Mmph...
Colette: Huh? What's wrong?
Me: Writer's block.
Colette: Huh? For...
Me: EVERYTHING! GARGH! (Tears hair out).
Colette: I'm sure you'll be fine... Freakyanimegal owns nothing!
Me: Oh well...enjoy what I manage to write, please. n.n'
Senses and Thoughts
Warm.
It was cozy, cozy and warm. Soft fabric brushed against his skin and transferred the glorious warmth through his body.
Half-consciously he clung the blankets closer to his flesh, attempting to stay in one place as not to touch the cold sheets he
had not lain on through the night while trying to roll himself into the covers. The pillow smelt clean and fragrant against his
nose, the silken material like the kiss of heaven against his cheek. With a blissful sigh he snuggled into the soft barricade
further, a smile stretching onto his face.
"Uh...you awake?"
He barely heard the voice. Awake? No, not yet, hell with being awake, it was cold outside these covers. Frack that. Frack
the entire world. Nothing on Earth or Derris-Kharlan was going to get him out from under these covers, nothing was going
to break him from his peaceful, wonderful, glorious sleep-
...Sleep...?
HE WAS ASLEEP!?
Kratos jolted upright, holding the covers tightly in his hands to the point the knuckles had turned white, eyes wide in shock
and his bare arms seeming to scream from the sudden exposure to the cold around him. Hurriedly he looked around,
panicked. Where-!? This room- Where- What- How- He had been asleep? ASLEEP!? Impossible! He hadn't slept for
thousands of years! His thoughts came to a screeching halt at the sound of his stomach growling before they began to
race at an even more breakneck speed.
"...Kratos, are you okay-?"
He jolted his head to the side- who the hell-!? No! Think, darn it, calm down...it's just Lloyd, it's Lloyd, you're in an inn in
Flanior, the dwarf Altessa is in critical condition, Yuan tried to kill you, Mithos showed up and...you're a teenager. He
flinched again. Teenager...he'd turned back into a teenager. He looked down at his hands clutching the blanket, then up his
arms and down at the black shirt he had worn to bed. Lloyd's shirt, draped on a frame that was not quite as broad-
shouldered as his own, close to a man's, but still a boy's. An adolescent. He was a teenager...
"...Kratos-?"
"I- I'm sorry, Lloyd," he managed to cough, "I...was a little startled."
"Huh? About what?" he blinked.
"...I...haven't slept in four thousand years, I assume I was just a little...surprised."
"Oh- Wait, really?" Lloyd stared. "You...haven't slept in-!?"
"Do you remember when Colette lost her senses? Essentially, the only thing I've kept that is human besides my soul would
be my ability to speak. Feeling anything besides pain, sleeping, and eating have eluded me for centuries."
"...Really?" Lloyd asked, frowning.
Kratos nodded.
"Wait...I saw you eat during the journey-"
"I did not grow hungry and I could barely taste, but I could essentially eat."
"...You lived like that for HOW long?"
Kratos glanced at him.
"...Wow...I would've gone crazy,"
"..."
Kratos stomach gurgled. Both males stopped and slowly looked at the Seraph's stomach, the auburn-haired 'boy' bringing a
hand to his belly as if disbelieving what had just occurred. He was...hungry? That's was what this was? He hadn't...he
hadn't known hunger for so long he was confused at what it was for a moment. Wait! Did this mean he could taste? As in
truly taste? True, he could taste trace amounts of foods depending on how strong the flavor was, lemons were potent
enough, yet those damn tomatoes were as well... Then of course, there was the Professor's cooking while they were
passing through Triet... Even with his extremely dulled senses of taste, that meal was enough to cause him to have to
resort to magic to heal himself. He shuddered at the thought of what the others had to experience tasting Raine's
'dishes'...
"Heh heh," Lloyd grinned.
"What?" Kratos looked at him.
"Well, you're hungry now, aren't you?"
"...I...suppose I am," Kratos said, unable to stop from sounding bewildered.
"Well, we're up early, let's get some breakfast,"
Kratos began to say something then stopped.
"...Early? You?"
"H-hey! What do you mean by that-!?"
"What time is it?"
"It's like six-thirty-"
"And YOU got up at six-thirty," Kratos said slowly, skeptical.
"...W-well..." Lloyd fidgeted, "...I..."
"...You had a nightmare, didn't you?"
Lloyd visibly flinched.
"W-what? How did you-?"
"I had many myself, after...that," Kratos stated.
"...Oh..."
"...Breakfast..." the angel muttered, "that sounds..."
Lloyd looked at him.
"...Lovely," Kratos smiled slightly.
Lloyd broke out into a wide grin, forgetting the nightmare which had indeed woken him.
"Okay then! They got a kitchen downstairs, let's go!"
"Are you not going to wait for your friends?"
"They're probably still sleeping for at least a few more minutes..." Lloyd said, "the Professor doesn't like getting up early,
and Colette hasn't been able to sleep for a while so-"
"Believe me, I understand," Kratos nodded, "..."
"...Kratos-?"
"Well," Kratos slid out of bed wearing Lloyd's sleepwear, "I'll throw on that appalling jacket of yours and we'll be off then?"
"Hey-! Don't insult my outfit-!"
Kratos raised an eyebrow. He actually knew what 'appalling' meant?
"I'm not quite sure what that word is, but I know it's not nice!"
Okay...moving on...
"Heh," Kratos smirked.
Lloyd pouted a bit as Kratos reluctantly grabbed 'his' clothes. Though at the same time he was rather rapid in his process
of getting ready. Breakfast...and he was actually hungry, and he could probably ACTUALLY taste! Like maybe a pancake,
smothered with butter, and some bacon- GODS yes, bacon! When was the last time he had some of that succulent dish?
He was so into his thoughts he didn't realize the smile that had stretched over his face, but he caught it all to well when he
realized Lloyd was gaping at him.
"...What?" he glared, his voice like ice.
"Are you...smiling-?"
"So what if I was?" he hissed.
"...I don't know if I should laugh or be scared..." Lloyd mused.
Kratos wasn't listening, however, he had already made a beeline for the door. Lloyd pouted and followed the shorter
swordsman downstairs into the small cafeteria the inn held. Nobody was there yet, though the kitchen was in fact open.
Kratos didn't mind, in fact, he preferred it like that. There was a piping hot pot of coffee next to some danishes already set
out. Now, Kratos had inhuman speed to begin with yet Lloyd was still unnerved at the blur that was (bizarrely) his father
as he poured himself a mug of coffee and took a deep, rather loud slurp of it that went on so long Lloyd wondered if he
downed the whole thing in one go.
"Ah..." Kratos said in contentment as he brought down the cup, "Skafal, merutu."
Though Lloyd didn't have a clue, Kratos had in fact said 'Good morning, beautiful' in angelic, regardless, he got the hint that
his father liked his coffee.
"...What?"
"Huh-? Wha-? I wasn't staring-!" Lloyd blurted.
"..."
Kratos turned and slurped his coffee again, smiling softly.
"Mm..." he hummed to himself.
"Let's see..." Lloyd said, trying to change the topic, "they got some fruit, some danishes, some bacon-"
"Where?" Kratos said so abruptly he almost dropped his coffee.
"...You like bacon?" Lloyd blinked.
Kratos kept a straight face even though on the inside he was fighting the urge to run over, grab the bacon, swallow it,
then smack Lloyd around with a piece of toast for asking such a stupid question.
"I...take that as a yes...?"
Within a few minutes they were seated with their meals, besides the fact Lloyd barely ate anything seeing as he was too
busy watching his father politely, yet quite speedily, eat everything he could possibly get to fit on the one plate he had.
"Uh..."
Kratos was in a euphoria. Bacon! Eggs! Toast! Jam! Pancakes! He'd forgotten how amazingly BEAUTIFUL everything could
taste! How AMAZING everything dealing with taste was! THOUSANDS of years and he had actually not truly missed this?!
Maybe Lloyd was right, maybe he HAD gone insane...either then or now he wasn't quite certain, nor did he care, the only
thing that mattered is he had finished his third cup of coffee...which he immediately refilled and began to ingest again.
"Isn't that like, your fourth cup-?"
Kratos glared at him.
"...What of it?" he spat.
"Uh...n-nothing, but isn't that bad for you-?"
Kratos' glare intensified.
"Nevermind!"
"Good, now pass me the boysenberry syrup,"
"What the...?"
They looked to the entrance to find Genis gaping at them- or rather, Kratos- Colette covering her mouth and Raine raising
an eyebrow so high it almost hid in her hair. It was probably due to the fact that a mountain of breakfast food was before
Kratos and the mercenary in question currently had a mouth-full of sausage...while drinking coffee. He quickly swallowed
and placed the mug down, attempting to look like he was doing nothing other than what he would usually do...not that
that could help him any, now.
"Wow..." Genis stared, "you were...uh...hungry, huh?"
"...Perhaps," he said, glancing away.
"Wow! Kratos sure likes to eat a lot..." Colette giggled, smiling nervously, "just like Lloyd!"
The silence hammer bashed them again.
"Right," Raine said stiffly, "let's all just get fueled up and wait for the others."
"Y-yeah..." Lloyd nodded, "I hope there's some bacon left-"
"There's some left?" Kratos demanded, looking at the buffet.
"..." everyone stared.
"...Never mind that," the angel coughed, turning back to his meal.
Cautiously the group trailed off to get their breakfast, still glancing out of the corner of their eye at Kratos, who was busy
slurping down his (fifth) cup of coffee. Raine slid next to Lloyd and muttered a question into his ear, trying to be as silent as
possible.
"Is he...all right?" she muttered.
"Wh-? Oh..." Lloyd hushed his voice, "yeah, I think so, anyway..."
Raine looked at him a minute, her cool blue eyes seeming to bore into his features.
"...Professor?" Lloyd asked nervously.
"I'm sorry," she shook her head, "you look so much like him and he looks..."
"...A-ah..." Lloyd stammered, flushing a bit.
Colette sat down with her breakfast next to Kratos, who was cleanly yet rapidly downing a danish. He glanced up at her for
a second and she smiled nervously as he swallowed.
"...What is it?" he asked.
"...Um...well..." she fidgeted.
She looked at him again, taking in the eyes, the face, the expression he looked at her with.
"...You really do have the same face..." she mumbled.
"...I-"
Just then Lloyd sat down between them, smiling.
"So!" he said. "Did you sleep good last night, Colette?"
"H-huh? Oh, yes," she nodded, smiling apologetically.
"She actually slept, too," Genis said as he sat down, "the rune crest fixed her right up."
"Really? That's great!" Lloyd grinned.
"Hee hee," Colette giggled.
"All right, we need to eat and be prepared for the others," Raine said as she sat down, "after that we can discuss our next
course of action."
Kratos nodded and Lloyd frowned.
"Woah," Genis said.
"Huh?" Lloyd looked at him.
Genis looked at Kratos, a Lloyd with auburn hair in his face; then at Lloyd, a brunette Kratos with his hair stuck up defying
gravity. The half-elf looked between them and whimpered a bit.
"Uh...excuse me,"
Genis got up and walked across the room, taking deep breathes.
"Huh-? Genis, what's wrong?" Lloyd called.
"He's fine," Raine snapped, "just ignore it."
"...Could you pass the syrup?" Kratos asked hesitantly to Colette.
"H-huh? Oh! S-sure, here you go,"
The blond passed Kratos the bottle and then gasped when Kratos smiled at her.
"Thanks-! Er...thank you," he said.
"Oop-!" she fell out of her chair.
"Colette, are you okay!?" Lloyd cried.
"I'm fine!" she yelped.
"...I...I apologize-" Kratos started.
"...Never, ever do that again," Lloyd said, his eye twitching.
"Colette, are you sure you're right?" Raine asked.
"I-I'm fine!" she said, getting back on her chair.
Kratos silently went back to his dish as the group stared at him. What was with him? Tripping? Blushing? SMILING? Then of
course all his other peculiar behavior...
"Hm...I wonder, could this be an after-affect of the furkiol...?" Raine muttered.
"Hm?" Kratos looked at her.
"Marvelous...absolutely marvelous!" Raine's eyes lit up.
"RUN KRATOS! RUN!" Lloyd cried.
Kratos didn't need to be told twice. He sprang to his feet and made a break for the door, but Raine grabbed him by the
ribbon as her sibling had done not twenty-four hours previously.
"Gah-!" Kratos grunted.
"Oh no you don't! Look, I just need a blood sample-"
"Professor, please, you-" Kratos stammered.
Raine procured a scapel from somewhere and removed one of Kratos' gloves, nicking his finger.
"Ugh-! Raine-!"
"HOLD STILL!" Raine snapped, then collected a drop in a small vial.
"Let me go-"
"AHAHAH!" Raine cried, releasing him and oogling the few drops in the vial. "MARVELOUS! OH I MUST STUDY THIS AT ONCE!"
With that Raine cackled and dashed for the door.
"I'll be back in a few minutes don't misbehave bye!" she said as she ran out.
Everyone left in the room dotted.
"...I never imagined becoming a test subject," Kratos said.
"I'm just glad she didn't eye me..." Lloyd shuddered.
"Woah, what happened?" Genis asked, having walked back over. "Did Raine-?"
"Yep," Colette flushed.
"Oh no...geez, I'm sorry, Kratos..."
"It's fine, it didn't hurt much," Kratos said, examining the small cut.
The young mage sighed.
"Sis...she just worries me sometimes..." he groaned.
"Hmph," Kratos replied.
"So..." Lloyd trailed, "...once the others get here, what do you think we should do?"
"Huh?" Colette looked at him.
"I mean, I just want your guys' opinion first..." he trailed.
"You should postpone this for when the others arrive," Kratos stated, "there's something you all need to know before you
make any further decisions."
"'You all'?" Lloyd raised an eyebrow.
"...Yes, what of it?"
"You mean 'we', right?" Lloyd smiled.
"...We-?"
"You're part of the group too, duh!" Lloyd said. "Whether you like it or not!"
"It's true," Colette nodded, smiling apologetically, "you are...kinda."
"Pretty much," Genis agreed, "I can't see you leaving us now."
Kratos fidgeted.
"...By the way..." Genis trailed.
"Hm?" Kratos looked at him.
"...You SURE you won't put your hair up?"
Kratos glared.
"No."
"Hair up?" Lloyd blinked.
"Back at Altessa's, we were trying to see if he looked like you with his hair up..." Colette told him.
Lloyd froze.
"DOES he?"
"If any of you even CONSIDER-" Kratos warned.
"I'll hold him down!" Lloyd said.
"Don't you DARE-! LLOYD!"
Now of course, during any normal circumstances there'd be now way in hell Lloyd could actually hold Kratos still in one
place. This, however, was nothing near 'normal'. Due to Lloyd's 'condition' and Kratos being reverted to a seventeen year
old, it was not only possible but nigh easy.
"O-oh no-!" Colette cried. "W-we shouldn't-!"
"Put me down right this instant-!!"
Lloyd grinned.
"C'mon Genis, do it!"
"Got it!" Genis said, acquiring a comb from the bag Raine had left by the table.
"Genis, I swear, if you touch that thing to my head I'll-"
"I'll take my chances," the mage grinned.
"Why you little-" Kratos snarled.
"Just shush and hold still, you can put it back right afterward!" Lloyd said.
"NO-"
The comb made contact with his hair, succeeding in causing him to struggle harder to no avail in Lloyd's grasp as the young
half-elf styled the Seraph's locks in the fashion of his best friend, all the while the disgruntled swordsman snapped out
rapid protests. After what seemed like an eternity of protests, flails, snags of hair and snickers Genis drew back to admire
his handy work-
"Holy CRAP!" he shouted.
Lloyd was so shocked he released him.
"There, NOW are you satisfied?!" Kratos spat at them, clearly beyond irritated.
"Guys, the others are here-"
Raine stopped dead in her tracks, gaping like an idiot. She was shortly followed by the Tethe'allan part of their group, who
stopped and stared as well. Zelos, however, took it a bit further.
"Holy crap! Bud! You got back to normal! How'd you do th- tha- tha...t...?"
Zelos had spotted what he first thought was the normal, teenage Lloyd, then spotted the 'adult' Lloyd standing right
behind the first 'Lloyd'. He stared a second before he realized that the 'young' Lloyd had a dark auburn head of hair, and
certainly was never that mad looking without shouting.
"...Uh..." Lloyd trailed, "...hey, guys?"
"HOLY SWEET BANANA TEA WITH A MANGO ON TOP!!" Zelos cried.
"KRATOS!?" Sheena gasped.
"...Disturbing," Presea reported.
"I must say I agree..." Regal gaped.
"There, now that everyone's had their fun," Kratos huffed, attempting to muss his hair back into its original style, "I'd
suggest we stop gawking and get down to business."
Apparently they didn't hear him, seeing as they continued to stare.
"...How is Altessa?"
"Huh-? Oh! Yeah, he pulled through, some dude's from Mizuho are watching him," Zelos said.
"Oh, that's good," Lloyd smiled, "...so what do we do now?"
"I can help with that," Kratos said as he messed with his hair, "there is something vital to completely your goal of uniting
the worlds that you must...know...about."
The last few words were rather strained as he finally got his hair back to normal. He gave a small smirk of satisfaction and
began to talk again when suddenly his hair sprang up into the previous position. He slowly closed his mouth and his eye
twitched as everyone resisted snickers. Kratos snorted and then attempted to flatten his hair more forcibly...
SPROING!
...Only to have it spring up again.
"...What...in the name of mana..." Kratos hissed slowly.
"Woah, Genis! What'd you put in his hair?" Lloyd stared.
"Huh? I didn't put anything in his hair! I just used this comb!"
"THAT comb?" Raine paled.
"Yeah-...sis...what's wrong?"
Raine snatched the comb and looked it over, covering her mouth as she flushed.
"...What was on that comb?" Kratos asked icily.
"Uh...w-well..." she coughed, "I was attempting to invent a comb that would inject a kind of...instant dissolving shampoo,
into your hair while you combed. You see, just in case I didn't have time to shower...the thing is, the 'shampoo' I developed
is rather...viscous, and it doesn't quite dissolve very quickly."
"...Meaning...?" Zelos asked.
"It's like glue and it doesn't wear off for about five hours," she said.
The grew quiet.
"Woah, y'mean his hair is gonna be stuck like that for five hours?" Zelos jabbed a thumb at Kratos.
"Well...yes,"
"Y'mean we're going to have a scarier version of Lloyd walking around?" Genis asked.
"Pretty much,"
"...OKAAAAAAY..." Sheena trailed
Everyone backed up about a foot from Kratos.
"No one make eye contact!" Zelos shouted.
Kratos was shaking violently, taking deep breaths as he attempted to calm down.
"Uh...D-Kratos? Are you okay?" Lloyd said.
"I'm...fine..." Kratos said through gritted teeth, then took a final deep breath, "...all right, all of you make yourselves
comfortable. I need to tell you about the Eternal Sword."
"The Eternal Sword?" Lloyd asked.
Kratos nodded.
"It's a sword crafted by Origin, Yggdrasill used its power to split the world in two,"
"Wait, so if that's how he did it..." Raine trailed.
"Then that must mean if we get it when can put it back!" Genis said.
Kratos nodded.
"Exactly," he stated.
"Eternal Sword...? Wait! Wasn't that that thing in the tower?" Lloyd asked. "The purple thing that was stuck in the ground?
Was that the Eternal Sword?"
"Come to think of it, I do remember seeing something like that..." Regal said.
"What? That's ridiculous! No one would leave something THAT important in a place like that!" Zelos scoffed.
"Regardless, it is the Eternal Sword," Kratos said, "that blade is the key to your goals."
"...But?" Colette asked, frowning.
"...Only half-elves are capable of wielding it,"
"Well, that's no problem! Raine or Genis-"
"Lloyd, are you crazy?" Genis scoffed.
"I doubt Genis or I could handle a sword," Raine stated.
"What? But-"
"There is a way for a human to wield the sword," Kratos spoke up again, "but in order to do that we must obtain Aionis,
which unfortunately can only be found on Derris-Kharlan."
"What? But we were just there! How come you didn't-?" Sheena started.
"I was about to lead you to it before I passed out," Kratos said disdainfully, "unfortunately, when I came to again I was not
in a position to aid you in that manner."
"Oh...well that sucks," Genis said.
"So we have to go back?"
"That's another problem," Kratos said, "Mithos will have no doubt increased security. I doubt we will be able to re-enter
Derris-Kharlan without being captured."
"So...what do we do?" Colette asked.
"...As far as I see it, we have two options," Kratos said, "one, we could look for Yuan, he may know of a way to bypass the
security. Two, we could perform a quick and powerful raid. Get in, get what we need, and then get out. Though we may not
have enough time to get the furkiol too, after all, we need it if Lloyd is-...What?"
Everyone was staring at him like idiots.
"...What did I say?" Kratos asked coldly.
"W-when you said Lloyd...it's just kind of weird, because you look just like him, and you were sounding just like him right
there so..." Genis stammered nervously.
"I can't take much more of this!" Zelos cried, bashing his head against the table.
"Well, all things considered, it would be best to see if we could locate Yuan," Raine said as she crossed her arms, "the
second alternative just seems too risky."
"Where would we find him, though?" Lloyd asked.
"...I think I have an idea," Kratos said after a minute.
"Really?"
Kratos nodded.
"Yes," he trailed a bit, "you all should finish breakfast first before we leave."
"Great! I'm starving!" Zelos said.
Kratos eyed Zelos a minute before he headed for the door.
"Huh? Where are you going?" Colette asked.
"...Just out, I'll be back in a minute or two,"
Kratos headed outside and Raine almost stopped him to question the behavior before Lloyd stopped her. He had a feeling
what it was his father was doing and felt it best he was left his time. Kratos pushed open the door to the outside world
and flinched at the cold air that rushed to meet his face. The ex-Seraph inhaled deeply and then smiled to himself.
Cold air always seemed fresher than warm air, or at least, that was how he remembered it. Slowly he stepped out into the
sunlight and closed the door behind him as the light fell onto his face. It was warm, really warm considering how the frigid
cold was biting at his cheeks. He brought his hands up to his cheeks and rubbed them and his breath escaped in a vapor.
Wonderful. It was so wonderful to feel everything again... Another smile invaded his features and stretched so it was
almost a grin as he felt the crunch of the icy beneath him vibrate up through his legs and his feet become enveloped in the
cold. Strange...what else could he feel that he hadn't? Maybe if they went somewhere warmer he could put his feet in the
water and feel the current around his toes... Oh! Or maybe better yet, if they could find a beach he could walk on the sand!
The sand always felt so good under his feet- or...that's how he remembered it at least. He swallowed and still tasted the
trace amounts of bacon and coffee in his mouth, almost laughing with delight.
He breathed out to see the vapor his breath made, then degloved one hand to run his fingers through the warm mist of his
air. Mist felt weird too...
SPLAT!
Kratos froze, his eyes wide in shock at the clod of snow that had just pelted the side of his face. Freezing water slid down
into his shirt and his eye twitched from the flecks of ice slipping through the protection of its lids. He whirled his head
around to see Lloyd and Genis staring at him a fair distance away. The two males gaped at Kratos like idiots before
instantly pointing at one another, still gaping at Kratos as if he had grown another head.
"...Which one of you threw that?" he hissed darkly.
"LLOYD DID IT-!"
"No I didn't-!"
"Lloyd, we all know Genis doesn't have aim that precise,"
"Exactly! Lloyd did it!" Genis cried, making a break for it.
"Hold on!" Lloyd grabbed the back of his shirt. "You're the one who told me to do it-!"
"HAH! See, he admitted it! Lemme go-!!" the half-elf panicked.
"Why you little-!" Lloyd snarled.
SPLAT!
"..." Lloyd blinked, clearing some of the snow off his eyes.
"...You deserved that," Kratos stated simply, wiping the snow off his hands.
"Oh that is so it!!" Lloyd snapped.
Genis watched in a daze as Lloyd- who looked like Kratos, and Kratos- who looked like Lloyd, began to throw snow at one
another. Surprisingly, Kratos was very good at it. Something about the way he threw, ducked and scooped snow gave
Genis the distinct feeling that at one time in his life, the angel was an accomplished snowball warrior.
"HAH!" Lloyd laughed after hitting Kratos in the gut. "How's THAT-? MMPH-!!"
"Hah," Kratos smirked, having nailed Lloyd right in the mouth.
"BLEGH!" Lloyd spat out the snow. "G-geez! That was harsh!"
"Blame your fate," Kratos stated simply.
"Ow..." Lloyd rubbed his jaw.
"You brought it upon yourself," Kratos stated, "why did you throw that first one anyway?"
"I...didn't think it'd actually hit you," Lloyd admitted, "I was just trying to get your attention."
"...I see," the 'teen' muttered.
"...Your lips are turning blue again," Lloyd pointed.
"Oh? Are they?" Kratos frowned. "...I'm cold again...heh..."
He closed his eyes and smiled softly.
"W-woah-! ...Why are you smiling?!" Lloyd asked.
"Hm?" Kratos looked at him. "...Because...I can, I suppose."
He flinched. Because he could? He could taste, he could feel, he could sleep...he enjoyed them all immensely simply
because he could. ...He could smile, too, couldn't he? Then he could...also grin. So he did, causing Lloyd to almost go into
cardiac arrest on the spot.
"I apologize, Lloyd," he said as he grinned, "I'm...not myself today. It's a nice improvement, isn't it?"
So he took advantage of Lloyd's moment of shock by throwing another snowball at him.
"Isn't it a great day?" Kratos sighed in contentment, still grinning.
Lloyd twitched. Oh no, Kratos had totally lost it.
...Though it didn't seem to be that bad a thing, really...
...Still creepy.
"You're being oddly silent," Kratos mused.
"Hmph," Lloyd snorted.
Both of them stared at each other in horror.
"...ARGH! I NEED TO GET BACK TO NORMAL!" Lloyd cried, clutching his head.
"..." Kratos blanched, "...y-yes...you're...that's probably for the best."
Lloyd moaned and Kratos could only twitch as one thought kept coming back at him:
'I hope I can sneak some popcorn later...'
Yeeeeeessssss Kratos, enjoy yourself, yeeeeeeeeesssss...
Colette: They're acting weird...I think I'm a little worried.
Me: Oh no, don't be worried. X3 Eheheheheehh...
Colette:...Now I know I am...review please?
