Ki POV

"-----And then Anthony ripped off Skeletron Prime's face!" I enthuse. Feather was listening intently, grasping onto every detail.

"And I missed all of that! It sounded awesome!" She whined.

It was now much later in the evening, and I had just been explaining what happened when she was unconscious. Feather then started looking around.

"Hey..... Where's Sebastian and Smador?" She asked. I laughed nervously.

"Uh..... They're downstairs..... Asleep..... On the spare beds..." I squeaked.

She narrowed her eyes at me. Her glare so intense that I was afraid that she would melt my head. But then, her eyes softened.

She started laughing softly.

"Ha........ At least you didn't put me on the floor." She joked, nudging me. Her laugh was dry and her smile slipped. I think something's wrong. Pfft. I know something's wrong. She would've chewed me out already for not letting her rest on a bed....... What? I didn't want her tracking blood in! But still... Something's wrong.

Maybe If I tap into her thoughts?

Brandon Brandon Brandon Brandon Brandon Brandon Brandon Brandon Brandon Brandon Brandon Brandon
Brandon Brandon Brandon
Brandon Brandon Brandon Brandon Brandon Brandon

I felt my head get dizzy. R-really? That's all she's thinking about?

"You miss Brandon, Don't you?" I ask softly, resulting in a slight nod. She laughed.

"Is it that obvious?" She said, half-heartily. I shrug.

"I kinda read your thoughts, but yeah. You sure do care about him a lot, Huh...." I say, smirking. Her face turned pink.

"W-well..... He's m-my best friend.... Of course I care about him..." She said, adverting her eyes. I raised an eyebrow.

"Is that all you see him as?" I ask in a low voice. Her blush reddened.

"Y-yes...." Feather whispered.

"Liar..."

"N-no I'm not! I- I just....."

"You just what?"

"I........ I don't know...."

"D-don't know?"

Feather sighed. "I..... Don't know how I feel about Brandon.... I mean.... Whenever I'm around him.... I just....... It's hard to describe........" She said.

Oh......

"I j-just miss him..... A lot.... A little more than a friend should....... It's hard to believe he's a whole dimension away..." She said, glumly.

"You know..... Dimensions aren't that far apart..." I comfort....

Her eyebrow twitched.

"R-really? B-but... How..?" She asked.

I then launch into a whole explanation on how the magic mirrors work and the principals of the dimensions, hoping to get her mind off of Brandon.

"See...... In order to traverse dimensions, You have to have a gifted amount of mana or immense strength..... That's why certain mages and Warriors can travel. There was this one Mage, named Hil--- err... It's not important... But that's how Anthony and I met, he accidentally teleported into my dimension a year or two ago.."
I lecture.

She was awfully curious. Her eyebrows then crinkled.

"Wait..... This is off-topic but Yesterday when Anthony came back, covered in blood, he said that he's never going to the 'Crimson' again. What was that about?" She asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"Well......The thing about dimensions, they vary in all sorts of ways. One way is the evil in the world. Your dimension has the Corruption, that evil purple biome riddled with danger and death. It has a sort of a eerie vibe. My dimension has the Crimson, a fleshy biome filled with blood crawlers and face monsters." I explain.

Feather started cringing at the last part.

"Eeewwww!" She squealed.

I started laughing, but then noticed her looking down, sadly. I put my hand on her shoulder. 

"Hey.... Cheer up.... If you're wound isn't too bad, I could take you home in the morning," I say, hoping to help her ease up.

Her head jolted up and her smile widened.

The next thing I know, she has her arms wrapped around me tightly.

"Thanks Ki!" She said.

She lets go.

"U-uh.. No p-problem..." I stutter.

What?

I never s-stutter...

Oh no...... I'm starting to sound like Brandon....

"Hey..... You should get some rest...." I say, hoping to change the subject. She yawned.

"But I'm not tired!" She retorted. I rolled my eyes. It's still a mystery why she is this stubborn.

"Yeah, But I am...... Plus, you would want to help heal your wound." I walk toward the platform leading downstairs.

"Oh yeah! Sebastian made you some clothes and Smador made you..... Well..... I'm not really sure what it is..."
I say, climbing down.

"Goodnight, Feather," I call out.

"Goodnight, Ki."

I carefully made my way to my bed, careful not to wake the others.

I sighed and took off my glasses.

Hmm....

I should tap into her thoughts one more time....

Brandon Brandon Brandon.............. Brandon...... Brandon Brandon........ Ki............

Brandon.

Brandon Brandon Brandon Brandon Brandon Brandon

Soon. Well.... Not that soon.

Also.....

Five months ago, this day, on the sixteenth of March

I published the first chapter of this book.

:D

Chapter seven ;)

Go check it out. Might explain a certain detail in the last chapter.