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[A: 6 C: 96] - The Man who Broke the World

(Boniface)

(You wake up leaning over the fence to that little vegetable patch. You blink a few times, and yaw. Great. Greaaaaaat. . . You thought you were finally done with these nightmares. Bleh. So what did ‘Frin do this time? He’d show up in a few minutes, maybe, probably, or just slip on that dumb plantain again.)

(You huff and rest your face in your hands. . . Ugh. At least maybe you could think about last night. You still felt kinda nauseous, ‘cause apparently you were thrown into the water and that freaked you out really bad. Then there was some big explosion, and by the time you and sis got back everyone was kinda scattered.)

(Stupid. You shoulda just let those two do whatever it was they were doing! You didn’t WANNA fight them anymore!!! Didn’t you promise not to?!? UGH. You rub your face, and now Perci’s probably freaking out because everyone forgot about--)

(You hack and cough, and double over in pain, nearly falling off the fence. Blood is dripping from your mouth and nose, you can see a patch of it on the ground. You’re caughing so hard your lungs might be trying to claw up your throat and out your mouth! T-that, that, c-crabthathurt. You feel dizzy, y-you, you, tried-- o-okaycalm down. You breathe in, and out. In, out. Ow. O-okay, island rules, don’t think about it. Don’t think about it don’t think about it--)

(Wait.)

(Isn’t this a dream? One of those nightmare-memory-dream-things that just replay one of ‘Frins loops, right? Yeah! And if it is then you shouldn't be able to move or do anything! You’re just replaying your role, so. . . So if you just, threw up. . .)

(You step back from the fence. For some reason, you get a feeling of vertigo as you move. Huh. You can move! That’s weird. You turn around.)

(All the trees, houses, rocks streams clocktower house of change aren’t there. But, that’s, w-what?!? You, turn around again and now there’s just the field, fence, and an endless grass expanse. That’s, what’s, what’s going on?!?!?)

(You turn around a third time, and there’s a sadness in your face.)

(You scream, and stumble back into the fence behind you. There’s, a-a, a sadness! No, two! Three! Four!!! W-what, n-nonono!!!! You reach in your pockets- your pockets!?!? You have your cloak on?!? B-but where’s your hat!!! The sadness is creeping closer, menacing, growling, i-it’s, it’s, going to, t-to-!)

[You grab their hand, they whip their head around to look at you.] “RUN!!!”

(Before you can respond, the miniature Siffrin look alike had grabbed your hand and was dragging you away. W-what, who- n-nono you can’t think about that right now, just, run!!! You run, sadness growling and spitting behind you.) “W-wh--”

“I dunno!!” [You look behind you.] “Just know we gotta get outta here!”

“B-but, who are you!?!” (You squint at them. Was this really ‘Frin? No way! B-but--)

(Before you could answer, the two of you ran into a wave of trees that weren’t there before. You followed the minifrin all while the screams of monsters echo behind you. It felt like shadows were slowly creeping at the edges of your vision, and you swear you saw something grin at you from between the trees.)

“Mewaha’a! <Hey!! Hey over here!!>” <You wave and jump in place spotting the two, before running ahead again.> “Ehwa! Amwaha!! <Let’s go over here!!>”

“Hhhu-?!?” (You didn’t have time to get any word out?!? There was a kid a few feet ahead of you waving at you. They spoke weird, but you could understand what they said, and they had a weird hairstyle. What’s going ON!?!?) “O-okay?!? Do you know them?!?”

“I unno.” [You shrug as you drag the stinky teen along.] “But I don’t see anything fishy about em.”

“HAHA!” (You burst out a little laugh, that was funny because they were an octopus- wh, wait, how do you know that?!?) “W-where are we running too!!!”

“Away!” [You’re struggling to keep up with the other kid.] “I dunno, just running and looking for somewhere to go!”

“WOOOOHOOOOOO!” <You jump.>

(You heard the new kid hoot and disappear with a jump through some bushes in the treeline that you and the kidfrin are headed right for! You gulp as you approach, close your eyes tight, and jump!!!)

(There’s a sudden feeling in your gut of extreme vertigo, you open your eyes a tiny bit, then open them very, very wide. You’re FALLING!!! Looking above you, you could see the treeline you just lept from falling away from it HORIZONTALLY! This, w-wHAT IS GOING ON!??!?!?!)

(You look down, and what you see is. . . unreal.)

(You see water flowing from a mountaintop up into an ocean, which fed rivers down onto cliffs that had cities in them at impossible angles. You saw staircases to nowhere, you saw bridges that shouldn’t exist. You saw giant buildings and weird cubes that just, float, and connect together and, a-and. . .)

(That’s when you notice that kidfrin is clinging tightly to you, crying and yelling. You wrap your arms around them and hold them close, tight. Just breathe in, and out. In, and out. In, a-and, and out. You close your eyes. You don’t know what’s going on, you don’t know what happened to ‘Frin, you don’t know why everything’s wrong, or why you haven’t woken up, or just, just why anything this weird is even happening to you!!!)

(You just, want to be okay. You’re GOING to be okay. You’re going to be okay. You’re going to. Be Okay.)

(A moment later, you felt yourself tumble through bushes and brambles and straw. You try to wrap yourself around kidfrin as much as you can to protect them. But as soon as you’re in the brambles, you’re out, and land on the ground with a thud.)

“AAAAAAHHHHHHHNNNN--!!!!!!’ [You squeeze the teen as hard as you can. You’re on the ground, you think, but you really don’t wanna let go, you really REALLY don’t wanna let go!!!] “Ah, ah, a-ahaaaa. . .”

“J-just breathe, just breathe, you’re okay, w-we’re okay, okay?” (You’re telling yourself that just as much as this kid. You breathe in and out, and he does the same. Eventually, you stand up, still holding kidfrin.) “Wh, w-where’s the other one??”

“A, aramo! <Over here!>” <You run over to the teen and start tugging on their cloak.> “Ichawa miri? Awe naaramurara! <That was so cool! Wasn’t it?!?! We ran from those monsters n’ leaped away like some cool hero!!>”

“N-no!!! No, no, no, NO!!!!” [You pouted and buried your face in the teens cloak.] “It WASN’T! We coulda died!!!”

“Urwa’ara. <Butcha’ didn’t.>”

“We COULDA!!!”

“O-okay okay, that’s enough now, uh. . . .” (You pat the octokid on the head.) “. . . Who’re you guys?”

“Huit! <Eight!>”

“Uhm, Crux? I think?” [You huff, and scramble out of the big kids arms.] “I unno, but it could be Sif’frin but that doesn’t feel okay.”

“It doesn’t feel. . ?” (You start, but shake your head.) “N-nevermind, where the crab are we?!?”

“Huramara? <Big bush?>”

“Bleh.” (You roll your eyes, and push through the bushes. You couldn't really make anything out with all the greenery in the way, so you trusted your gut and pushed on, kidfrin and octokid in tow. You could hear something in the distance.)

“Do you know where you're going?” [You tilt your head.] “You look lost.”

“Uh. . .” (You had no idea what you were doing.)

“Try this way.” [You tug on their cloak and start in a different direction, where the noises were coming from.] “I wanna find our friends, so let's go this way.”

“Towards the noise?”

“Uh huh.”

“Emuwahamieray? <Maybe we'll find Jasmine? He likes plants and there's lots here!”

“I dunno, seems kinda far fetched-”

[You push through a little more and come stumbling out, landing face first in some dirt. Ow. Big kid helps you get up and you shake your head and cloak.] “OwwwwItold you so!”

“You got dirt on your face.” (You lean down and brush it off before looking around.)

(It's a garden! You can see a lot of gardening boxes in nice orderly rows, except one that got one side destroyed. There's a bunch of roses, a piga- pag- pu- a fancy paved part with a table chair and roof, and there's also a well and a greenhouse!)

<There's also a lightless liquid EVERYWHERE!!! It's a mess!! Who was throwing around ink!!! You lean down to touch it.> “Uwah? <What's this stuff?>”

“Probably not something you should touch, Eight!” (You grab the kids hand and keep them close, the noises from before were a lot louder, and it sounded like fighting!) “Someone might be in trouble!”

“Let’s go help!!” [You shake out of the stinky teens grip and run towards the greenhouse.]

“HEY-!” (You and Crux run after them, and just in time too! You grab Eight right as you see a sadness fly out from behind the greenhouse and disappear into dust as soon as it hits the ground.)

“Who’s there?!?” (The voice comes from where the sadness flew from, and a figure dashed out in front of you. He was an adult with tan skin, a pin in a jacket pocket, and was holding some playing cards threateningly- OH!)

“‘ALT!” (You breathed a sigh of relief and ran up to her, hugging first, thinking second.) “Y-you’re okay! You’re okay you’re okay you’re okay I was confused and lost an’ have no idea what’s going on why do you look like-”

“Later!” (He pulls you to the side and throws cards behind you, at another sadness! It stumbles.) “I’ll be honest kid- kids? I have no idea what is going on. Just get in the greenhouse, it should be safe.”

“H-huh? You don’t know?” [You hold tight to teens cloak and look up at Alt, worried.]

“Sorry.” [He sounded sad.] “Now please go inside!”

(You guide, and drag, Eight and Crux inside the greenhouse and close the doors behind you, but not before a couple sadness come from nowhere and dive at Altiare. D-don’t, don’t think about it, don’t think about it.)

“Ramos?” [There’s a figure in the corner, curled up into a ball. They spook to attention at your voice. They kinda look like Ramos, same hair, same body, but different outfit! Garden overalls, gloves, and. . .]

“AWAYE!! <JAZZY!!!>” <You charge and jump into their arms. That’s Jasmine!!! ‘S Jasmines faaavorite outfit! You remember it!!!> “Ehe, watewamare? <Are you okay? Why are you here?>”

“W-wha-at?” [They’re shaking, but hug the octokid despite that.] “I-I, I, w-who are you? W-why can I, understand and, F-Frin? Sif’frin?? W-why are you so, s-so small???”

“‘M Crux. That’s Eight.”

“Who are you two talking to?” (You weren’t paying attention, too busy looking around the greenhouse for anything useful. Water faucet, seeds, moths, dishes, watering can, pins, sugar? Weird. You walk over to see who it was.) “. . . Oh! Uh, Jasmine?”

“B-bonnie?” (He perks up, and hugs the octokid tighter.) “You’re okay is, i-is Alt’iare okay?”

(Before you could respond, there was a loud THUMP from the greenhouse door. Maybe now isn't the best time for this conversation.) “I, I dunno but we gotta find a way out or, or something!”

“O-okay, uh. . .” [You get and start running around the greenhouse.] “Uhm, I dunno! Could we dig out?”

“Dig out?” (You shake your head.) “That’d take forever!”

“Wheheaweh? <Why’s there sugar here?>” <You say, pointing to the sugar.>

“Uh, huh?” <Jasmine got up and walked over.> “Uhm. . . I dunno? That’s not there usually?”

“What’s with the moths?” (You comment. One lands on your finger.)

“I dunno!” (Jasmine grabs at his hair and starts shaking their head.) “I dunno I dunno I just, j-just, I dunno what’s going on!!! W-we woke up and Sif was hurt and then there was a flash and now I’m here and, a-and, I dunno!!!”

“‘Frin got hurt?!?” (You and Crux) [say in unison.]

“I-I dunno I dunno I sorry--” (They’ve collapsed on the ground again, and you go over and try and be reassuring.) “I’msorryI’msorryI’msorryI’msorryI’msorry--”

(There’s another thump on the door.)

“H-hey it’s, it’s okay, you, uh, you’re, okay!” (You dunno how to comfort someone right now! You gotta figure something OUT!) “Just, j-just, uh. . .”

(Thump!)

“Wa! Ehwummua! <Hey! I recognise this dish!>” <You pick up one of the dishes on the side and hold it up.> “Emiriaha! <It’s the one from the uhm, moth thing!>”

“Huh?” [You hop over.] “. . . It might be? But why’sat important?”

(Thump!)

“I won’t get to. . .” (Jasmine mumbles, tucking his legs in.)

“Huh?” (You lean in closer.) “Get to wha?”

“. . . Never got to do that.” (They shake his head.) “th’ metamorphosis. . .”

“Ehwe naramurah. <Never too late.>” <You grab the plate and sugar and run over.>

“Don’t forget! Water!” [You fill a cup with water and a loose toothpick and join em.] “Sugar water, yeah?”

“U-uhm. . .” (They look up, face puffy with tears.) “Y-yeah. . ?”

“Okay.” [You place the plate down and pour water in it. Then you get the bag of sugar and take a pinch and sprinkle it in. Then you mix it up.]

(You squeeze Jasmines shoulder.) “You’re gonna be okay, okay?”

“. . . O-okay. . .” (They’re shaking, but nod. Wordlessly, he reaches out a hand.) “D-doit for me, knife, p-please.”

“I’ll be gentle.” [You carefully grab their hand, and get your knife you keep hidden. There’s already moths gathering on the dish.] “On three, okay?”

(Thump! You hear the glass crack.)

“One. . . Two. . . Three!” [You press the knife against the skin, then in a quick motion make a cut. Jasmine yelps and bites the thumb of his other hand.] “S-sorry, it’s done though, sorry, sorry--”

“I-it’s okay, it’s, i-it’s. . .” [They’re hyperventilating.]

“RAWAHEH?!? <WOAH!!! What’s with the moths?!?>” <They were suddenly SWARMING the dish as a few drops of blood dripped into it. There’s DOZENS>

(Hundreds, even. You keep a hand on Jasmines shoulder, and try and pull the other kids closer too! There’s so many! The whole place is full of them and you can’t see a thing! It’s loud! And, a-and--)

(There’s a thump, and a crash, and you black out.)

>>>

(Ramos) [Alex] {Nihil} <Altiare> |Jasmine|

“. . . Hey. You okay?”

(Crab. . . You feel like someone threw your head in a barrel and rolled it down a hill. You let out a groan, and roll your head. Ugh. . . How bad did you sleep? Well the bed feels nice, like you’re sleeping on a cloud. . .)

“U-uh, hello? Can you hear me?”

“Fffffffive more minutes. . .” (You yawn.)

“U-uh--”

“Let me, I got this.”

“Oh this will go great, I’m sure.

(Wait, did you know these voices? Three, so far. They feel. . . A little familiar, but not by a lot. Like you heard them in a dream once-)

“Get up, Ramoooooos~ Siffrin’s all lonely and waiting for youuuu~”

(HuhH!?!?! Your eyes shoot open.)

(There’s a golden, glowing moth on your nose.)

(You sneeze and sit up as the moth flies away laughing. laughing?!?) “W-wha- what-?”

“HAHAHAAAA” (Said the teasing voice.)

“Don’t be mean about it! They just woke up!!” (An energetic voice retorted.)

“What about the other one?” (Said a calm voice.)

“Taking their time, they’re going to wake up soon.” (Said a happy voice.)

“U-uh. . .” (You awkwardly look around. You, you’re sitting on a cloud, there’s a few moths fluttering around you, and one on Bonnies nose- BONNIE!!! You scramble over.)

(Before you can say anything, you’re interrupted by a moth in your face.) “They’re okay, just tired, relax.” (It was the calm voice again. You stared at it, confused, then sat down next to Bonnie.) “Good bug!”

“What the hell is going on?!?” (Your voice is all shaky. You shake your head, then put a hand to it, suddenly dizzy.) “W-where am I, what, Siffrin, h-he-”

“Calm down, Ramos” [You kneel down next to them and put a hand on their shoulder.] “If you keep thinking too hard you’ll break your brain.”

“Hey!” (You turn, and punch Alex in the shoulder, only a second later realizing something’s a bit off.) “Wait, how are you here? And where did you come from?!?”

“. . . Huh.” [You look to the side, thinking. Ramos looked like your physical body, and looking down you look like you are in headspace.] “. . . Hmm. . . Good question. . .”

“Ooooooh you got a theory or two brewing~?” [A glowing moth with that teasing voice was talking to you.] “I’d loooove to hear.”

“Hmm? Oh! Well I do have a couple. . .” [You look at them, your brow furrows, then your eyes widen in realization.] “O-oh stars-!!”

“Awww funs over.” (The moth fluttered up and away.) “She realized, now here comes the shock and groveling and stuff.”

“Realize what?” (You turn to Alex, who was now sitting down, tugging at their hair.) “Alex?”

“That’s, that’s-”

“Mhghhuh. . . ?” (The mumbling came from the sleeping cook next to you. They yawned, and sat up.) “Hwuh? Whahappened?”

“Phew.” (The happy one fluttered up and joined the other golden moths.) “G’monring Bonbon! How’d ya sleep?”

“U-uh. . .” (They looked around, confused, then rubbed their eyes.) “Uhm. . . I, okay-ish, I think. . ?”

[You were about to comment when you’re cut off by a small cloaked figure appearing next to Bonnie. They looked like Siffrin, but much younger, and with two eyes. He looked at you and Ramos, then hid behind Bonnie.]

“Wh- Siffrin?!?” (HUH?!?)

“Stars, what-?!?” [You start.]

“Okay! Explaining time!” (The golden moths interrupt, swarming together with a myriad of other, less-golden moths into a tiny whirlwind. But just seconds after it started, it stopped with a poof, and in place of the swarm was now a bigger, much more human-like, friendlier looking moth floating in the air. They drifted down and sat across from you and Bonnie.)

“Hi! I’m Flicker!” (They wave.) “Or uhm, I guess we’re Flicker? I‘m still getting used to that to be honest- O-OH! Sometimes people call us Dreaming One too, or Dreamy! I like that nickname.”

“. . . . Oh!” (You feel light headed.) “. . Y-you--”

“Dreamy!!” (Bonnie points to Flicker in excitement.) “You’re the one who was in my dreams! Right?”

“Uh huh!! I always wanted to meet who helped out Cousin Changey!” (They nodded excitedly.) “Well we’re not REALLY cousins at all it’s just uhm, we’re friends!!! W-well mama and Changey used to be friends too but aren’t talking right now but I like to keep up with ‘em so- O-OH!”

(They’re interrupted by a hug missile from Bonnie and the kidfrin- a-and a, octopus kid person?!? You grimace, hoping that your former god would be okay with being surprise hugged like that--)

“Thank you,,,” (Bonnie mumbles.)

“Oh! N-no thank you!!!” (Moth pats for Bonnie.) “When everyone was getting frozen, they got stuck in their own dreams which I had to make sure didn’t go out of control! I’m really really glad you guys stopped the King before anything worse happened.”

“C-can, we take, a step back, please?” (You ask, holding a hand to your head in hopes that it’ll make everything make sense all of a sudden.) “I wake up to Perci, a-attacking, Siffrin, then, light, then I’m in our headspace, and. . .”

“RIGHT! YES!” (Flicker hops up as Bonnie and the others go sit down together.) “S-so, Percival ate a star that was in Siffrins chest.”

“Excuse me?!?” (You lean forward in fear.)

“S-SIFFRIN AND LOOP ARE OKAY DON’T WORRY! B-but, the wish it, it. . .” (They shake their head and rub their eyes.) “Sorry, wishes are really not something I know about, it's just that Mx. Uni is uhm. . . Busy?”

[You recognised that tone, and it made you shudder.] “. . . You don’t mean-”

“O-OH NONONONONO!!! I-I mean they’re just really dizzy and out of it because, because Percis wish did a lot a-and. . .” (They droop down and look away.) “. . . O-okay, let me try that again.”

“Not too long ago, a few weeks by mortal standards, Mother and I were contacted by Mx Changey about how something big and dangerous might be coming, and it’s to do with our domain. That being uh, the mind and dreams and shared consciousness and stuff!”

“Mother didn’t want anything to do with it, b-but I promised to help at least! A-anyway a few days ago Mx. Uni told me what’s probably gonna happen, and, uhm, it happened! S-so, now I can tell you about it too and help out!

“Why didn’tchya tell us before.” (Bonnie grumbled, and crossed their arms.)

“Because uhm, it’d cause a pa-ra-dox?” (Kidfrin suggests.)

“Uh huh! We’re not allowed to give spoilers.” (Flicker nodded.) “A-anyway, so. . . So, Perci and someone were making a really big wish in Bambouche, and something went wrong and now. . . Well, no-one can remember who that person was anymore, including us gods.”

“Like the island?” [You look away.]

“Yeah, like that.” (They continue.) “But uhm, whoever it was, they were really really important to Perci, and helped him really grow as a person. But without them there, all that work just, melted away. Sure the events still happened, as well as a lotta bonds that they made and stuff, but the growth it. . . It became unstitched like a poorly made shirt.”

“. . . And that made him desperate, didn’t it?” [You’re connecting dots already.] “Desperate enough to make a wish, and he wanted it to work, so he had to use the best wishing ritual he knew- O-oh.”

(Oh. You and Alex lock eyes as the memory of Loop washes over you. The desperation, the torment, the begging, pleading. . . You shudder.)

“. . . He made a wish. I think it was ‘to bring them back’ or something like that. . .” (Flicker rubbed their shoulder nervously.) “. . . Perci was already someone who knew how to control himself and focus on one thing, that’s why he’s good at his craft. Take that, mix it with the anguish of loosing the only person that was important, and add the single strongest wish ritual ever and. . .”

“. . . How bad is it?” (You shuffle a bit closer to Bonnie.)

“. . . Well. . .” (They stand and turn, then wave a hand. The clouds part to show an impossible scene. Water flowing sideways, impossible staircases, a scenic view of a world that defies everything you know about how things work. Flicker glanced back to look at the two, three, four? Flicker turned to your group.) “. . . He shattered the walls between what’s real, and what’s not.”

“What?” (Bonnie made a face, then looked up at you. You shrugged, also not sure exactly what that means.)

“. . . That’s why I’m here!” [You snap your fingers.] “Ramos is primarily fronting, controlling the physical, or ‘real’ body, and I’m a. . . Projection from the unreality that is our system, headspace, etc.”

“Yup! Gold star! Good bug!!” [Flicker giggled, floated down, and settled onto the floor.] “Though you’re a lot more real than a projection. If you get stabbed now, your body will be fine but you’ll be, uhm, stabbed.”

“Wonderful.” [You roll your eyes.] “Well what about Bonnie, then? And who is. . .”

“Crux.”

“Huit! <Eight!>”

“Thanks, and who are Crux and Eight, exactly?” [You finish.]

“Huh?” [Flicker tilts their head.] “You mean Bonnie’s headmates?”

(. . . . .)

[. . . . .]

“. . . . HUH?!?!” (Bonnie jumped up.) “WHAT?!”

“Oh.” (Crux looks down shamefully.) “That makes sense.”

“O-oh! U-uh. . .” (Another awkward chuckle from the god.) “S-sorry I uh, thought you knew?”

“How did we not notice?!?” (You have your head in your hands, crabs.) “Nille is going to kill us.”

“EHAWA!! UHM’AWRU!! <SHE BETTER NOT! I SAVED HER BUTT!!!>” (You suddenly feel eight hugging you! It’s surprisingly nice.) “Erhuamu, uhm. . . Mawarike! Ahamaeu’HIUMMUAU!! <You’re like a uhm. . . A cool aunt or uncle or something that comes over and gives you lots of sweeties!!! So she BETTER NOT!!!>”

“A-aww, Eight. . .” (You hug them back.) “. . . Thanks.”

“. . . . . . Uhm. . . S-so.” (Bonnie shuffles on the spot, looking away.) “So, where is everyone?”

“R-RIGHT! I was getting to that.” (Flicker answered, cupping their hands together.) “Like I said, Percis wish gave him the power to shatter those walls. Uhm, we’re not really sure what he’s doing specifically, but I got a pretty good idea of what it is!”

“Oh! Oh I can guess this one!” (Bonnie raised their hand.) “If he’s anything like ‘Frin, he just wants to get-”

“DON’T SAY IT!!!” (Crux jumps on Bonnie, sending them both to the ground.) “S-sorry sorry sorryjust- j-just---”

“O-oh yeah, it’s okay..” (They get up and pat Crux’s head, then address you.) “Uhm, I accidentally tried saying their name and got hurt.”

“Stars.” [You start pacing.] “Okay. So if he’s trying to get whoever it was back, and he'd. . . He’d, be looking for anything, any way, to remember them, and if I were doing that. . .”

(You wait in suspense until Alex snaps her fingers.) “I'd scour the minds of every person I could get my hands on, looking for any scrap of them- that damn rabbit!!”

“Rabbit?” (You tilt your head.)

“The one that was in Siffrins head when we fought Perci, and it showed up just now in our garden right before those sadness attacked.” [You shake your head, chucking.] “So all we have to do to find him is follow the white rabbit.”

“But what about the others!” [Crux tugged on your shirt and had a pouty face.] “We gotta save them too!!”

“Y’know. . .” [You grin and pat Crux’s head.] “I have a feeling following you guys might be the best idea to find our family.”

“Really?” [Crux looks up at you with wide, excited eyes.] “Woah. . .”

“You found us already, kid!” [You’re really smiling now, confident. You turn to the Dreaming One.] “Anything else we should know?”

“N-not really! You uh, figured most of what I was gonna say out already!” [They rub the back of their neck awkwardly. Ha! Impressing a god? Something to gloat about later.] “You’re good kids, Bonnies! A good buncha moths! You’ll do amazing, I know it!”

“BOOYAH!! <BOOYAH!!>”

“YEAH! We an do this!!!” (Bonnie cheers alongside Eight.)

“O-okay, uhm, t-thank you, Dreamy. . .” (Crux give them a shy smile.)

“Hehe, good luck everyone! And tell Ember to stop being so scared! ‘Mkay?”

“Who-?”

“Oh yeah! Also!” (Flicker turns to you.) “Ramos.”

“U-uh-!!” (You jolt to attention. You?!? W-what did they want with you!?!?? Your eyes were to the floor.) “Uhm. . . y-yes?”

(You felt a lump in your throat. You ran away from them. You left them, you left them and repressed them and threw them away only coming back to ask for help they’re gonna be mad they’re gonna be so mad at- S-SUDDENLY, YOU FEEL YOURSELF WRAPPED UP IN A BIG, SOFT, FLUFFY HUG! YOUR GOD IS HUGGING YOU!?!?)

“You’re the best kinda follower I coulda ever wished for. Even if you’re not a follower anymore.” (They squeeze you.) “Thank you!”

“I. . . “ (Oh you’re gonna cry, you feel the tears.) “B-but, but. . . Why. . ?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” (Flicker giggles, then hops back.) “Because I said so, dummy! Okay bye!!!”

(And before you could do anything, you feel a sensation of falling backwards, before jolting up next to Bonnie in your garden.)

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