[center][h3][color=cornflowerblue]Frisk[/color] [color=Magenta]Dreemurr[/color][/h3] [b][color=cornflowerblue]Level[/color][/b]: 4 [b][color=magenta]Day/Time[/color][/b]: Day 2 -- Evening [b][color=cornflowerblue]Location[/color][/b]: Dream Land [b][color=magenta]Word Count[/color][/b]: 648 [b][color=cornflowerblue]Tag[/color][/b]: [@Holy Soldier][@Etherean Fire][@Zarkun][/center] Frisk couldn’t help but blink at what Alicia said. Their stoic face gained a frustrated but still determined look after Alicia spoke her piece. Their closed eyes seemed to have shut themselves tighter, and their tiny little fists clenched. Why couldn’t Alicia understand? …She really must have a high LOVE. She didn’t seem to feel the same pain from the battle herself. The child pointed out to the soldier, “[color=cornflowerblue]Fatty never said that we had to fight. He just said that they weren’t as ‘chill’ as he was. There’s always a chance to end things peacefully, Alicia. What if we stumble upon a cure during our battle against Dedede? Would you still kill him then?![/color]” That sort of thing has happened before. If it was never possible to save the people who were mentally affected by something, then Frisk never would have been able to save their friends and family from Asriel’s RESET! Then something unexpected happened. Their eyes opened and widened when they found themselves in Cloud Strife’s embrace. They immediately picked up on the silent message that Cloud was giving them. He knew what they were feeling. And just like that…memories came flooding back, as they were given a chance that they had never really received before. Or perhaps…it was a chance to do something that Frisk never really allowed themselves to take before. It was a chance to cry, and alleviate the sadness they felt. As Frisk’s eyes welled up, they quickly buried their face in Cloud’s shoulder and raised their arms to hug back. After he heard Cloud’s voice and the footsteps lead away from the both of them, Frisk cried and their fists clenched Cloud’s shirt. As Frisk cried, the memories of Asgore’s death in another timeline they experienced, and the fact that they couldn’t save Asriel, and the nightmares of everyone dying also came to mind. After some moments, Frisk finally calmed down, and let Cloud go from the embrace. They wiped their tears and sniffled, “[color=cornflowerblue]’M sorry, Cloud,[/color]” Frisk’s eyes were open, and Cloud would be able to see more than just the pain from the last battle. It was the pain they felt from their time in the Underground and from other timelines, both known and unknown. “[color=cornflowerblue]I know I’m not…as experienced as a leader. But…I’ll still do my best and make sure that not only we accomplish our mission, but that we all get out of this alive too. If it means I have to fight, then I’ll fight,[/color]” With their mind cleared, Frisk nodded and said to Cloud, “[color=cornflowerblue]I’m ready. There’s just…one thing I want to ask of you before we meet up with the others. Cloud?[/color]” Frisk took a deep breath and made their request, “[color=cornflowerblue]If…I fight, and I start acting weird or going too far. …Stop me. Okay?[/color]” After Cloud answers, Frisk led the way to meet up with the others. There, they spotted two familiar faces, and they heard a familiar laugh. Of course, it didn’t take long for those brothers to notice their presence. Frisk answered while crossing their arms, with a grin, “[color=cornflowerblue]The stairs. How else?[/color]” They gave the answer like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Considering that this was Wario and Waluigi, and they had already reached this area, the possibility that they may have found Mario’s SOUL and hat did come to mind. Well, at least it looked like the both of them knocked the enemies unconscious. Frisk turned to look at their allies, and they gave the command, “[color=cornflowerblue]Let’s search around here! This seems like the perfect place for Dedede to keep Mario’s SOUL and hat,[/color]” As of now, there’s no reason to pick a fight with the Wario brothers. Maybe their command will get a reaction out of the brothers. Frisk looked at Alicia warily. They really hoped that she wouldn’t needlessly start a fight.