Archive of Our Own

-[ Capital City is bustling with vibrant community energy, as the mid-day sunlight stands high above, the brightness of it's pride and ego radiating off everyone. Nobody cares enough to really focus on it though, letting it fly over their heads, because it didn't impact them in any way. Well, aside from UV Rays and having the slight chance to give you skin cancer. But everyone knows that, and yet, they ignore the warnings and walk under it anyways, letting that small chance stalk them from around the corner, as it picks it prey. ]-

-[ It's only when everyone actually listens to the warnings and do something about it, that it knows it's useless. But that radiant egoism and pride shines as bright as ever, if not even brighter on that one specific day, just to try and prove a point, which ends up relentlessly thrown across a room and discarded with the rats. Only then, after too long of standing at the top, will the sun begin to drop to the other side, and repeat that process again, only to fail, repeat, and begin a cycle. ]-

-[ But in this world, there is no other side of people to go running to and try and prove a point to. There's only the dark and that bright ego, but even that begins to falter, as self doubt, insecurity, and those uncontrollable emotions seep through the cracks, the ones hidden behind the bright light that wouldn't let anyone see through without getting blinded. That light pushes them away because the sun wants it to. ]-

-[ Only when they follow you to the deepest darkness of the world, would they see this side of you— the side you so desperately try to hide under thick layers. Maybe that thick material of netherite on your skin every day would help you do so. Or maybe it's not going to? Maybe that blinding attitude and personality would. Or would it draw them closer? Is it your role or your reputation? Or is it the fact you can't push them away, because you are human. And humans can't control their mind, heart, or mental state. You can't control the fact that your mind has a defence mechanism, that comes voluntarily or involuntarily. ]-

-[ I can't apologise for, or to you, [REDACTED]. You did this to yourself. Face the consequences, and let them care for you for once again. Let people care right— even if you don't know they are doing so at that moment. ]-

+{ NO ONE'S PERSPECTIVE!! }+

-[ The night was dark, apart from the stars— those small beads of glowing light so high and above, littered across the blank slate. They form something, or nothing, and bring a missing warmth to the darkness. The night was clear. No clouds above or smoke, fog, or people with elytras flying overhead with that obnoxious, sharp sound of a firework being lit, just to satisfy ones need to arrive somewhere at a quick pace. ]-

-[ The moon isn't a star, yet it shines brighter than those who are labelled a star, all due to help from the sun. It comes only when the sun is down, and despite not being seen, the sun gives the moon its ability to shine bright, radiating off the moon so that it too— can be seen. Brighter than the specks of small light, gifted by the sun's own, and adorned by it's beauty. ]-

-[ It stands high above, with not ego and pride, but simple elegance and acknowledgement of those underneath. The moon is easier to be seen moving than the sun— just one patient eye is needed. ]-

-[ The sophisticated designed buildings of Capital City blur between the many faint lights and the darkness of a late evening, as two figures make slow and steady movements down a large built path of concrete, built respectfully at the side of a huge main building, centred in the middle of Capital City. The building wasn't important as of now, and was ignored with the other blur of scenery that was whisked behind without a second glance. ]-

-[ The figures were both geared up in full armour, netherite specifically, and seem fairly relaxed. Netherite items were hard to scrape together, even in its very own birth location— the Nether. Full enchanted armour sets of the material held a lot of power and meaning, through the fact that this item was naturally durable in situations bearable, and also because it was only something the strong could keep hold of, considering the aftermath of a war had just now calmed down several months after the Invisible Mafia incident. ]-

-[ They spoke casually and softly amongst themselves, often giving light chuckles and shared gestures between eachother during the walk, as the cool breeze of the late evening washed over them, the slight chill air giving a comfortable touch against skin. The time was an early 10PM, as considered around evening to the two, who had already come to a stop at the entrance of a specific shop, built amongst many others nearby. ]-

-[ The few things special about this one remembered shop was that it was a potion shop— one of the rare few to be seen and open daily, and also had an owner of a common bird species the two knew fairly well, if not on a deep level. ]-

-[ There was barely any hesitation in their movements, as they strided in through the unlocked doors. The lights were off, the small first floor looking darker than the night sky that rested calmly outside, but there was an upstairs through a ladder behind the wooden and fairly neat counter, a trapdoor with blaring light shining through settled fittingly above it. The two figures didn't bear standing forever in the dark of a potion shop. Instead, one of them sat on a seat made for waiting customers, as the other flicked the lightswitch on with a faint click, settling on a seat beside their friend right after completing the task. ]-

-[ The two didn't have to speak to each other to find peace and comfort. Just simply doing something like sitting beside each other, waiting for someone else, would be enough to suffice. There was one with mainly a mainly bright and white palette, sitting respectfully with folded palms on his lap and wings folded neatly around him, and another with a varying of purple and black palette, arms crossed and one leg crossed over the other in a lady-like action. ]-

-[ The silence was there, and all they needed right at this moment. Eventually, that simple moment of silent peace was broken by the sound of a creaky wooden trapdoor being lifted, to then be followed by a parrot hybrid climbing down the ladder, back turned to the two, despite not knowing who was here just yet. ]-

-[ His head turned enough just to slightly catch a glimpse of the two, as they continued sitting peacefully where they were, attention now on the green Blue-And-Yellow Macaw hybrid— though the red was replaced with a majority of green— who had eventually jumped off the last few steps and turned around. He faced the two with a stern, piercing gaze and tightly crossed arms, as he began to speak. ]-

•||⥈||" Bro. Why are you two here at like- 10 Pm?? "||⥈||•

-[ The parrot's voice cut through the comfortable silent peace the two shared earlier, but truth be told, that silence was never guaranteed to last long the instant they stepped in the building. His words were sharp with annoyance and subtle confusion laced behind it. The purple haired just gave a sly grin, his arms uncrossing to shrug at the parrot while he began to speak, legs staying crossed in female formality. ]-

•!|(✿◠ᴗ◠)" What? We can't visit our favourite bird hybrid anymore, Parrot? What's so wrong with just coming to give you a visit? “(✿◠ᴗ◠)|!•

-[ Parrot just groaned into his hands, which were now uncrossed and suffocating his own feathery-around-the-edges face. He sighed, before taking his hands off his face and facing the two again, with a strained expression between multiple emotions, but most obviously seen were stress, annoyance, tiredness and definitely doubt of the purple man's words. ]-

•||⥈||" Okay, but you guys can’t just barge in at like- the dead of the night! My shop literally says closed dude. “||⥈||•

-[ Parrot spoke calmly, though that face said anything else. From the other two, despite Parrots dumb lecture that they paid no mind to, they still came in his shop sometimes for a simple favour. ]-

-[ Instead of the purple one speaking again, this time, the white-haired person spoke, and while he looked like a soft person, his voice was anything but that. It was deep and straightforward, with nonchalance as he spoke calmly, not even budging from the sitting position he had already settled in. ]-

•+<“ Nah, bro- its alright dude. Your shop isn’t closed for us, okay? And we just need to ask for a favour so like, don’t worry. We’re not gonna blow you up dude. “>+•

-[ His words made Parrots face morph into just annoyance and tiredness alone, as he began to let out a higher pitch of a voice than earlier, on the verge of yelling at the two straight up. If it weren’t for the fact that screaming at Egg was basically asking for a death wish from Wemmbu, and in his own face too? He would’ve either killed you right there and then, or straight up hunted you down for the thrill of it, and then kill you. ]-

•||⥈||" Bro! Why would I accept your potion making request at literally 10PM! I said we’re closed, so I’m not gonna- “||⥈||•

-[ He was abruptly cut off by Egg, the multiple winged man, starting a reply halfway through his own sentence, speaking as if Parrot was never about to say the second half of his sentence. The rage boiling from Parrot was mildly obvious now, and he was back to standing stiff, now with an exception of arms just by his side, nails digging into his palm as he fisted his hands. ]-

-[ Wemmbu, on the other hand, was just sitting on the seat, waiting for either Egg to get them what they needed, or for a bad moment where they stepped in. ]-

•+<“ Bro, I never said the favour was to make a potion. Just let us stay here tonight and tomorrow morning. We don’t have a base around here and have like- no building materials. “>+•

-[ His facial expressions shifted greatly, going from that blatant negativity to complete dumbfounded shock. ]-

•||⥈||" What…? “||⥈||•

-[ He was in a trance, trying to comprehend what the two had just brought up as a measly favour. While Parrot was thinking over what Egg had said hard, Wemmbu’s voice sprung out from somewhere, snapping him out of his trance that held his thoughts in a headlock, where each word replayed over and over again like a sick loop. ]-

•!|(✿◠ᴗ◠)" Yea that’s basically it dude. Well, if you don’t mind me, I think I’m gonna go get ready for bed now! “(✿◠ᴗ◠)|!•

-[ Parrot blinked, just now realising that Wemmbu was no longer on the seat in front of him. Turning around in a sharp whipped motion, his eyes fell upon seeing Wemmbu already climbing up the ladder to the upstairs, with Egg standing right at the bottom beside the ladder. ]-

-[ Just as Parrot was about to protest against the two just making home in his potion shop, Wemmbu’s voice was heard once again, and the sound of their voice was just like an obnoxious fork on plate sound, scratching endlessly at his ears so badly he just wanted to go deaf and never hear it again— but he couldn't. ]-

•!|(✿◠ᴗ◠)" We helped you against the Invisible Mafia, so this is the least you owe us Parrot! “(✿◠ᴗ◠)|!•

-[ His words were caught in his throat, and he stood for a moment, swallowing the dry words down hard. It was true, and Egg did kill many diamond players after all. This really was the least he could’ve offered them. Parrot could only let out a huff, before responding once again, less annoyance in his tone and more acknowledgment lacing every word instead. ]-

•||⥈||" Just don't touch anything, and go to the room on the right of the ladder in the 2nd floor. “||⥈||•

-[ He was met with what seemed like a sound of acknowledgment, but it came too far away and muffles, so he couldn't make proper sense of what it was. Parrot just sighed, before going to the light switch, a hand already extended to flick it off with a satisfying faint click. Turning on his boot heel, he let the sound of rubber-on-wood fill the echoes of the room, as the entrance to the counter was opened and he stepped past, beginning his own way up the ladder of his shop. ]-

+{ WEMMBU'S PERSPECTIVE!! }+

-[ Me and Egg were chilling in Parrot's potion shop, currently just staying at his house for the night being. I had no genuine idea how we had ended up here, to be honest. Last I remembered, we were chilling at our base, when some random group showed up, declared themselves as a gang named "The Raiders" and were here to "beat us", and blew up our house with TNT at some point after I maced one of their damned goons. Yea me and Egg were kinda homeless now, and I really didn't want to be in a cave or just out in the open at the dead of night. ]-

-[ I sighed, as Egg had finally climbed up the ladder and was walking beside me to the right door of the ladder, as Parrot said, which was probably a cozy bedroom. Before Egg could even open the oak door, my mouth opened to whine and complain to him, because it was just fun doing that all the time in all honesty. ]-

•!|(✿◠ᴗ◠)" Brooooo... I'm actually so pissed at those goons bro... Now we're homeless I swear... “(✿◠ᴗ◠)|!•

-[ My voice was probably one of the best voices to ever exist. It was a delicacy to hear my amazing voice, truth be told. Egg had just now opened the door, walking in first, while I trailed close behind. He just hummed at my complaint, saying something I missed to hear while scanning the room. It sucked and was bland. Yea, it was colourful, but it wasn't my type, so that meant it sucked. There was also some scattered barrels, which I checked to have literally just the most randomised items inside. Egg on the other hand, didn't look like he really cared about the style of the room, like the nonchalant guy he was. One glance at his bland face and some random action of walking to the wardrobe was enough to get that assumption. ]-

-[ I watched as his figure moved from my side to the front of a wooden wardrobe, his wings folded neatly behind his back while doing so. My best friend was really just that cool. No idea how I ended up with him, but I did, and that was all I needed. I really ate the fact he's always getting kidnapped though, just for being my buddy, but I don't really think that matters right now. ]-

-[ At some point of being in a thinking trance about Egg's ”nonchalance”, I had ended up next to him, where he was searching through the wardrobe. For some reason, there was a spare foldable air mattress and blankets. Parrot's bed had enough pillows to spare for the two of us. My buddy reached for the mattress at the top of the wardrobe in a separate section, while I took the blankets from the bottom drawer underneath. There were too many blankets, and the weather wasn't half-bad, so I genuinely had no idea how many blankets we needed, resorting to a simple helping hand. ]-

•!|(✿◠ᴗ◠)" Yo, bro, how many blankets do we need? “(✿◠ᴗ◠)|!•

-[ I looked up at him, as he was silent for a moment in thought, pulling down the deflated mattress in one swoop motion, before replying with that same nonchalance. ]-

•+<“ We probably just need one bro. Brother, get that black one. “>+•

-[ He let one of those 6 wings stick out, pointing in the direction of a black blanket at the very bottom, suffocating under the several others, which I dug straight for, pulling it out messily and tangled. It was purely black, and reminded me of my own bed at our used-to-be base. The fabric was smooth and relatively thin fabric over comfortable blanket base of fluffiness, perfect for the cool weather tonight, with some heavy rain at some point during the night. The thing was basically an identical one to my old blanket, my favourite. What I found funny was that I literally had it in my "junk" shulker in my Ender chest. How fun! ]-

•!|(✿◠ᴗ◠)" How'd you spot this bro? Also, do we need a mattress cover or nah? “(✿◠ᴗ◠)|!•

-[ I could hear the delight in my own voice at that first part. I really needed to calm down, but the feeling of this comfortable thing back in my presence was just too overwhelming. Egg just gave a simple affirmation to my question, which had me grabbing a white mattress cover as well from somewhere in the mess of blankets, before closing up the wardrobe completely and dragging them over to Egg. The two cloths were dragged across the floor, one hand holding a random area of them tightly, as Egg was already letting an automatic air pump he found somewhere in this base fill the mattress. ]-

-[ I threw the pieces of cloth over Egg, letting out an amused huff and chuckle at the scene of Egg pulling two pieces of cloth from over his head. Just as I was about to make an amazing snarky remark about it, one of the pure white wings on his back hit me sharply across my lower leg, the feathers he altered the feeling of to be rough and harsh on skin. I jumped back with a small yelp, before laughing at him, to which he joined into pretty quickly. That yelp was weak. ]-

•!|(✿◠ᴗ◠)" Woah, woah!! Brother, chill! “(✿◠ᴗ◠)|!•

-[ Egg just huffed at me, giving me a glance with a wide, genuine smile as he spoke. I massaged my leg where it was hit, before standing upright again. The armour dug into my skin and moved slightly as I did so, and gosh it felt so damn uncomfortable, but protection was better than being vulnerable. ]-

•+<“ Brother you almost suffocated me bro. Anyways, you gonna do this or am I? “>+•

-[ Hard decision. That's a fact. It's either finally wind down and let these limbs of mine that feel so heavy, almost as if they're about to weigh me down to bedrock, be put to rest for the time being until I have to take off my armour, or let my buddy Egg do the setting up of the bed alone. I gave it a thought, going over both the decisions twice, while Egg was already beginning to prepare the mattress cover over the now fully inflated bed, the air pump laying stranded aside, before finally settling on an answer. ]-

•!|(✿◠ᴗ◠)" Tell me if you need help alright dude? “(✿◠ᴗ◠)|!•

-[ In response, he just moved one of his back wings push me closer to Parrot's own bed, sending my backwards slightly at the motion. Speaking of Parrot, where was he? If he was making a whole trap for us, then that was definitely not gonna be good. I could worry about it when that did happen though, and not now, when my best bud is giving me my own time to calm down. ]-

•+<“ Alright dude. Sit down for now bro. “>+•

-[ I let him deal with the mattress, taking a seat on the edge of Parrot's bed, that was way too soft for my enjoyment, watching from the side-lines for once as Egg finished up with the bed. Honestly, it didn't look to bad for a temporary bed. The only problem would be the softness of it, but that wouldn't be too bad for my wings anyways, so I didn't care. As Egg stepped back from the complete bed, I could now clearly see the simplicity of it. It wasn't as stuffed with pillows as our old base, but it was enough, and the black blanket just added so much Yin-Yang vibes to the mattress cover in my opinion. ]-

-[ While I took in the bed's design, I could see the flicker of Egg's wing towards me, as if it was beckoning me to crash in. Obviously, I wouldn't put that offer aside— but first of all, I needed to get rid of this armour. The netherite full of deathly weight, that really didn't help with the constant ache in my limbs, was just tight. Tight on skin, tight on bruises, tight on my injuries, tight on the path that led me to a restful sleep. ]-

-[ I stood up slowly, walking to the wardrobe, as each piece of armour came off slowly with no intent of hurting myself. The helmet, leggings, chestplate, boots, all of it, came off and was stored neatly in my armour shulker, before being put right back into my Ender chest. My wings could finally stretch and not feel so compressed against the suffocating space between harsh material and my body. My clothes felt so free and cool, the air being able to fit fine between the open space. I let my wings spread wide open, feeling the numbing ache begin to cool off, as a satisfying feeling of a pleasurable stretch washed over my senses. ]-

-[ I heard the noise of a relaxed groan escape my lips, and I was honestly too tired to care, turning back around to Egg. His armour was also gone, probably stored somewhere in his inventory. The no armour and defenceless style in someone else’s base was anything but my type of spending a night, but Parrot wouldn’t try to hurt us. Right? Well, even if he did, I would’ve beat him either way, traps or not. My nukes were all I needed to win. ]-

-[ Sometime while I was deep in my thoughts, Egg had already taken a side of the bed, the one closest to the door. He sat on the edge of the bed, staring at me and letting a wing gently pat the spot beside him. I let out a huff, giving into his offer and settling right down next to him. ]-

-[ The air mattress barely sunk further once I had settled completely on it, but that didn’t matter to me as of now. I let my body relax, as my head began to fall limp forward, an audible sigh leaving my lips while doing so. ]-

•!|(✿◠ᴗ◠)" Bro. My body feels like trash, man… “(✿◠ᴗ◠)|!•

-[ It was true. My limbs felt so much lighter without the armour, but that didn’t stop the ache in my nerves from making everything feel like a firework celebration inside my blood streams. It honestly felt so numb and exhausting at the same time, and I really just wanted to get into bed now. ]-

•+<“ Dude, just go to sleep now then. “>+•

-[ I blinked for a second, looking up at Egg slowly with a blank stare. How dumb was my best bud to even be suggesting that? Sleeping first at someone else’s base, without any knowledge of what they were doing, and leaving him completely defenceless? Hard pass. Egg definitely noticed the problem in what he was saying and sighed, adding on an explanation that was well needed to make up for his idiocy. ]-

•+<“ I mean like, Parrot wouldn’t just kill us for no reason. And plus, he’s not the type to kill someone for staying at his base. Also, don't you have a whole nuke? “>+•

-[ Egg was confusing, but that didn’t matter right now. It didn’t matter about how Parrot was like, but more of what could happen. Sleeping first was dumb anyways. Everyone knew that the first person to sleep at a sleepover was basically asking for the worst time in the morning. ]-

-[ I didn’t say any of that though, just scoffed and threw the blanket that Egg laid over one half of the bed over his own head, again. ]-

•!|(✿◠ᴗ◠)" My best bud is so dumbbbbb..! Literally, why would the worst PVPer ever recommend that to their strong friend bro? “(✿◠ᴗ◠)|!•

-[ Egg pulled the blanket off his head, giving me a look said “are you serious bro?” so clearly. Our moment was cut short by the sound of the door opening again, as out attention went to the rainbow, totally not gay, coloured bird in the doorway. ]-

-[ There was nothing different about him, but my guts felt as if something was off. Egg just gave a chill wave, which was fine cause it was Egg. If it wasn’t Egg, I would’ve given them the worst judging stare ever. Sadly enough, Egg still got the stare— but it wasn’t that bad of a stare in all honesty. ]-

-[ Parrot examined the room, before finally putting back all attention to the two of us, definitely a tad bit confused and suspicious, an eyebrow raising at the scene of our manually set up bed. Before he could ask anything, I had to ask first. ]-

•!|(✿◠ᴗ◠)" Parrot, dude, where were you? Me and Egg already set up our bed with what we found in your wardrobe dude. “(✿◠ᴗ◠)|!•

-[ His confusion and suspicion faded immediately into relaxation, as he just sighed, not moving as a tired voice strained form his lips. ]-

•||⥈||" I just went to shower. “||⥈||•

-[ In all honesty, I had no idea there was a bathroom built here, but this wasn't my base, and we did use to have one, so I couldn't really be bothered to think any further. Drying out wet feathers does take an ungodly amount of time, so that was understandable, I had grown to learn that over the years living in a base with Egg. I watched as he just made his way to his own bed, noting down how he was wearing just t-shirts and shorts, a huge jump from his usual attire. ]-

-[ Egg sighed, as I changed my attention from Parrot climbing into his own bed to Egg, who pushed me aside to my side. ]-

•+<“ Yo bro, we're- I'm tired. Move over. “>+•

-[ His words slipped up, and I was glad to know he knew that we were both equally tired, but in front of Parrot? It felt like he was trying to rat out my vulnerabilities to someone I didn't even know all that well. I just groaned, as the guy gave me an apologetic look, which I guess I could partially forgive. ]-

•!|(✿◠ᴗ◠)" Alright dude. “(✿◠ᴗ◠)|!•

-[ I did scoot over to my side of the bed, the bed slightly dipping under the shifting of weight, as we both crawled into our own spots in bed. We settled in pretty quickly, considering we were undeniably used to sharing a bed. As I prepped my pillow to maximum fluffiness and comfort, I heard faint snores, turning to Parrot, to where the guy was completely passed out already. Yea, he was definitely not gonna set a trap on us, because I knew a sleeping face and a fake one. ]-

-[ I turned back to the bed when a wing slowly stroked my arm, soft feathers this time instead of harsh, ragged edges. Egg was already laying down, just waiting for me now. I huffed, before quickly doing a simple task of shoving my wings into my body. Yea, the process kind of hurt, but it was practical for sleeping and fighting. While it did feel like my entire back was burning every time I moved, breathed, or did anything, it made everything much easier. Plus, some fire resistance numbed the pain to a soft hum, so that was a positive. "Pain is the best medicine", they say. ]-

-[ I bit my bottom lip, as the wings slowly merged with my back, the feeling feeling nauseating to even try and imagine, while the familiar burning pain started to make itself known once again. I had grown used to doing this daily, and so had Egg, considering he instantly splashed a fire resistance on me— 7 minutes long. Enough to last me until I fell asleep. I let out a chalky breath with one long relieved sigh, as a warm wing began to wrap around my stomach, pulling me down to the bed. ]-

-[ I hummed, letting the familiar warmth drag me down to rest that I longed for since we had started setting up the bed. I didn't even need to move, as Egg did it all for me. The pillow adjustment, the pulling of a blanket over me, the wrapping of wings, and the action of pulling me to his chest. I nuzzled into the warmth, being mindful of the horns atop my head. It was like the sun blazing down on me after a refreshing morning shower— or just the specific sun that shone above Mane's Tree- No. No, not that. Just the first one. Yea, just the first one. ]-

-[ My thoughts ended abruptly, as my eyes finally closed and my senses began to slowly fade, the last thing I heard was a simple "G'night bro." ]-

+{ NO ONE'S PERSPECTIVE!! }+

-[ The night was long and at one unfortunate point around 1AM, the used-to-be clear sky had filled with a bustling city of clouds. They were grey and crowded overhead the world, up in the skies above, as rain splattered and fell merciless on every surface without shelter. Additionally, loud strikes and thuds of thunder cut the sky in half with a stubborn crack, leaving the world ringing to their ears. ]-

-[ Wemmbu was curled up against the wall furthest away from the window, beside the oak door. His knees pressed harshly into his chest, as their arms were wrapped tightly around her legs, trying to keep to themselves. At every strike of thunder, a small whine escaped thin lips, as she shivered uncontrollably, faint hiccups and fearful sobs filling the silence of the room during every break between thunder attacks. ]-

-[ The sobs were hoarse in terms of voice, raspy and dry, as the tears kept streaming down his face, unstopping and careless. The shaking was intense, every second in the dark room with the loud noise of rain hitting again and again on the window sending them down another spiral of fear and panic. The worse thing wasn't even the weather, but the silence and lack of comfort. ]-

-[ Last time he fell asleep, the lights were on— but now they were off, and she wanted them back on now. The thoughts just made him louder, whines and soft sobs turning into whimpers and uncontrollably loud cries, as he curled closer in on themselves somehow. There was also that painful ache in their back, and it felt like she was having her back burn off with lava in real time. She wanted it all to stop— the constant burning pain that only got worse with every sharp breath, exhale, and shake in her body, the loud strikes of thunder on the ground, the looping sound of rain on glass, and the silence. ]-

-[ He wanted— no, needed someone next to her now. To comfort her and hug her, to get rid of all the overstimulation they felt. A sudden thunder strike sent her sobbing louder than usual, which also hit a spot in the aching burn on her back, sending her gasping for air— something— a solution to their problems. It was all too much, the sobs breaking out even further, and rain getting louder with him, and the thunder hitting more harshly on Capital City. ]-

-[ It was too much. It was all too much. He couldn't last the rest of the night alone like this— he really couldn't. ]-

-[ They really didn't want to do this alone. Her vision was blurry and dark— until it wasn't. In a split second, the room went form dark to a bright white, before a sudden warmth was encased around them, the soft feeling of feathers wrapped around them, treading softly on his skin. Wemmbu blinked, as the familiar feeling washed over him. Even the painful, agonisingly slow ache in his back even started fading, into just— nothing. ]-

-[ A tune was peacefully hummed from the white person's voice— slow and steady. It was as soft as the movements on his skin and warmer than the wings around him, letting her sink into the feeling, uncurling on himself and falling into the man's hold on him. Wemmbu didn't need to guess who this was, as the tears began to soften, the hiccups ever so faint. He couldn't hear anything but the constant humming, and felt like nothing other than warmth and comfort. Her problems really were solved. ]-

-[ She let the sniffles and hiccups break to slowly, not paying any mind to how everything bad was beginning to stir down. Even at the cracks where Egg wasn't hold her were bright. The lights were turned on, and they were a warm, orange glow in the comfortably made wooden room. They didn't look up at Egg for a long while, and still didn't, even when words began to form, still shaken up and petrified noises being made though each sound. ]-

•!|(✿◠ᴗ◠)" E-Eggy.. hic I- sniff I'm scare-d... hic “(✿◠ᴗ◠)|!•

-[ Their voice was as dry as the cries that had earlier spilt from her lips and filled the echoes of the room were, crumbling and fearful, and a pale hand went to softly run along her scalp, massaging it gently, as it ruffled through their loose hair softly. He eventually let the hum fade out, before letting a soft voice fill Wemmbu's ears, a feeling of home washing over her. ]-

•+<“ Don't worry, bud. Can you breathe for me? Slow and steady, okay? Follow mine now. “>+•

-[ Wemmbu nodded frantically, trying to do so, but it was still— off. A bit rapid then normal. Egg didn't let this slide— he wasn't going to let anything go unnoticed for when Wemmbu was in this state. Egg continued to pet his hair softly, hands gliding smoothly and scratching at the right spots, as a wing pushed Wemmbu right up to his chest, making sure she was still able to breath normally. They were able to feel the warmth directly from Egg now, alongside hear and feel his heartbeat, calmy beating against his own. ]-

-[ They sat like that for a minute, and at some point during the comforting silence, Wemmbu had managed to moderately calm down— if not completly, now breathing in time with Egg's own breathing patterns. ]-

-[ Fro this position, Egg could get a clear view of him from above— long, flowy purple hair looking dishevelled, tear stained marks down a red and puffy face, and red and deep nail wounds around their knees, where they had held on tightly out of fear. He couldn't fight the feeling of being both worried and concerned for his best friend, who was always so strong for too long at times without breaks. The only times he could ever get Wemmbu to relax was during the night or small breaks along together, where they were along or just together without anyone around who would judge, and that was only able to get her to partially relax. ]-

-[ Unconsciously while thinking, he let out a sigh that didn't manage to reach Wemmbu's ears, as the slow movements he gently inflicted onto Wemmbu didn't falter or change in the slightest bit throughout the minute or two. ]-

-[ As great as it would’ve been to just sit in silence forever, Egg still had to break it— the concern was eating him alive, and he knew it was. He knew why Wemmbu was up. It was just like every other night, just that now it was raining and not in their base, where they had the resources to carry out the usual routine. He spoke up anyways, making sure to keep it as an undertone to her ears. ]-

•+<“ Did you have a nightmare, buddy? “>+•

-[ His voice was honey, as Wemmbu just snuggled in further, completely forgetful of their horns that slightly dug into his skin— but he didn’t mind. No words came from Wemmbu’s mouth, but he did slowly begin to nod into Egg’s chest, where she was now holding onto his shirt tightly with tight fists. ]-

•+<“ Do you wanna talk about it Wem-Wem? “>+•

-[ A lack of sound and movement from Wemmbu for a sharp minute was what followed, as she seemed to be thinking it over. Egg didn’t rush them, and eventually felt the shaking of a head against his shirt, the horns moving oddly against fabric while doing so. He just hummed in return and continued to rub Wemmbu’s back in a circle motion while petting her hair. ]-

•+<“ Alright buddy. Do you want anything else? “>+•

-[ This time, instead of letting a minute of silence take over their ears, Wemmbu tilted their head up, looking at Egg's face with that same, destroyed face, but now with a determined frown. He let a shaky breath happen, before pulling on Egg's shirt, letting a voice fill the room. ]-

•!|(✿◠ᴗ◠)" Eggy… I-I want Mister… “(✿◠ᴗ◠)|!•

-[ There was the sudden squeak of a high-pitched voice from Wemmbu— something completely different from her usual voice. Egg didn’t say anything about it though, just nodded and carefully began to stand up, picking up Wemmbu in the process, bridal style. ]-

-[ Despite being quite strong and undeniably powerful, it was fairly confusing to Egg why she barely had any weight or arm muscles. Maybe strength was in the blood rather than body for Wemmbu’s species or something, but that meant he was easy to carry, putting aside her current level of strength. ]-

-[ Wemmbu clung to Egg’s chest still, hands fisted in clothes, and she truly looked the most relaxed she ever had since waking up. ]-

-[ Egg couldn’t stop the genuine smile at their relaxation, as he put them softly down on Parrot’s bed. Mind you, Parrot was still sleeping soundly on the bed with faint snores that sounded like bird calls, just only pressed up against the window for some reason. ]-

-[ Wemmbu sat patiently on the bed, as she had to let go of Egg’s warmth, resulting to just curling in on herself again, this time without fear or worry. Her legs were sitting comfortable to her chest without any straining or force behind it, but the nail marks in his knees did ache a bit. They watched as Egg put down a purple shulker beside the bed, pulling out her favourite blanket, but there was already that exact black blanket in front of them on a lower bed. ]-

-[ The blankets had huge differences than the other, though. The messed up blanket in front of her had no smell or warmth that she knew of, but the one Egg was holding tightly in his hands beside her had all the warmth and familiar scents. Before they could register anything properly, Wemmbu had found herself already reaching helplessly for the blanket, whining quietly at how far yet close it was to him. ]-

-[ Egg, who was still rummaging through the items scattered everywhere in the shulker, felt one of his smaller wings perk up at the sound of something like distress, looking up immediately at Wemmbu. It wasn’t too hard to catch onto what Wemmbu was trying to do, considering the actions and expression made it fairly obvious, as he just let out a small chuckle, and he got up slowly while reaching his arm out to him, placing the blanket softly in her lap. ]-

-[ Instantly, they started nuzzling into the blanket when it was fully let go of and gently dropped into her hands, taking in all the warmth and familiarity of the scent that stuck to the blanket. A pleased sound, similar to a relaxed whine, escaped his lips, as they sank into his favourite piece of cloth. ]-

-[ Egg just watched for a quick moment, before diverting his attention back the shulker, where he still looking for another specific item in the “junk” shulker. He kept fumbling deeper into the box, until something soft and fluffy was felt against his fingers. Egg didn’t think twice, before pulling it out in one swoop motion, making sure to also keep a gentle hold on it. ]-

-[ What came out was a simple stuffed animal, koala shaped and a faded blue. It had black nose and eyes, stitched onto the koala’s face, with white fur on huge ears. The koala did have a huge stitch across where the body and head connected, but it was still in good condition. Egg examined it for a bit, before putting away the shulker and fallen contents of it, as it went back into his neatly sorted Ender chest. ]-

-[ Once the minimalistic task was completed, he turned back to the bed, where there was a Wemmbu cuddled in a blanket and a wide-awake parrot staring, confused and shocked. Wemmbu hadn’t seemed to have notice Parrot just yet, considering she was facing Egg. They noticed the stuffed animal instantly, doing the same reaching out motion as earlier with the blanket. ]-

-[ Egg didn’t miss a beat, walking slowly to Wemmbu and putting it right into his hands, softly petting her hair as she nuzzled into the koala with a tight hug. Parrot was still dumbfounded, and Egg decided that it was morally right to explain the situation to the mentally frozen parrot. ]-

•+<“ Morning Parrot. We kinda forgot to tell you that Wemmbu has nightmares and is an age regressor. My bad bro. “>+•

-[ It was anything but morning, but what else was Egg supposed to say? ]-

-[ Egg continued to pet Wemmbu’s hair, as Parrot quickly lost the confusion in his face, letting it turn quickly into recognition and then understanding. He nodded, before looking at Wemmbu with some type of unfamiliarity in his face. It made perfectly normal sense to feel unfamiliar with a childish Wemmbu, who was usually pissing someone off, getting pissed off, or attacking someone on some “grand expedition”. ]-

-[ It was silent for a moment, and Egg could see that Parrot's mouth opened up, but nothing exactly came out. It took an extra minute for him to think of something to say, and 30 more seconds to recollect his voice, considering he just woke up at 1AM. ]-

•||⥈||" Isn't age regressing where someone like- mentally becomes a child? “||⥈||•

-[ Egg wasn't that surprised that one of the smartest people he knew had managed to get a base definition of a word that didn't come up very often, even uncommon to hear in a mental issues heath study. He just nodded, as Wemmbu turned around, staring at, Parrot wide-eyed and slightly trembling. The soft fingers gliding through her hair easily calmed her down at the most part, and the warmth surrounding their body just added more to that, so Wemmbu didn't just instantly completely jump into Egg's arms and hide away from the world. ]-

-[ He stared intensely at Parrot, trying to take steady breaths like Egg had told them once, as a wing gently brushed over her cheek. She looked up at Egg, who was giving a warm smile, as his mouth began to open. All of Wmembu's attention diverted quickly when she heard their favourite voice, addressing just them and their stuffed koala. ]-

•+<“ Did you miss Mister Blue? “>+•

-[ Wemmbu didn't miss a beat, jumping straight to nodding enthusiastically, as she had literally completely forgot about the green Scarlet Macaw hybrid, who had long slipped away from the bed, leaving the room silently when Egg had fully gotten Wemmbu's attention again. The door made a small creak and a snap as it closed, but Wemmbu was too focused on Egg to notice the glimpse of a wing slipping past the door, or the earlier shift of weight in the bed as Parrot left. ]-

-[ She held the koala teddy up high to Egg's face, speaking with sparkles in his eyes as he declared something loudly to Egg, her 7-year-old voice bouncing off the walls of the room. ]-

•!|(✿◠ᴗ◠)" Mister Blue missed me and you! “(✿◠ᴗ◠)|!•

-[ Wemmbu smiled proudly and eagerly, before putting "Mister Blue" right up to Egg's chest, as if to imitate the two hugging. Wemmbu let the koala softly touch against Egg's shirt fabric, before lying her entire weight into the koala, pressing down on both Egg and the stuffed teddy. Their arms wrapped around it tightly, as he curled into a ball in Egg's stomach, giggling loudly while doing so. Egg just laughed along with Wemmbu, putting his hands on Wemmbu's back to stabilise the two, bringing her into a gentle hug in the midst of doing so. ]-

-[ Being the child they were, Wemmbu had to let his curiosity run wild, as the memory of seeing Parrot flooded back. They looked up at Egg, still cuddled to his chest, as the two had calmed down now from the small playful laughing fit. She pulled gently on Egg's shirt, grabbing his attention, before beginning to ask a very important question— or what seemed like one to them. ]-

•!|(✿◠ᴗ◠)" Eggchan... Who was that big and bright bird on the bed? “(✿◠ᴗ◠)|!•

-[ Egg actually just realised now— he was probably the only one who knew Wemmbu was an age regressor, and also the only one age regressed Wemmbu knew. The only other person who knew now was Parrot, and factually speaking, he would probably be the last person to go around announcing that Wemmbu was age-regressed. But including LettuceK and Reddons, then a total of 4 others than Wemmbu knew about her age regression, and 2 of them had already somehow made up a rule against harming or spreading information about Wemmbu during this moment. ]-

-[ He internally groaned at himself. Wemmbu only knew 1 person properly, and 2 other names of people who knew him, including an additional person who she didn't even know the name of. Egg was such a bot, considering this version of Wemmbu barely ever went out. But why would they go out at 2AM to just meet people and most likely scare him more, when they could just relax indoors and get some sleep? ]-

-[ Eggchan was in his thoughts for a bit, but Wemmbu just patiently sat, waiting for an answer. Eventually, a voice was heard, but it wasn't one that Wemmbu knew. The voice came from a far bit behind her, and she slowly turned around to see that same parrot hybrid in the doorway, only his head peaking inside. The door was slowly creaked open, which had caught Egg's attention, as he snapped out of the daze with a flash of blinking, looking where Wemmbu's head was directed. ]-

-[ Parrot's bird-like face just stared at the two, as he realised what he said probably wasn't loud enough, beginning to slowly repeat what he had just said form behind the door. ]-

•||⥈||" Hey guys..! I- uhm.. I got some juice, if you guys want some? Theo always buys me too much whenever he goes out for some reason. “||⥈||•

-[ He sounded mainly unsure of what to say, his voice laced with uncertainty and worry of scaring off the mentally childish Wemmbu. He gently pushed the door open, a soft creak filling the room, as his figure could be fully seen now. He wasn't lying, holding a whole jar of a juice and a stack of plastic cups beside him, a Sippy cup hanging from the loose pinkie finger. ]-

-[ Wemmbu stared at Parrot with stars in her eyes, taking in the vibrant colour of the bird, and Egg simply smiled at Parrot's first ever attempt at being with Wem-Wem. He just nodded and pet the bed, which Parrot quickly took as an affirmation to come closer. He began slowly making his way through the mess of blankets and pillows on the air mattress below, placing the juice jar and cups on the bedside table, before taking a seat on the bed beside Wemmbu, legs touching the ground as he looked at them with a soft gaze. ]-

-[ Wemmbu's attention was still on Parrot, as he watched his every move. Egg's grip was still on him, just loose enough for her to leave the hold whenever she wanted to, but they didn't. Instead, Wemmbu just pointed a finger at Parrot, right in his face, before speaking to just Parrot in general, though it wasn't clearly addressed correctly, in terms of names. ]-

•!|(✿◠ᴗ◠)" You got me juice, so I like you, Mister rainbow bird guy! “(✿◠ᴗ◠)|!•

-[ At the sudden naming, Parrot was taken aback, though not very offended. The child was right, in terms of description, but it was still very random and immature for Wemmbu, though he wasn't in his right mind at this current moment so Parrot didn't mind. He felt complimented upon hearing this side of Wemmbu liked him too, which meant he wouldn't have to deal with a child hating him for no absolute reason. ]-

-[ A chuckle slipped past his mind, leaving his lips quickly, as his hands moved before he though, already ruffling the purple hair in a gentle manner, as to not ruin it. She just giggled into the pet, easily warming up to the green Blue-And-Yellow Macaw parrot, as they took the hand on their head, nuzzling into it by his palm. Egg watched the interaction happen, making sure none of the two noticed him slipping off the bed and making his way over to the juice on the bedside table beside Parrot. ]-

•||⥈||" My name is Parrot, like the bird. You can call me whatever you want though, okay? “||⥈||•

-[ He made sure to keep his sentences simplistic enough, as Wemmbu nodded, letting the shine in her eyes radiate into Parrot's own. The two quietly got along, sharing giggles and stories from Parrot that had Wemmbu moving in ecstatic joy, the child energy seeping through the walls older him had built so well, only to have them fall while in a mentally unconscious state. Egg let them sink in the moment, pouring juice into the cups while his wings perked up, listening in to the conversation. The soft splash of juice constantly landing on liquid was drowned out by the loud storytelling from the child, conjoined with the parrot's very own, and Egg let his ears be filled with peace. ]-

-[ Eventually, after what seemed to be too long of pouring juice, a Sippy cup and two plastic cups were filled with more that enough juice, though not too much to spill at every atom movement. He grabbed the Sippy cup first, a rich purple with a white top and handles conjoined to it, turning to where all the commotion was and cutting it with a gently voice and a wing ever so softly grazing Wemmbu's hair. ]-

•+<“ Hey buddy, do you want some juice? “>+•

-[ She didn't beat around the bush, instead, snapping their head instantly to face where Egg was standing with the juice, that didn't leave her line of sight once notified about it. Egg didn't need words to know what the answer was, letting Wemmbu's hands spring to hold it tightly by the handles, before practically chugging it, though with refinement, of course. Egg just leaned back, ruffling his hair, before turning to Parrot, who already had both the cups of juice in hand. Parrot had one offered out to him, the other cup already being drank from with obvious satisfaction. ]-

•+<“ Thanks bro. “>+•

•||⥈||" No problem, Egg. “||⥈||•

-[ He spoke quickly, taking the juice with a nod, before taking a small sip from it, watching from the corner of his eyes how Wemmbu put the Sippy cup to Mister Blue's mouth, pretending to have him drink it. Egg would've probably joined in for a bit, if it weren't for the fact that the Sippy cup was actually empty, which he noticed with the thanks of his biologically enhanced senses. There as also the fact that Wemmbu had yawned 5 times in the past minute, which meant literally only one common fact— she was tired. As the two watched them play amongst themselves, Egg leaned over to Parrot, whispering a statement into his ear, as the parrot quickly finished the cup. ]-

•+<“ We should get him to bed. I mean, you saw how much he yawned, right bro? “>+•

-[ Parrot put the cup down on the bedside table before actually speaking, making sure he swallowed all of the liquid first, as his mouth began speaking, whispering quietly back to the Seraphim and Ghast hybrid. ]-

•||⥈||" Agreed, Bro. I'll get the drinks. “||⥈||•

-[ He spoke affirmatively, meaning Egg couldn't take the job— not that he would've anyways. He just nodded, as Parrot leaned over and did exactly that, cooing over Wemmbu to hand over the cup and promising something else in return, to which he did get an eventual stubborn "yes" to. As Parrot cleaned up the juice and wet cups, Egg climbed into the bed beside a slightly sulking Wemmbu coddled up in her favourite blanket. ]-

-[ Egg slided in smoothly next to them on the bed, before letting a hand rest over her hair, gliding gently through the purple locks, as the same honey voice filled the silence of the room. ]-

•+<“ Wem-Wem, are you tired buddy? I know I am, and I wonder if you wanna cuddle with me. “>+•

-[ Egg was met with short silence, which was interrupted by a hand pulling on his shirt, as if beckoning him to lay down. One glance to the child next to him was enough to fill in the half finished answer that he already knew the reply to, and to add further to that, the blanket was pulled half off. The child was still pouting, but was more than willing to cuddles with their favourite person, which Egg couldn't back out of now. Seeing Wemmbu pouting was undeniably a one-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and something Parrot would have to miss out on. Not like Egg liked to share his blackmail material anyways. ]-

-[ Egg chuckled at the sight, before falling into Wemmbu's acceptance by laying down and instantly putting his arms around her back, gently cradling her, and letting the wings fold in, though jut relaxed enough to not cause strain or pain tomorrow morning. His head was coddled in his chest, and their stuffed koala was held tightly in their own grasp, nuzzling happily into both givers of warmth. The two didn't stay alone for long, as Parrot had somehow already ended up in his previous spot earlier when sleeping, right up on the wall right by the window, behind Wemmbu's back. ]-

-[ He was facing the two, specifically looking at Egg with a look as if asking for permission to join in. It was in a parrot's main nature to like touch in only comfortable situations, so Egg couldn't really deny. Either way, he knew Wemmbu wouldn't mind the extra warmth. The Seraphim hybrid just nodded at Parrot, to which he took with slow and precise movements, slipping his hands into Wemmbu's long purple hair, making sure to be aware of either laying on it or pulling too hard, as Egg's leg intertwined with Wemmbu's own, which Parrot could feel form the other side. The bed wasn't meant for three, but no body minded the close proximity as of currently. ]-

-[ The night outside had calmed down, the rain pouring affectionally against the ground in soft splats, coming down ever so often. Thunder no longer relentlessly let out anger on the ground, as the sky began to clear, letting the star and moon shine high above the world, where the sun was seen around the most during daytime. There was peace in every breeze in the wind and the darkness outside was illuminated by the lights above in space, dawning down on everyone below. ]-

-[ In Parrot's Potion Shop, upstairs to the room on the right of the ladder, there was 3 people, sleeping soundly in the comfort of each other in one obviously small bed that wasn't voiced out, because they didn't care about that. Cradled in the middle of two winged men, was a familiar purple one, who had an eventful night of age regression, but no one would call her out on that out of spite. In the current moment, everything was peaceful and quiet, the soft snores and shuffling of someone getting closer was all that filled the room, and they were at restful slumber in each other's warmth.

-[ Maybe there's one moment where people will stop to look at the sun, head on without worry of being pushed away, because the moon is there to help. When they're both above to be seen, for everyone down below them to gaze upon, standing face to face, backs turned to outsiders. The moon will face the sun, comforting it, and the sun stands facing that rock it shines off of, taking the comfort as it is given. ]-

-[ But the people down below don't see that clearly, only the sun behind the moon, as the light that can't be hidden shines through the outer cracks— an eclipse. The moon stands right at the front, taking what seems to be the lead to the people downstairs, and the sun stands behind it, still shining brightly, but only the moon gets to see the most of it, and it covers the sun from what it tries so hard to seem appealing to. ]-

-[ And throughout the moment, there's the stars— watching from the sides nearby and afar, close to both the sun and the moon, and deemed as those little beautiful specks in the night sky that fill the empty void. ]-

-[ Now try again, but this time with the answers to the metaphors of astrology. What if I said, that Wemmbu was the sun, Eggchan was the moon, Parrot was the stars, and Mane was "people"? Now would it make a whole different meaning? Or would it be the exact same? Let it be to interpretation from my side, what you have to say as an answer, and keep that answer within you, or say it out loud for us to hear. ]-

+{ This ending makes sense in all due time. }+