#cause I kinda wanna go on here but at the same time egh I don’t wanna do anything so I just included it in the list... and I can’t wash my

[twstarchives]

I’m Really Tired of Watching It

Card: Ceremony Robes - SR Characters: Ace, Riddle, Epel, Mirror of Darkness, Vil (mentioned)

Chapter 1

—MIRROR CHAMBER—

Mirror of Darkness: Reveal thy name.

Ace: Ace! Ace Trappola.

Mirror of Darkness: The shape of thy soul is...

Heartslabyul!

Ace: I knew it’d be Heartslabyul. It’s the same dorm my alumni brother was in.

Riddle: Hey! When your sorting is finished, you are to promptly return to your seat.

It’s completely unacceptable for anyone who calls himself a Heartslabyul student to ever be disruptive.

Ace: Roger that, Dorm Leader! I’m taking my seat now!

What’s with him? He’s so short but real scary.

Anyway, I finished my dorm sorting without any issues...

Next we just wait for everyone else to get sorted, and then the entrance ceremony will be done. I can take it easy ♪

        (Deuce goes up)

Mirror of Darkness: Heartslabyul!

Ace: Whoa, that serious-looking guy is in the same dorm as me? He looks like the kinda guy I’d never be friends with.

Mirror of Darkness: Scarabia!

Ace: Oh~? Seems about right.

Mirror of Darkness: Savanaclaw!

Ace: ......

Mirror of Darkness: Octavinelle!

Ace: How many more people do we have to watch...?

Mirror of Darkness: Pomefiore!

Riddle: ......

Ace: I’m so bored.

The teachers and dorm leaders have been watching the sorting with the most serious looks on.

I know!

This looks like it’ll be a while, and no one would notice if one or two people slipped out till the sorting finished, right?

I should bring someone that looks kinda weak with me just in case.

That way, if a teacher happens to catch us leaving, we could just say we were looking for the infirmary.

Let’s see who’s close to my spot... Oh! The guy in front of me looks super dainty from behind. He’d be perfect to bring!

Hey, you, other freshman. There’s something I wanna ask you...

Epel: What is it...?

Ace: Whoa?!

Epel: You’re... really loud. We’re in the middle of a ceremony.

Ace: M-My bad, sorry.

That surprised me... I thought he was a girl when he turned around...

Epel: ...Did you say something?

Ace: No, no, nothing! What I wanted to ask you about was... Isn’t it boring how long we have to sit through this sorting?

Epel: Well... Yes.

Ace: So let’s go out for a while till everyone’s done getting sorted.

Epel: Huh? But...

Ace: No one’ll know if we quietly sneak out together.

Hey, please? This boredom is driving me crazy!

Epel: H-Hold on a sec! Don’t just forcibly pull my sleeve...!

Ace: Come on, hurry so they don’t see us!

—OUTSIDE NIGHT RAVEN COLLEGE—

Ace: Alright. We should be good here.

Epel: ...Let go of my hand.

Ace: Hm? ...Oh, sorry, sorry. Uhh...

Epel: My name’s Epel.

Ace: Epel! I’m Ace.

Epel: Ace...-kun.

Ace: Yep. So, what dorm did you get into?

Epel: ...Pomefiore.

Ace: Ahh... The dorm leader there sounds like a lot to handle...

I think I remember him giving a passionate speech about how “beauty is everything” and how important it is to “push yourself hard.”

Epel: Yeah, he seems strict... and really difficult... What about you?

Ace: I got into Heartslabyul! Our dorm leader seems pretty strict too...

Well, my older brother was in Heartslabyul too, so maybe he’ll tell me all the best spots inside the dorm for skipping class?

Epel: ...That’d be nice. Plus, you seem like you fit Heartslabyul.

Ace: Hehe, do I? You give off Pomefiore vibes too. I feel like you’d look great in their dorm uniform.

Epel: ......

Ace: What is it? The dorm leader might be scary, but you never know, it might turn out to actually be pretty nice once you get in.

Hey, since we have the time, why don’t we go to Pomefiore?

Epel: No... It’s okay.

Ace: You sure?

Then how about we walk around here? Let’s explore Night Raven College together!

Chapter 2

—COURTYARD—

Ace: Here’s the courtyard~ This must be the best spot to skip, ‘cause my brother was always recommending it.

Epel: Yeah...

Ace: Oh, there’s a bench under the apple tree! Looks perfect for napping on, huh?

If a teacher came over, you could just pass it off by saying “I have a stomachache and needed to rest a little~”

Epel: ...You could.

Ace: ...I kinda feel like I’ve been the only one really talking so far. Are you bored or something?

Epel: No...

Ace: Are you starting to regret sneaking out of the ceremony?

Epel: No, it’s not that...

Ace: Hey, Epel. These responses aren’t really telling me anything.

Are you always like this? If you wanna say something, just say it.

Epel: ...N-No. It’s nothing.

Ace: Hmm... Oh yeah, Epel, are you sure you’re not actually a girl? To be honest, I was really shocked when I first called out to you.

Epel: Wha...! I-I’m not!

Ace: Oh, that was good right there.

Feels like you finally spoke from your heart.

Epel: ...!

Ace: Although, you really hesitate a lot before you speak. We’re both freshmen; you should be more comfortable talking to me.

I’m sure they’re gonna make us introduce ourselves when we start our classes. Are you still going to be so nervous then?

Epel: It’s not like I choose to talk like this...

Ace: What does that mean? You’re nervous ‘cause it’s our first day of school?

Then you’re absolutely going to be nervous on our first day of classes, when you’re surrounded by people you don’t know.

Alright, here. I’ll show you how to introduce yourself.

My name’s Ace Trappola. I came here all the way from the Rose Kingdom.

My favorite food’s cherry pie. What about you?

Epel: Huh...?

Ace: Come on, fast!

Epel: M-My name is Epel... Epel Felmier. I live in... uh, it’s a secret...

I’m good at carving apples... I think. And I like... m-macarons...

Ace: Oh yeah? Macarons. Seems about right. That’s the kinda vibe I get from your looks.

Epel: ...And also BBQ.

Ace: BBQ?!

Ahaha! Who would’ve thought! You really aren’t all like you seem!

Epel: I-I don’t remember saying anything funny...!

???: Hm...? I think I heard a voice just now...

Epel: Ah!

Ace: Crap, someone’s here! Hide!

Riddle: Ace Trappola! Epel Felmier! Where are you?

Come out if you can hear my voice.

Epel: Is that... Heartslabyul’s dorm leader...?

Ace: Shh! Be quiet...!

Riddle: Honestly... I can’t believe they disappeared from the entrance ceremony. I hope they’re not in trouble or anything.

However...

If they were simply trying to skip the ceremony, they will have to be put on trial.

Epel: T-Trial...?!

Ace: Just stay quiet.

Epel: ......

Riddle: Ace, Epel, where are you? ...I guess they’re not in the courtyard. I’ll go back inside.

Ace: ......

Epel: ......

Ace: Phew, we managed to stay hidden. We’re good now.

Epel: Ahh... I couldn’t breathe...

Ace: Sorry. But it’s better than the dorm leader finding us, right?

Epel: You’ve been really pushy this whole time, Ace-kun.

Ace: Don’t say that! You should be happy we got to see the campus before all the other freshmen!

Alright, we should get back before that demon dorm leader catches us.

I hope the sorting’s almost done~ I’m really tired of watching it.

Epel: It’s true there are about.... 200 freshmen... I think.

Ace: Egh, so many!! So that’s why it takes forever.

So how many students is that per dorm...?

Epel: ...Uh, there are seven dorms, so around 30...?

Ace: Wow... I barely managed to get through that boring entrance ceremony...

But next we’re going to have to line up in groups of 30, and walk over together to our dorms... Man, it’s a hassle.

Epel: You seem like the type that doesn’t like moving with groups, Ace-kun.

Ace: I mean, you do too.

Epel: ...Yes. A little bit.

Ace: Hehe. Well, let’s get going. Our dorm leaders might be scary, but let’s have fun this school year!

Nice to meet you, Epel!

#ace trappola #personal story #ceremony robes

[the-lonely-bookeeper]

The Pink Side: who he is and how he comes in.

Yall are sleeping on the pink side guys

As we know. There is going to be another side, as the thumbnail of the new video, there is a blank character piece where we assume a new side is.. It seems to be a dark side, but I propose this. What if there was a pink side, and that pink side was viewed as a 'good' side right off the bat? 

(Good and bad are subjective. I'm saying that if he wasn't immediately assumed to be a bad guy and didn't need to be 'accepted')

I'm a sucker for Orange Side! Logan, so this was my immediate thought to the thumbnail. Much like a game, some characters can switch over and change, so I thought that if he does switch over, another side will take his place. Introducing the Pink Side

I personally think that he is love, which Thomas might be having problems with since guys and dolls, so all the other sides might not particularly like him. My reason being he dipped when Thomas got his heart broken, leaving Patton and Roman to deal with the emotional turmoil. (Something I'll explain in another post.)

The idea for him popping up now is because, as I said before, Logans gone, So now there is another roll to fill, along with Janus taking Logans time up and that Thomas has a new love interest. That dredges up memories of guys and dolls and other heartbreaks that Patton and Roman can't seem to take anymore, so they don't particularly love him being there. 

Now you might be thinking, Roswell, Roman and Remus have the whole love thing covered! And yeah, I get that. Buuuut,  I think their version of love is outward romance. The love languages, what you do for and to the person you love to show that you love them. Such as getting flowers or chocolates or doing stuff just because, whether for your friend or lover. The outward expression. Like when Roman was romancing Valarie in Alone Again On Valentines day, he did different things for her to show how he cared. 

This love could be the inward expression. Something Thomas would have needed to repress in his teenage years. It's the butterflies in your stomach. The thinking about that person all the time. The writing letters in the margins of your notes and then tearing them out so no one sees them. The looking on and wishing you could go up and talk and maybe be friends with that person. The seeing a meme and thinking of them.  That kinda love. Because we know how much Thomas loves his friends. 

So this new side shows up, and everyone's like egh, what are you doing here cause it seems like every time he shows up something not good happens (ex. Thomas figuring hes gay, something happening to where he will never be with the person he likes, he gets his heart broken etc etc)  and this klutzy little awkward boy with a crush cause I say hes like that informs that Thomas and I shall quote "like-likes so n so"

And everyone goes fucking ballistic.

So while everyone's flipping their shit, Thomas could ask "What's so bad about that?" And someone (probably Janus) is like "yeah. If he says you like-like someone, we're in for a long haul." And they explain that whenever this lovesick fool comes in and takes control, its bad.

 Thomas can't focus, his anxiety rate skyrockets, because (and sorry for anyone who's aromantic) you know that feeling when someone tells you that your crush knows you like them or you get the feeling they do. Or when  you're in front of them, or their friends, or their dog and you really don't want to mess up.

So obviously because this side is like that, everyone thinks of him as a 'darker' side. Of course hopefully we will have broken up a bit of the black and white thinking that Thomas has. But this could go many ways, and I'm going to propose two.

The first is,  someone (most likely Thomas) is like "well, why is he bad?" And explains how love can be good in a lot of ways, explains the different types of love, like platonic love, family love, self love (wink wink) and then sends them all on their way with a nice lesson and a new side. But of course, my mind isn't just like that, fluffy endings and all, save that for the sanders asides, so there's also.

Logan comes in. As the orange side.

Now the 43110 theory pokes holes into the orange side Logan theory, but they're tiny holes, ones I will easily patch over. Later. 

So Logan comes in as rage right? And we'll assume that we've already become aware of Rages presence in Thomas, whether by logan losing his marbles (I think the reason they like the tik tok so much is cause that person hit it on the nose for Logans inner thoughts) because he has been seemingly replaced by Janus or just straight up ignored like in the new vid, hopefully we'll be aware. 

So if Logan who I'm just going to call Rage for right now comes in and is like "hello, you miss me?" And then notices this love drunk Thomas, and gets angry because they're paying attention and actually putting what he says into consideration (albeit unhappily) unlike they did with Logan when they would call him names, or ignore him, or skip him. So he gets angry because "Thomas, you keep falling for this same ploy over and over again, why, why do you keep doing this to yourself? Reminding that it is Logan in there, and he might know more than he lets on. 

That's all I've got for tonight, anyone wanna add on?

#yall are sleeping on the pink side #pink side ideas #ts janus #janus sanders #janus #sanders sides #sanders sides theory #thomas sanders #ts patton #patton sanders #ts logan #logan sanders #orange side logan #theorys #his name is Eros #and he is based off the greek god #and i love him

[void-tiger]

5 Fictional Characters that make up your Personality

So, I got tagged by the amazingly talented and kind @headspacedad . But, uh, I don’t exactly know that many people on here yet, so...gonna cheat a bit and say if you’ve not been tagged by anyone else yet/have any interest in playing, then I’m “tagging” you now? Yeah let’s just go with that.

So...In no particular order, here are the picks I finally decided to go with:

1. Spring Sprite from Fantasia 2000: Firebird Suite

So...apparently I latched onto her even before my parents read me Narnia (which sparked a life-long love for nymphs and mythology in general. Digressing. Back on topic, Tiger!) Beyond the whole Mythical Nature Girl aesthetic going on and how her best friend is an Elk, I think I’ve finally got it pinned down what, exactly, SmolTiger identified-with-and-absorbed:

She’s insanely curious (more on this later)

She’s a tactile learner, and goes from hesitant to confident as she experiments with her talent, with a bit of gentle prodding from the Elk. (Also important. Hubris and greek-inspired mythological characters DO kinda go hand-in-hand.)

She’s a Perfectionist TM (ahem. Also, see the gif.)

But, then she finds something she can’t heal. And...she just kinda *pokes* it.

And turns out her Curiosity, Confidence, and Pride in her work...turned into outright Hubris. And she gets burned. No, really. Quite literally, with everything she caree about reduced to ash.

Which...what do you do when you’ve screwed up that badly? How do you get back up again? There really isn’t ever an easy answer for that, other than taking time to grieve, then trying again. Fortunately Mr. Elk survived her accidentally letting loose a volcanic demon and is there to lend her a helping...antler.

And things do turn out alright. Her grief heals the land, she tries again. And once she’s regained her confidence? She conquers that mountain, finally spreading her Green all the way to the crater’s edge, the Firebird be damned.

What I took away?

It’s Okay to be curious, particular, and creative (as a tomboy female in a conservative, antiarts religious environment? This was HUGE. And not always a lesson I remembered.)

Your personality and talents are often both your greatest strengths as well as weaknessess.

When you fail, you’re gonna fall HARD. But you WILL survive, especially with help.

Take time to grieve and heal. But then say “screw you. I’m gonna try ANYWAY.” Then watch yourself soar.

Learning a bit of caution and situational awareness isn’t a terrible thing. But don’t let it keep you from Trying Anyway

2. Judy Hopps, Zootopia

I kid you not. From the first scene my brother was like, “oh look. It’s Tiger as a kid.”

...yeah. THAT scene. (Can’t exactly claim that my art or writing have *exactly* calmed down...and...uhhh. Acting intense stuff is morbidly fun.)

And the whole thing with Gideon Grey? Yeah, that was me, too. (Only...I’d have gotten trampled by the sheep, too. Ain’t school and kids just LOVELY.)

But adult Judy wanting to be tolerant, then learning she had a LOT of unlearning left to do? Yeah...uh. Still guilty as charged.

But what I love most about her?

Not only will she Prove You Wrong, but she’ll also prove herself wrong, and grow, and do what she can to Make Things Right. (And try not to make the same mistake twice.)

Oh...and make jokes at her own expense.

(...ahem. I totally don’t make jokes like that. Nope, not me!)

3. Vash the Stampede, Trigun

So...this guy’s an interesting take on the “Crouching Moron, Hidden Badass” trope. In...he seems like a moron, but it’s moreso a persona he puts on. He doesn’t have a “badass switch” that needs to be flipped like many anime protagonists—he’s always That Good. The question is only how much effort is he gonna put into hiding that. Then we learn that he plays up the Fool ‘cause he’s got a ridiculously high bounty on his head...which we assume is exaggerated.

I mean, he’s a pacivist to a fault. “Love and PEACE~!!!” ...right?

Well...yes, and no. Turns out he did end up doing those things, but not intentionally. And he’s so wracked with guilt about it and the stories about what he might have done that he outright represses those memories for a time. And his “goofy fascade” isn’t...just to avoid getting attacked by those who wish him harm (and don’t care who gets caught in the crossfire). He’s also Lonely and craving any sort of non-lethal human interaction he can get.

And he’ll continue to protect, even at the cost of severe personal injury to himself or being forced to play up the Villain everyone believes him to be. It won’t change who he really is.

What I learned from Vash:

Silliness, Kindness, and Competence can coexist. You don’t have to “just pick one”

Cognative Dissonance is HELL. But, it’s one you can survive

You can always Start Again and make restitution for your past mistakes, even though you cannot undo them.

4. Takashi Shirogane, Voltron: LD

yeah yeah I know. Small surprise. But, he’s a fellow struggling mid20 year old who survived an insane amount of trauma and later learns that he might’ve done things he’s ashamed of, yet he actively chooses to fight and protect those in need (and “adopts” a group of squabbling teens along the way).

Not only does he choose to protect, he chooses to be kind. He leads by example with that same kindness, and people notice and respond to it.

That’s damn inspiring.

I wanna be Shiro. I wanna lead like Shiro when I’m called to lead. please don’t pick me!

And the Black Lion chose him despite his trauma and learning about being “Champion”. And staying active? Keeping himself involved and engaged? That gave him purpose, and that purpose gradually gave him healing (even if not closure).

...It also helps that he’s a Complete Dork.

What I learned from Shiro:

Your past does not define you

Kindness is an active choice and strength

Kind Leaders do exist, and they’re worth following

Staying Involved as much as you can actually can help manage your mental health and healing process

5. Jiro Shirogane, Voltron: LD

...aaaand this one should be less of a surprise, honestly. I love both Shiros, okay? I also spent more time with this Shiro, and identified with him maybe a teensy bit more.

Takashi’s “who I wanna be when I grow up”.

(Even though he has his own healing to start, and could stand to confide in...idk. Coran? Allura? They’re the fellow coded adults. Form a support group of “I Crossed the Galra and Survived” or something.)

Jiro’s where I’m currently at, admittedly.

And Jiro’s the one we see trying so damn hard to find “what he CAN do” if being a Paladin wasn’t an option (even though he’s still miserable. But he’s trying.) And when he screws up? We immediately see him doing what he can to Fix It, or at least Do Better. He’s also the one we got to see actively try to manage his mental and physical health, as well as finally open up to Someone. (Even though...egh. Monsantos. Just, monsantos.)

Those were all things I Wanted for both Shiros, but especially Jiro. Those were all also things I learned along the way (and way...way too much meta. Like an admittedly unhealthy amount as I accidentally tied the Shiro(s) being Okay with me learning how to be okay, too) that I could work on giving to myself, too.

What I learned from Jiro:

Focus on What You CAN Do

It’s okay to be longing for something else

Being Kind includes doing what you can to repair your relationships and fix your mistakes

Know when to ask for help, and do what you can to take care of yourself. You can’t help anyone if you’re not taking care of yourself, too

#tiger's musings #5 fictional characters personality challenge #gifs #read more #...YEP. I found the gifs guys. #but hey! I know how to ReadMore now too! well...at least for a PC

[eschapters]

Chapter 21: Another Fight.

They all had arrived back at Windswept Town. Because of their agreement, Alair had to buy Etalt a can of carrot juice. She seemed quite satisfied with what had taken place earlier. The current time had caused them to agree to leave at dawn instead.

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A new morning had welcomed them, allowing for the rays of the sun to stream through the window.

Alair sat up and yawned before rubbing his eyes. He looked around the room. He remembered that Fabian had returned to his own house for the night while the rest had stayed at the same hotel.

Holly was sleeping soundly on the bed with Venere’s tail coiled around her this time while Amaryllis had fallen asleep on the couch with an empty plastic cup. A drop of pink liquid slowly dripped from the cup and on to the floor. Alair had chuckled at the sight of his cousin, who looked like a drunkard that had more than what they were supposed to have.

“Up already?”

Etalt was there with another carrot juice can.

Another yawn had escaped Alair’s mouth before he spoke, “You know… Too much of something can kill you, right?”

There was a shrug before the sounds of slurping coming from the can.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” the red blanket that was spread out over the rest of his body was set off to the side as Alair himself had slid part of himself off the side of the bed, “…On to something else… Do you think we’ll be able to go to a certain place again?”

The trash can seemed to be what Etalt was currently focusing on. She aimed, but then missed once again when she threw the can, “Depends. What is it?”

Alair looked over to Holly before allowing his eyes to look everywhere as he struggled to find a way to put his request into words. Etalt had noticed that his line of sight had locked on Holly before he looked around again. She slapped her hand to her forehead before slowly sliding it down her face.

“…Ya wanna visit that old woman for Holly, don’t ya?” She groaned, “…And you want me to come along?”

A smirk came across Alair’s face before he nodded.

Etalt’s signature glare of death had slowly came into place as she muttered those magic words, “Make me.”

“Hm… It’d be kinda hard, considering how I’d probably hurt you if I tried something… Yet, you’d have a chance of handing my bottom to me…” Alair did what was probably supposed to be a sigh, “Alright, you win… I won’t drag you, but… Where do you get all these cans? …Really.”

“…A magician never reveals their secrets.”

Alair sneered at her, “You stole them, didn’t you?”

“Nope. I’m not broke, y'know?”

“But where do you keep your wallet?”

Etalt had pulled on one side of her jacket, revealing what was on the inside. There were two pockets; one of which holding a clock and the other holding nothing. She looked down at the empty pocket before bringing up her hand to her forehead again.

“Well, shat. There goes my wallet… And some of my reputation.”

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“We’re here… Egh…”

They all stood in front of the door to Eucharis’ house.

“Why don’t you knock?” A cheeky sneer had came across Alair’s face, “‘Etalya Blank-Faced Shortsta-”

A punch, probably one that wasn’t held back at all, had been delivered right at Alair’s stomach. It prompted a small grunt to slip out of his mouth.

Etalt rubbed her hand on her sleeve as she closed an eye, “And this is why I don’t allow others to make up idiotic nicknames for me,” her one open eye had shifted over to Fabian, who squealed and giggled nervously at the sight of that, “Yeah, your time will be up soon.”

Alair walked back to Fabian, placing a hand on his shoulder, “Hey, take it easy on the little guy!”

“Little guy? Little guy?” A fake laugh had been made by one of the saltiest beings to have walked the Earth, “Liar, he’s like a year or two older than you!”

“…A-Actually, yes…” Fabian tried to laugh again, “I-I’m ssseventeen!”

“…Fabi, y-” Alair came to a small stop, “Uh… Wait, can I call you that?”

Fabian nodded.

“Fabi, I’m pretty sure that a lot of people would think you’re younger than me! Why don’t you take off that hood?”

“Well, enough of that. We’re here for you-already-know-what, so!” Etalt didn’t seem to bother if she would disturb the witch or not, since she had sent a few forceful knocks against the door.

Almost at once, the door had swung open. The yellow-eyed witch was now casting a deathly glare at Etalt.

“State your business.”

Etalt stepped back until she wasn’t the closest one to Eucharis, “Liar, you tell her.”

Alair looked up at the woman, “Hiya, Eucharis!”

“Oh… Returning so soon, little one?” A small smile had replaced the deathly glare on Eucharis’ face.

“Yep! We came because we thought that Holly wanted to see you!”

In the back, the other three were conversing. When Holly’s name was mentioned, she looked up at them before waving her hand.

“If that is what she wishes,” The lair of yellow eyes had stopped upon Fabian, “And you’ve also brought along little Faris!”

Fabian’s whole self had stiffened up, “…I give uuuup…”

Eucharis had given out a small giggle, “Oh, would you still like to go by the name, 'Fabian’ in front of your new friends?”

There wasn’t much that he was able to say, let alone a thought being just barely able to cross his mind, “Y-Yes…”

“Very well,” Eucharis took a step to the side before gesturing for them to enter through the door, “Come inside, will you?”

One by one, everyone had came in. Etalt was the last to enter, narrowing her eyes at Eucharis. It appeared that something had diverted her attention from Eucharis, given that Etalt had looked back.

“…Excuse me… It seems as if there’s something that’s been following us…” Etalt stepped back and then without looking back, had ran off into the forest.

The remaining ones all sat around the table that sat at the center of the room.

“What would you all like today?” The warmth of Eucharis’ voice had returned when she asked the question, “I just finished baking cake if anyone is interested.”

“That’d be nice!”

“Ooh! I want some!”

“M-Me, too!”

Everyone but Amaryllis had started to declare their requests for cake.

“If that’s the case, then I’ll be getting those…” Eucharis had turned to enter through the kitchen entrance again, but stopped, “…Who is the young lady with beautiful brown hair?”

Before Amaryllis could say anything, Alair had spoken up first.

“That’s my cousin!” He announced, “Ryllis, Eucharis. Eucharis, Ryllis.”

“…Ryllis is the nickname A-LAYER made for me,” Amaryllis finally spoke, “My name is Amaryllis. It’s nice to meet you.”

Eucharis giggled softly, “What a lovely name. You’re also named after a flower, are you not?”

“O-Oh, right! You, Eucharis, and Holly are named after flowers!” Fabian smiled, “T-That’s cool!”

Alair slouched on his chair, smirking, “Heh, the trinity.”

“…Hm… I just remembered…” Eucharis had eyed Alair, “…Did you ever give Fabian what I requested for you to give?”

Blue eyes shifted around, confused, “…Huh? What th- OH!!” Alair had slipped his bag off his back and reached into it. He pulled out the white and purple colored rectangular object and handed it over to Fabian.

“Mm…? What is this?” Fabian slowly began to tear at the paper that wrapped the object. The more paper he ripped, the faster he got as he ripped the paper off the object. The object was just a plain white box. Fabian carefully removed the lid of the box before looking inside of it. A smile, meant to be sincere as he pulled out what was inside. In Fabian’s hands were now a bright yellow orb. For once, he seemed to have absolutely nothing to fear, a genuine smile filling his face. A sigh of peace had escaped into the air as his eyes closed.

“…Huh?” Alair could only watch as Fabian had quietly giggled, “…Fabi, what’s going on?”

“It’s an Anamnesis Pearl. There’s only five in existence… All different colors… All in different places,” Eucharis had went up to them before taking a seat next to Fabian, “They help an individual recall a memory… They also happen to banish the effects of a Bounded Viability temporarily so that they can feel other emotions for a small amount of time.”

“…Hey…! I also have one!” Alair had reached into his pocket, pulling out the jade colored orb, “Some girl gave it to me, and I’ve been receiving flashbacks since then! …I think…”

“…Oh! Is that…?” Eucharis had reached her hand out to it and cupped her hands around the orb. Before she could actually take it into her hands, she had then quickly drew back, turning her head towards the door, “…Amaryllis, was it?” Eucharis had risen up from her place, “Please make sure that no one leaves this house. It seems as if something is taking place outside.”

In agreement, Amaryllis nodded.

Eucharis had paced over to the door and exited the house, leaving the five of them inside. Of course, there would always be that one person who never listens. That one person just so happened to be Alair.

“Alair, what are you doing?”

It took Amaryllis only one simple second to even notice what Alair was plotting.

“…Funny story!” Alair forcefully laughed, “You see-”

With a swing of the door and yet another, Alair was out of the house. Just barely, he was able to make out the sounds of gunshots and the sound of clattering metal. That was the direction that Alair had started to run. The closer he had gotten to the sounds, the heavier his head had started to feel. Up ahead, he was able to see the wild flickering and flashing of lights that were somewhat covered by the fromage. He peeked through a small opening before his eyes slightly widened at the scene in front of him.

The source of the light had came from Etalt’s eyes. She seemed to be glaring at someone. It was no surprise as to who it was as soon as Alair had faced the other person. On the other side was none other than Logan, who held on to a deep blue metallic shield like the one he held during their first encounter.

Logan lowered his shield slightly, “Still persistent, aren’t you?”

“Well, why not?” Etalt had tucked her unused hand into her pocket, “There’s some people I have that I wanna protect and keep alive. Don’t you have any?”

Logan had drawn in a breath before slowly letting it out. He waved his shield, allowing it to shift into another weapon. The weapon had morphed into a sharp-edged sword, “Of course. Why wouldn’t I?”

Etalt had fired a laser from her gun with no effort, but the attack had been dodged.

The two had continued their combat, both deflecting each others attacks as Alair could do nothing but watch helplessly. Finally, after what had seemed forever, Alair had groaned out of annoyance. He stepped past the bushes, calling out to the two.

“Hey, what are you two even supposed to be doing?!” Alair had yelled right in the middle of the two.

They both ignored Alair’s yells and pleads, continuing their attempts to rip out each others’ throats. Not too long after, they both had suddenly froze up in their places. Looking closely, Alair was able to see a soft orange glow surrounding them.

“I thought I told you to stay inside.”

The voice was distinct. Alair already knew that turning around wasn’t required, but he did so anyway. Behind him was the motherly figure, who had a hand raised up in the air.

“Sorry… I know, but I kind of got worried…” Alair sighed.

Eucharis walked up next to Alair, balling up her hand into a fist. Both Etalt and Logan had slowly been levitated over to them. When Eucharis had lowered her hand, the orange glow around them had went away.

“You two…” Eucharis had placed a hand on her own forehead, “What is it that you two have to keep fighting about?! How much longer will this last?!”

“Would you like me to end it now?!” Etalt had raised her arm, putting the nozzle of the gun right at the side of Logan’s head.

Alair had ran up to her, placing his hands on her arm. He slowly lowered it, looking at her and shaking his head.

“Etalt, quit it with the violence!” Eucharis had groaned.

“Then what?! You want me to allow him to hurt the Bounded Viabilities?!”

Eucharis sighed in distress. She looked over at Logan, “Young man, what exactly are your intentions with the Bounded Viabilities?”

Logan’s eyes couldn’t stay still. It was a little bit before they actually did, “…It’s a little complicated, but I’ll be glad to explain…” he inhaled the fresh air that was spreaded around them, “…I don’t mean to harm the… Bounded Viabilities, but I will say that they’re linked to something that I’ve been searching for.”

In understanding, Eucharis had nodded, “…Very well. Please come back to my house and explain.”

Hearing this, Alair’s jaw had dropped while Etalt had clenched her fists, “WHAT?! YOU’RE INVITING HIM OVER?!”

“Hush, children. We always need to hear both sides of a story. Isn’t that right, Logan?” Eucharis’ warm tone of her voice had surprisingly returned.

“Yep. Like you’ve always said back then.”

“Very well. Let’s all return home…” Eucharis had started to walk forward.

Etalt, who’s hands were somewhat clammy but ready to strangle, had reached her hands out to Logan’s neck. Had Alair not been there, she would’ve latched on to Logan’s neck by now and probably snap it in half.

“Woah there, short stack. Let’s not get too aggressive here, okay?” With a little bit of force Alair had lifted Etalt, now carrying her with both of his arms around her.

“WHAT THE-?! LIAR, LET GO OF ME!!” Etalt was now a thrashing and screeching mess that was attempting to struggle out of his grasp for freedom, “GEEZ, YOU ARE DEAD TO ME!!”

“Heh, like heck I would! I don’t need to drag a corpse down the forest tonight!”

In the back, Logan watched as he tried to restrain his laughter at the two.

All throughout the whole way back to the house, Etalt had struggled and screech in hopes of being put down while Logan seemed to actually enjoy her suffering.