Thank you

Young neutrophil 4989 let out a big sigh and kicked a soda can, while walking with his head down. He was a bit sad, since he had given his best protecting the weakest cells during the drought, however, received nothing but looks of fear and sometimes even repulsion from some red blood cells. The only ones always thanking him for his work were the macrophages and the sweet platelets. But that didn't count in his opinion, because he considered them close colleagues who were, even if it didn't look like it, going through the same from time to time. Just a lot less due to being more "pleasant to the eye" than neutrophils. 4989 felt lucky to have his friends. He was more sensible than them, which was showing when something was bothering or hurting him. During his childhood he had never understood why the erythroblasts didn't want to play with him, but as time passed, he realized that erythrocytes were afraid and not only of him, but of all white blood cells, especially neutrophils. And now he was an adult, well, a young adult, and it didn't hurt that much anymore, but was still a bit painful for him to see the indifference of the very cells he was risking his life for. "4989-kun!" Looking up, he saw AE3803 running up to him, 1146's sweet friend. That tender friendship between his friend and a red blood cell was unusual in his eyes, and in the beginning he thought that it was just some kind of "gratitude" on her part, but then he realized that they were good friends for real and felt happy for them... though also a bit jealous of 1146's luck to have such a cute friend who wasn't treating him like a monster. "Miss Red Blood Cell, nice to see you. Are you looking for 1146?" "Ah, yes. Well, not really... Is he alright?" "Yep, he's patrolling the liver with 2626. What brings you here?" The sweet erythrocyte smiled at him and gave him a card. The neutrophil's gray eyes started to shine like stars when he saw what was written on it: "Thank you very much for your work, Mister 4989", accompanied by an adorable drawing. "Oh, thanks a lot, red blood cell. You shouldn't have bothered." He gave her a giant hug. She hugged him back, but needed to make a confession. "Hehe... I'm very thankful for everything you do as well, 4989-kun, but this card is from my coworkers who are hiding behind the bench over there." She pointed at three young women, who ran away at full speed as soon as they were discovered. "From your friends?" he asked, incredulous. "Exactly. They would have fallen into the scratch the other day, if you hadn't thrown a spear with a piece of fibrin at them to glue them to the wall while the platelets were closing up the wound. Now they're talking about you non-stop and asked me to give you this card... ah, and this too," AE explained and took out a small bag. 4989 was making a huge effort not to cry from happiness. "This is also for me?" "Yeah, cookies. The girls made them for you... No clue why they were so embarrassed to give them to you themselves, if they even..." "Even what?" "Hm, no, I think I should keep quiet... they'd get angry at me." "Please, Red-chan!" he begged, melodramatically hugging her legs. "Alright, but please don't tell them. Well, they asked Dendritic Cell for a photo of you, I think they've become your fans or something like that... Oh, I have to go back to work! See you, 4989-kun!" The erythrocyte left, and the neutrophil was eating one of the cookies with tears in his eyes. "Today is a good day *sniff*, today is a good day..."