Socks was just sitting in a clearing of the woods. Nadwe was hanging on a tree.
They have distanced themselves from everyone, with expectation of themselves.
Nadwe wanted to ask who he thought did it, but right now wasn't the time.
The death of Wicktora and Jooice needed to be investigated.

    Nadwe built up his courage, and flew down from the branch he was hanging on.
Socks heard the wing beating and turned to look where it was coming from,

"Greetings, Nadwe."
Socks greeted.

"Hey, Socks...."
Nadwe stammered, his courage leaving him.
"Who do you think caused that?"

"The fire?"
Socks asked.

"Yeah."

"Well, I don't think anyone has the heart to do that type of terrorism."
Socks began.
"I think it was natural.
It could have been a gas leak, and or a bonfire that got out of control."

Nadwe thought about his fathers reasoning, and it was agreeable. Nadwe kept on talking about the horrific tragedy, and Meme was creeping in the forest.
Meme walked up to them, and greeted them.

"I can't imagine the pain you're going through."
Meme said, empathetic.

"Me? You lost your wife!"
Socks pointed out.
"I mean...I can relate with the pain.
But Jooice would want me to push my emotions aside and focus on the future."

"I did lose Wicktora, but Jooice was basically a family member."
Meme began.
"He was a big part of our friendships."
Meme went on.
"And it's- just so- hard to deal with this!"
Meme wailed,
tears flooding out of his eyes.
Emotions overwhelming him, his vision was blurry. And grief crashed onto him.
The wannabe astronaut's breath began to stutter, and his vision began to go blurry.
Tears starting to form, sorrow was overwhelming.

Nadwe was saddened at the fact they couldn't let go of their losses, but he didn't think he would either.
Sobbing was filling his ears, and Nadwe turned back into a human.
Walking up to his father, he hugged Socks.

       Socks pulled down his visor, covering his eyes. He just moved closer to his son.
Meme was just sitting on the ground, alone.
He didn't have someone who would always be there, like Socks, Tbh, or Nadwe.
If only Wicktora was here, she would help him. She would care for him. She would be happy for him. She would comfort him.
She would love him till death.

        Sobbing was overwhelming Nadwe, with his sensitive hearing. And his ears were ringing, he winced in pain. Socks immediately stopped, and turned to face his son. Socks tried to calm him down, but sobbing was still coming from Meme.

"Hey, Nadwe's ears are hurting and-"

"Do you ever shut up about Nadwe?
Meme snapped.
"'Oh, where's Nadwe?' 'I miss Nadwe'
'I can't today, I'm hanging out with Nadwe'!"
Meme mocked.
"And you never fucking 5ft away from him!
It's pathetic."

    Meme scoffed, Socks was shocked.
Nadwe was shocked too, but didn't even say anything back. Grief was controlling Meme's words. Socks about to throw a blow, but Nadwe caught his arm in time.

"At least I hav-"
Socks cut off, by Nadwe covering his mouth.

"He's just upset, he can't control it."
Nadwe whispered in his fathers ear.

   Socks let out a scoff, but shut his yappers.
Nadwe tried to calm them down, but his attempts failed. Meme began to argue about Nadwe with Socks. And they kept shouting horrible words at each other, Nadwe couldn't help the pain he felt in his ears.

    He let out a wail of pain, but even his father didn't seem to hear. Nadwe let out another roar of pain, and Meme shut his mouth. Socks eyes widened, and looked at Nadwe.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't realize-"

"It's fine, you lost your temper."
Nadwe interrupted Socks.
"I think I'm just gonna go-"

"Alright."
Socks sighed.

   Nadwe flew away, and Socks waved goodbye. Meme ran up to Socks and slapped him across his face.

"You hurt me, and now your son!?"
Meme snapped.
"What type of father are you?"

   Socks cursed at him, and tackled him to the ground. Meme tried to get out of Sock's grasp, but didn't succeed. Socks landed a punch on his face, and Meme kicked at his shin. They went into a fight, where it turned into a draw.

"Fuck off!"
Socks said, as he was shoved back to the ground.
"Get off me!"

"Shut the hell up!"
Meme snapped back.
"You smell like shit!"

"Maybe because I'm around your filthy ass!"
Socks shot back.

   That made Meme slap Socks again, and they started to go into a heavy fight.
Meme was the first to shed blood, his nose was badly hurt. Socks then began to bleed from his nose, and then coughed out blood.

  Tbh and Nadwe came running by the sound of the fighting.
They were confused and shocked when they found Meme and Socks fighting.
Luckily, Tbh managed to separate them and end the fight. Nadwe quickly began asking and scowling at his father.
Tbh also asked how the fight started, with Meme.

  They both came clean, Nadwe and Tbh were furious at how stupid it was.
Nadwe began telling how dangerous it was and how Socks could have been horribly injured. And Tbh began yelling at Meme because he lost the fight.

    As they separated their ways, news got around fast. It was the gossip of the friend group. Besides Wicktoras, and Jooice's death. Blaza was the one who was the most interested in it.
He held his thoughts to himself, and thought that Socks was the badass one in the situation.
Because he won the fight, supposedly.

Honestly, this seems out of place.
And went in a completely different direction, but it's fineeeeeeeee.

Crispy, Juicey, Tinder!
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