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Rebecca Frost: I enjoyed seeing your updates on what you thought of the chapter, it was cute seeing those. I hope you enjoy this chapter!
HuntressXHunter: I don't know why but I got a kick out of your "Kevin the tree" thing. I will say that's my proudest moment out of this whole story because I didn't know how I was even going to begin revising this story and I just puked out that bs. Anyways. I keep looking at that comment and it keeps making me laugh.
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After everything was said and done, everyone regrouped at North's workshop. Apparently Toothiana and Sandy had gone off to attend to their own respective jobs, which was really interesting. They both gave me quick introductions and a play-by-play of what they do - although, Sandy had Jack translating for me. I couldn't seem to quite keep up with those sand-like images that rapidly popped above Sandy's head. Toothiana seemed very . . . off though. Her smile looked almost forced and she seemed like she was going to cry at any moment. She was especially attentive to me, more attentive than when I first woke up after having been attacked at Pitch's lair.
Speaking of which, the bandage seemed to be loosening up. I looked down and instinctively ripped the bandage away, exposing, well . . .clear skin.
"Nature!" North gasped. "I, I am almost certain I had stitched your wound up." He leaned down and examined my side. "I am also certain that the spear head would have left a rather nasty scar. Although this may just means that your healing abilities are advanced. This is good, will prove to be handy in battles, yes?" I shrugged in response; truth be told I had hoped I didn't have to go through something like that again. It was pure luck that I had managed to make the kind of impact I did on that small fight.
Jack smiled widely. "It doesn't hurt anymore does it?" I shook my head. It kind of stopped hurting a while ago. "Good, I'm glad you, uhm, you're okay." He looked to the side, refusing to make eye contact, but I could only smile at him.
"Thank you guys, for caring I mean. It really means a lot to me." Everyone smiled at me in return, but Tooth looked like she was ready to burst into tears. She flew over to me and shakily wrapped her arms around me, her shoulders bobbing and she let out a sob. This gesture immediately alerted me that something really wasn't right. I hugged her back and whispered soothing words. That only seemed to make her cry more. "Are you okay? Tooth, please tell me what's wrong." I whispered into her feathers.
She released her tight grip and wiped her tears away. "I, I found something of yours." I perked up at that. Had I lost something? I was about to question her but she continued. "I told you that I collect teeth that hold memories, right?" I nodded. "Well, I found your box. The ones with all your teeth. It's just, well I really intended on giving it to you but when I touched it, for some reason, your box showed me your memories. And, and Nature, I'm just, I'm so sorry-y-y-y." She choked out the last part.
Everyone stared at us from the railings of North's workshop, extremely worried looks were present on all their faces. My heart quickened as I looked back to Tooth, who was now holding said box in her hands. Which were outstretched . . .towards me.
The box wasn't really a box; it was a unique shape, kind of like a half of a cylinder. Neat little designs danced around it and on the side was a picture of a girl. That girl looked extremely familiar but I didn't know why. I felt like I had seen her before but at the same time it's like I never met her. I guess it was at that time that Toot might have realized that I hadn't really seen my full reflection before so she pointed to a full length mirror on a nearby wall. After a once-over, I settled on my facial features. They were the exact same as the girl's on the box. My eyes were every shade of green imaginable, with a hint of gold towards the middle, and my hair was every shade of brown, but the girl on the box had different color eyes as well as hair. I subconsciously touched my face as I turned and reached for the box.
I held it in my hands, staring at it for a minute before I brought my fingertips to graze across the flat top. When I did so a bright light enveloped me.
As reality faded away, a whole new sight took over.
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Okay, so I know this is a super short chapter and it kinda probably feels like I rushed things but I wrote these SUPER awesome memory feels things for this character to kind of give a little bit of a background and I really wanted to dish it out.
Up next: A trip down memory lane!
Until next chapter~
