Chapter Text
The fallen angel sat in one of the chairs of the meeting room. The room consisted of the fallen angel, a blindfolded blaze/tiger hybrid, an ender dragon/demon hybrid with a face covering, a bunny with a farmer's hat, and a shoebill.
“We are winning this battle. Parrot stands no…”
The fallen angel's head spun.
“Saps, are you okay?”
The farmer questioned, clearly being considerate of the angel due to their shared viewpoints.
The angel opened his mouth to say something, before falling over in their chair and passing out.
“Oh my god- Saps!!!-”
“Bro like- oh my-”
“Saparata?”
The last words he heard before waking up in a strange building.
His vision was blurry and his head was spinning. All he could feel was being held in someone's arms. It just made him think of Flux-
“Saps?”
That voice. That voice. It sounded… no. He's dead. He's dead.
“Get out of my head..”
The other person looked at saps with utter confusion
“...excuse me?”
Saparata got up and scrambled away from the other man.
“Hah… these hallucinations have gotten vivid, haven't they. It even…felt like he was holding me again for a second there…! Where's Shoebilly…”
The other man stared at him dumbfounded, raising his hands in mock surrender as he scrambled away. He seemed to be processing his words like he was trying to calculate the best response.
“Are you feeling okay, Saparata..?”
Oh… the sound of his voice saying his name again… even if it wasn't real he would kill just for it to be reality. Even for a second.
“Stop.. Stop. I need to get back to Cindercrest, not sit here and reminisce over the past! Hoooly shit, I'm talking to myself. I sound crazy, don't I!!”
The other person slowly rose up, his hands still in the air trying not to scare Saps further. He slowly reached out to grab Saps’s arm to prove he was in fact real and standing in front of him.
“I don't know what sort of…manic episode you're having. But I'm right here and I'm real.”
Saps froze. It felt real. It sounded real. He wanted so damn bad to believe it was real.
“Flux..?”
Saps wrapped his arms around Flux, half to make sure he actually was there, half because he just wanted to feel a hug from Flux again.
“Holy shit..”
For a moment the war with parrot didn't matter, the new players didn't matter, all the chaos of Unstable didn't matter. He just needed to be around his old best friend. He just needed this. And so they stayed like this for a bit.