a death grip, which made you a little concerned about not only his well being, but yours too.

“Did you have a nice nappy wappy, Captain?” He giggled, and sneezed loudly, before rubbing his face on your leg. You picked up him by his arms and checked his temperature, which you rolled back your hand as it was somehow hot AND cold to the touch.

“Mark, I need you to answer this seriously. What happened while I was in my cryopod?” You sternly but gently said to the Head engineer, who rolled his head all over, but beamed at you.

“CC was being meanie and was yelling at me!” Mark whined, making his way to hug you and planted his face against your chest. You tightened your mask as he got closer to your face, until he was pulled away by an even paler Celci, who had red cheeks and sniffed.

“Total lies he is accusing, Captain!” Celci stomped her foot like a child, and swayed from side to side, which you helped her on her feet.

“He was being irresponsible and left the bio dome open, and the plant sprayed pollen, which got into the vents and got everyone infected!” She pointed a finger at the engineer, who gasped loudly.

“Not true! You’re a liar!” Mark dramatically said, pointing a finger at Celci, who pouted and walked his finger away in a huff.

“You’re the liar!” Celci argued back, which caused the two to wack each other with their arms, and you knew no one was winning that fight. You let them have their childish fight and walked to the main room, where you saw Chica licking a passed out Burt, who was hugging his giant wrench like a teddy bear.

“Alright Chica, let’s see if Mark and the others will die because of this plant,” You mumbled while petting the dog, who had her own face mask to protect her from the plant. You swiped through the database, trying to find any matching finds, until one caught your eye.

“Papaver, a common snooze plant. Used as sleeping medicine for other extra terrestrial beings, but not humans,” You read out, rolling your eyes at the information.

“No kidding. Best way to wear off the effects…” You listed out any remedies, and sighed in relief at the ingredients. All of it was on this ship! You could have your crew up and running in no time!

“Hard part, getting all of them into Med Bay and having them take the medicine,” You groaned, where Chica hopped over and licked your hand in reassurance. You smiled and petted the fluffy dog.

“Alright Chica, old girl,” You cracked your knuckles, as Chica barked happily and wagged her tail.

“Operation: Get Well Soon is in action,”

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“I bet you can’t fix the reactor with a gun, Gunther!” Mark giggled and swayed against Celci, who was sucking on ice. Gunther gave a mischievous grin and aimed his gun towards the reactor controls.

But before he could shoot at it, he was immediately tackled by you, where you wrestled the gun out of his hands. Mark and Celci instantly stood up straight as you gave them a disappointed look.

“I honestly expected this from Mark, but you Celci?” You placed your hands on your hips, making Celci lower her head in shame.

“Both of you, go to Med bay, Chica will look after you guys,” You gently led the two out of the reactor, where Chica barked and Mark did a dramatic swoon.

“My baby!!!” He cheered and hugged the dog, who basically dragged the engineer down the hall, Celci following behind. You shook your head with a smile, and looked down at Gunther, who was still laying on the floor, looking tired.

“Where is the plant, Gunther?” You asked the ADS leader, who sniffed and pointed at the knocked over bucket with the alien plant still in it. You carefully picked up Gunther by the arms and dragged him.

Of course he protested, but you ignored that and got him into Med bay, where you there a blanket over him and gave others heating pads and pillows.

You and Chica then went into a montage, finding other crew members and taking them to Med bay, wrapping them in blankets and Chica giving them company.

“The last, but unfortunately the trickiest, Mack,” You sighed in preparation, ready to handle the difficult and stubborn engineer. You already found him, as he was at the main controls, trying to press every button he could.

“Mack, I need you to go to Med bay, you’re sick,” You campy said, and pulled him away from the controls, but he shook his head and made a slightly whining noise.

“I am not siCK!!” He instantly covered his mouth at his voice crack, which made you cover your mouth to avoid a laugh. He glared at you and smashed the screens more until you managed to drag him to the hall.

“Let me gO! Someone hAS to do your JOb!” He complained, but you just snickered and avoided the coughing and sneezing he was producing.

“Make sure he doesn’t leave, Chica, I’m getting the medicine,” You ordered the fluffy dog, putting Mack in a blanket swab so he couldn’t escape.

“Ha! You’re like a baby!” Mark teased Mack, which made his face burn in embarrassment. Gunther and Celci proceeded to tease Mack too as Burt was trying to pet Chica, but was petting his wrench instead.

You shook your head with a small smile. Even if they are sick, they don’t seem to mind it at all. You went into the cafeteria and grabbed all the ingredients to create the medicine. Tying an apron around your waist, you began to prepare to make your crew better.

After 30 minutes, you created enough for your crew, and went over to Med bay to cure them.

“This may taste bad, but it will make everyone well in the morning,” You explained to the crew members, and began to pour some medicine in a spoon, and had them take it.

Gunther made a disgusted noise and stuck his tongue out because of the taste. Celci tried to look like the medicine didn’t bother her, but you could see her wincing slightly. Burt had no facial expressions to show how bad it tasted, and Mark gave a dramatic gag.

“It tastes gross, Captain!” Mark whined, and leaned against you

“I reFUse to TAke aNy mediCINE from YoU!” As much as you like the amount of voice cracks Mack was getting because of the sickness, you needed him alive to balance Mark.

“Come on Mack, I need you to take the medication!” You pleaded, lifting up the spoon to the engineer’s face, who scrunched up his nose and looked away in disgust.

“I aM perFECtly fINe!” The voice cracks were getting worse for Mack, and you were just trying to save whatever dignity he had left before you used this against him.

Mark was still clinging onto your back, complaining about how the medication tasted horrible, which didn’t slip your case with Mack.

You were getting a little stressed. Sure, other crew members didn’t want to take the medicine, but they still reluctantly took it. Yet Mack was making things a little harder for you, all because he thought he was superior than you.

“Mack, if you don’t eat this, then you won’t feel any-” He cut you off.

“Im FIne, CaptAIn! Leave mE alone and dO your jOB!” Mack looked away and gave you a glare, coughing harshly. You finally snapped. There was no more patience with your crew after that, being so stubborn and ignoring your pleas. Being polite wasn’t going to cut it, you had to be in Iron Fist mode.

Without even letting Mack say anything else, you lurched your arm forward and grabbed his jaw, gripping it not too harshly, but strong enough for him to realize you were done with his shit.

“Take. The. Medicine. Now. Mack,” You gritted out, staring straight into his soul with fury and impatience. Mack stared at you with wide eyes, and because of his very pale face, it was obvious he was blushing.

He slowly took the medicine, wincing at the taste, which made you smile and let go of his face, giving him a head pat. You got up and sighed, ignoring his completely red face. You helped Mark get back into his bed, who also had a red face because of watching you being assertive, and covered his face to avoid your amused look.

“Everyone sleep well, you all will feel better in the morning,” You got up and tucked everyone in bed, and closed the door to Med Bay.

“Finally,” You slumped your shoulders and sighed, sliding against the door as Chica rubbed her head against your arms, which made you smile and pet her and take off her mask.

“Time to get rid of that plant, Chica. It’s not really worth studying after the hassle,” You told her, and you got up to grab the plant to throw it out of the airlock, and just marked it as a failed observation.

As you set the plant down in the airlock, you made the foolish mistake of taking off your mask, and as if the plant had eyes, it sprayed its pollen at your face. You coughed and gagged, swatting the dust of pollen away and immediately backed out of the airlock.

You activated it, and watched as the plant floated into space, and sighed in relief that your crew won’t get sick anymore from alien life. However, you did let out a harsh sneeze, and paused.

“Oh no,”

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“Ugh, my head hurts,” Celci muttered, rubbing her face as she sat up from the bed. Burt was the next person to wake up, who was on the floor while cuddling Chica. Mark, Mack, and Gunther soon woke up as well, along with the other crew members.

“Anyone remember what happened?” Gunther questioned the crew, who shrugged and muttered amongst themselves. Mack realized that he couldn’t move and was struggling to get out of the blanket swaddle.

“Did the Captain do this to me?! I’m going to have a word with them!” Mack shouted angrily, which made Mark point and laugh at him. Celci rolled her eyes at the childish act, and wanted everyone else.

“Where’s Captain?” She asked them, looking around for you. They heard someone throwing up, which made the crew look at each other and instantly got up to check. Mack finally got out of his swaddle and followed behind, where they all stopped by the cafeteria, seeing you hunched over a bucket, wiping your face.

“Hey,” You simply said, before you gagged and threw up again. Mark and Celci immediately came to your aid, as you started to cough badly.

“Woah, Captain. Are you good?” Gunther took off his shades as Burt lifted you up. Mack’s anger for you putting him in that embarrassing blanket hold immediately left as he saw how awful you looked.

“Just a little… a little-” You began, then covered your face to prevent any sneezing from hitting your crew mates.

“A little sick,” You sighed, giving them a tired smile and thumbs up.

“Alien plant we took in, infected everyone but me. I had to take care of you all, and I got rid of the plant, but it got me too,” You explained as Burt carried you down the hall.

“That plant did that to you?!” Mark exclaimed, a worried look on his face. Burt set you down on a bed, as Celci placed a blanket over you.

“You should’ve seen yourselves. Celci was sucking on ice and Gunther was trying to make everything a shooting range,” You told them, chuckling. Celci’s face heated up a little, as Gunther just shrugged.

“Well, don’t worry Captain. Everything is going to be okay, we’ll take care of you until you get better, just you wait,” Mark reassured you, smiling positively and that made you smile back.

“Burt! Find that medicine recipe that Captain used to cure us!” Mark pointed at the man, who sniffed and nodded.

“Yep,” He said and turned to walk off, but not before giving you a reassuring nod.

“You don’t have to do this, guys. Really,” You tell them, but Celci gave you a pat on the shoulder and smiled softly at you.

“You’ve done so much for us, Captain. Let us return the favor,” She said, and motioned the others to follow.

“Get well, love you Captain!” Mark beamed and raced out the Med bay. That only left you and Mack, where he moved back and forth on his heels.

“Captain…” He began, which made you look up at him.

“Did I… do anything… embarrassing?” He sheepishly asked you, face a little pink. You were about to say his voice cracks, but decided against it. It would embarrass him more and you knew he wouldn’t get over it. Plus, it’s great teasing material.

“Nope, just as stubborn and smug as usual,” You joked, which made him roll his eyes, but looked at you.

“I just want to say… thank you, Captain,” Mack muttered the last part, not wanting to look at you. You gave an amused grin, tilting her head.

“What was that?” You hummed, which made Mack’s face redder.

“I said thank you, Captain! For trying to take care of us, even though I was a bit… stubborn,” He shrugged, and placed his hands behind his back and cleared his throat. You snickered and handed him back your now empty cup.

“Yeah, you were. However, it’s the captain’s job to take care of their crew,” You explained, which made Mack nod, a small smile on his lips.

“Get well, Captain,” He mumbled, turning to leave Med bay so you could rest.

Watching him leave, you immediately fell onto the pillow. You sighed in content, wrapped within the comfy blanket, with peace and quiet at last.