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Slime leans his head on the wall as he thinks about ideas to bring back his daughter or at least see her one last time. It had already been hours since his rampage on the server. He thinks and thinks until his mind goes blank. Until, it dawned on him . Philza! Who else can he talk to that knows death herself? He first checks if he's online and fortunately, yes he is!
Slime immediately stands up and grabs the photo of Juanaflippa and sprints out of there to find the winged man.
"Philza! Are you here!?" Slime yells as he wipes off the water from his glasses. "Oh? Hey mate, you need something? Heard you went on a rampage earlier." Philza says as he walks over to the latter. "Uhm yeah I did and- and I do need something.." Philza raised a brow at his comment. "Okay, what is it?" Philza asks as he stares at the man with suspicion.
"W- well, you know- you know the goddess of death right? She- she's your wife right?" Philza nods slowly as he observes Charlie's body language which was just pure anxiety "so- so, you can like make me get to talk to Flippa? Like I don't know something like that?" To say the least Philza wasn't expecting that. It's been a long time since he's done something like that. "Mate, I- I'm sorry to break it to you but I don't think I can. It's been a long time since I've done it I don't even think I still have my abilities!"
Suddenly, Charlie went on his knees and held Philza's hand as tears started rolling down his cheeks. "Please, Philza. I'm fucking begging you. J- just try please! I- I wanna talk to her for the last time! I- Please.." Charlie begged and Philza frowned and sighed. "Fine, now get up." Philza says as he lightly pulls the latter's hand. "Please-.. w- what? Y- you will!? Thank you! Thank you Philza! Thank you!" Charlie says as he wiped off his tears and Philza just gave him a light smile.
"Don't get your hopes up, there's like a 70% chance that it won't work." Philza says as he sits down by the bottom of the tree in front of the house. "Still! There's a remaining 30% chance." Charlie says as he copied the man's action and sat down on the bottom of the other tree so he was facing the older man.
"Give me your hands." Philza asks and Charlie follows. "Now close your eyes and think of a place where you think Flippa and you would want to meet up in, like in some kind of biome, anywhere you want. " Charlie does, he imagined a safe haven for both him and his daughter. He imagined an island surrounded by a beautiful ocean, a palm tree where both of them can sit under and watch the sunset.
"Open your eyes Charlie." Open? But he just- nevermind. Charlie hesitantly opened his eyes and they were there, just exactly where he imagined where he wanted them to be. "I-.. how-.." Philza smiles and stands up. "Have fun and good luck Charlie, Flippa will arrive soon." That was the last thing Philza said before disappearing.
Charlie fixed himself and waited under the palm tree, he waited and waited and waited. Until he almost lost hope before a familiar voice brought that hope back. He turns around and just like who he thought it was, it was Flippa. His daughter.
Flippa and Charlie immediately embraced each other, the father and daughter sobbed and comforted each other with their words, telling each other they were together again, that this was real and it wasn't fake, that they were back in each other's arms.
'Thank you Philza..'
-fin