#vivi;

[jadedpuppet]

OOC

Here’s that old headcanon thought that I said I was going to edit and post yesterday.

(( *LOUD WHEEZING* ))

(( I just had a headcanon thought. ))

(( Now, what if the gang tries to get Arthur back from Master? What if they succeed in destroying the demon and thus free Arthur from his Master’s reign, but at the cost of so many, if not all of his memories? The power that Master used on Arthur’s mind suddenly backfires, and Arthur can’t remember anything about Master, being a puppet, the mansion, Lewis being dead, his robotic arm, the cave... his most recent memories are of him and the gang, all happy and together, before everything got fucked up. ))

(( Which would’ve been somewhat fine and dandy--- not really, actually, and both Vivi and Lewis know that. Arthur comes home, expecting Vivi and Lewis to be dotting on each other in that familiar, silly way, only to find an unbearable tension between the two. Lewis keeps wearing sunglasses, even inside the house, he refuses to touch Arthur or hang out with him... when Arthur asks about the strange burns he had, his answer was that a cult did it. When he asks about the missing arm, Lewis says ‘a freak accident at the garage.’ And when he asks why he felt like things had changed, Lewis says, ‘you were in a coma.’ Arthur doesn’t... exactly buy it all, but... right now, he doesn’t have anything to contradict him... ))

(( Vivi’s mad that Lewis is lying to Arthur so much. “He deserves better than that!” And Lewis agrees, but he can’t bring himself to reopen those deep wounds. Now Arthur never flinched when Lewis was nearby, now he slept at normal, good times, and now he ate without reminder. It made Lewis feel horrible, whenever he saw just how happy his old friend was... and how he helped in hurting him. ))

(( I’m sure that when Arthur finds out, things won’t turn out well... ))

[jadedpuppet]

✖ ɪᴄ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs

It looked like they were fighting.

Arthur observed from a safe distance away and watched as the two argued and yelled. His Master had granted him much free-time. This, combined with the incessant itch urging him to investigate, somehow pushed him to search out his old friends.

Something nagged at him that seeing Vivi yell angrily at Lewis was supposed to be wrong. He was too faraway to really hear the argument, but he could tell, even from this distance, that Vivi was very upset.

Despite the barriers that were set up, and the memories blocked up from his Master, Arthur still felt a small painful tug when he saw the state his old best friend was in. There were dark circles underneath Vivi’s eyes, and the stress seemed to visibly weigh his friend down. And he couldn’t be for sure, but he thought he could see tears threatening to spill over, too.

Lewis seemed just as agitated, though it was difficult to see, since Lewis’ guise consisted of a pair of black shades that covered whatever stress that Arthur could’ve spotted from his eyes.

Though, Arthur was glad he couldn’t see Lewis’ face completely. Knowing that he wouldn’t have to look at those angry, purple eyes, Arthur was calmed by the obscurity.

Vivi gesticulated wildly as she spoke, her voice just as tense as her body language. Lewis answered back with something, and Vivi brought her hands to her face with a noise of frustration. Lewis tried approaching Vivi to comfort her, but she shouted, and Lewis immediately stepped back.

Arthur felt his shoulders relax--- it was good to know that Lewis would step back when Vivi told him to. Lewis never stopped whenever Arthur screamed...

...at least Vivi wouldn’t get hurt by the wraith.

Though, of course she wouldn’t--- it was always about her safety. To make sure Vivi was alright.

Now, Arthur couldn’t say that he was upset that they worked so hard to make Vivi happy... but the thought still nagged, and his bitterness still lingered.

Wow--- you’re really fucked up, aren’t you, Arthur? A selfish, fucked up mess.

Arthur’s fingers tightened around the gate he was hiding behind, and suddenly his head exploded with pain.

That was a sign he was pushing his memories’ limits too far. He had to leave.

His fingers loosened, and he pulled back to brush his hands off his sides. He glanced one last time at Vivi’s crying figure and Lewis’ uncertain, flickering form, then turned to leave them be.

They never noticed his presence, too caught up with their own emotions and argument.

(Arthur wondered what they were fighting about...)

[thatpowercouple]

Oh god. No. It was too early for this, much much too early for Lewis to be THIS exhausted. Had he been using too much of his power? Sure he would get tired but...This happens every, what, six months? "Lewlew...?" Vivienne asked softly, taking Lewis' hand. The phantom only responded with a tired grunt, not looking at her. Lewis knew she understood and couldn't take the look on her face. The small woman frowned slightly before pecking his cheekbone as a way to tell him that he'll be alright, Lewis gave a weak 'smile' but it wasn't all that genuine but as long as Vivi brought it.... Vivienne smiled back, though her mind was stuck on as to why Lewis was so drained. But nevertheless she had to take care of this... "C'mon, let's get you to bed before the others show up. You know how they get when--" "Yes I know." Lewis sighed, body fading. "Especially Arth-" "Hey hey--! Don't work yourself up, you're heavier in that state and I won't be able to carry you by myself. Let's just...Hurry, last time you rested Arthur didn't take it well..." Vivi sighed, flinching lightly at the memory. "Alright.."

[thatpowercouple]

"...Hmf.."

[thatpowercouple]

“Oh my god, where did he go--!?!”

[thatpowercouple]

"Ah..I know I said I was going to sleep but.." Vivi mumbled, climbing over a fallen tree trunk. "It....It was also a bad idea to go by myself but, I suppose I'll be fine..." she mumbled, squinting through the thick fog of the barren forest. Something caught her eye in an instant. A soft green glow is what Vivienne saw, she quickly ran over and pushed away some dirt and dead leaves. A... A cracked heart? This was the last thing Vivi wanted to see right now, but the best thing to do is to help right? The spirit didn't feel violent so.. The tiny woman picked up the locket and gave a soft smile. "Hello...!" The heart skipped a beat and sped up in response. "Oh I won't hurt you! I just want to help!" ... Well.... He supposes she...'bad'. Her kind voice reminded him of someone before...She would want him to open up right? 'Hi' as written in a bit of sloppy hand writing. Vivi nodded and put the locket in her pocket, she found what she was looking for.

[thatpowercouple]

"It's been a whole day..." Vivi sighed, holding the heart to her chest. "Lewlew please don't leave us..." she whispered. "Why do you even listen to them..? They don't love you like we do. They wanted to see you like this. Lewis I know you, you wouldn't want them to win..." She looked at the locket again only to find the words 'I'm sorry' spelled out in shimmery blue cursive. "S-Sorry...? Lewis what are you talking about?" ... "Lewis?" ... "Lewis!" Nothing... Vivi sighed, holding the locket to her chest.