Free Guy: A Whole New World

Chapter 4 - In the Air Tonight

Author's Note: I usually don't update this quickly, but I feel like continuing every time I see signs of people reading/enjoying this story. So like earlier, I just want to say thank you again and I deeply appreciate the positive reception you've given me. I also hope (still) that by now, you've heard what happens already in the movie whether by seeing it or just looked up spoilers yourself.

Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to this movie. That goes to Disney/Fox. I only own this story, any OCs, etc. and the song lyrics in the following chapter belong to SONY/ATV Music Publishing.

Opening up the door to his friends' apartment, Mouser stretched his arms out while heading over to the couch. "Alright alright alright, Keys! I am going to take a nap on that couch to sleep off all that amazing food from the restaurant." He took off his shoes, and fully laid down on the comfortable furniture. "You two wake me up if y'all need to be alone for, uh… I don't know... game time or something."

"You are so lucky that she didn't hear you say that." Going over to the computer area and ignoring Mouser flipping him the bird, Walter sat at his desk so that he could begin his usual inspection of the game. "Ok, let's see here… high viewership as usual, no signs of hacking… wait, where is-"

"Let me guess, he's asleep on the couch again." Millie said in a dry and sarcastic tone, entering the room with her usual coffee drink. She took a seat at her desk but noticed that Keys seemed concerned about something. "What's wrong?"

Tapping a pen on the desk with his fingers, Walter gestured to his computer screen. "I just thought Guy'd still be active in the game right now. The day isn't halfway over yet and usually he's out with his security buddy or talking to Dude."

Millie scoffed and took a sip from her caffeinated drink before reminding her boyfriend that Guy could do whatever he wanted in the game. "It's not like we're his babysitters, Keys. He has his own life now to do whatever he wants in Free Life."

"Hey, you can't blame me for being worried now about the guy. He's kind of like our Mickey." Walter replied, giving a small shrug and returning to his diagnostics checking of their game. He then paused for a bit and turned his chair back towards Millie with a teasing grin, offering her the headset she usually wore to play. "So I'm guessing that you wouldn't like to enter the game for a bit just to make sure nothing too strange is happening with him?"

Millie rolled her eyes and ruffled Keys' hair around a little while shaking her head and pushing him back to his desk. "Guy is doing just fine without me in there. Trust me."

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I am totally not fine right now, thought Guy. He was pacing back and forth in the living room while Molotov was finishing up changing back into her outfit now that it was fully dry. What am I supposed to do when she has to leave again? Maybe I shouldn't even help her at all with-

"You ready to go, Guy?" The weapon-wielding avatar asked, giving one final tug at her straps as she excited the bathroom. Her appearance was pretty much the same as it usually was except the light shined off of her clothes more, like a thin aura of bright light was around her.

"Huh?" Guy turned back to look at Molotov Girl with a proud smile and confident nod. "Oh yeah… been ready! The swings aren't going to swings themselves." Molotov chuckled and slightly raised a brow while he took a moment to realize what he'd said as they walked out of the apartment. "I mean, they technically do but not really as much until someone goes on them. If that makes sense."

"You certainly always have a way with words," replied an amused Molotov, and started to continue walking until she noticed that Guy was not. "The park's this way, isn't it?"

To her surprise, a sly smile appeared on Guy's face. "Oh yeah, but we aren't going to walk all the way there. There's a new method of travel I like to use." Before she could ask what he meant, Molotov heard the sound of wings flapping and she could almost feel her mouth drop to the ground while Guy continued nodding.

"You want us to ride there on a dragon?" Even as the dark-skinned reptile landed right in front of them, she still couldn't believe this was actually happening. "H-how did you even… this must've been hard on the first try."

Ignoring the past memories in his mind of almost being burnt to a crisp on several occasions, Guy just chuckled and proceeded to pat the dragon on the back. "Oh, it's been like a piece of cake since day 1. Isn't that right, big guy?" The response he got was a loud growl, and Guy quickly brought his hand back to his side. "Well, ladies first."

Just as Molotov was about to reply to Guy, there were more flapping sounds arriving and she almost felt speechless after seeing another dragon land beside her, but in a more graceful manner.

"Don't tell me you've never went riding on an actual dragon before," teased Guy, while Molotov did a double take and looked up at her patiently awaiting white-skinned dragon.

Dy-na-na-na, na-na, na-na, ayy
Dy-na-na-na, na-na, na-na, ayy
Dy-na-na-na, na-na, na-na, ayy
Light it up like dynamite

"Uh not that I can recall," said the beautiful avatar, who began to walk carefully over to her dragon with an arm reached out slowly so that she could pet it. Once her hand had came in contact with its scales, the dragon let out an affectionate growl that brought a warm smile to Molotov's face. "But today feels like a good enough day as any to start."

'Cause I-I-I'm in the stars tonight

So watch me bring the fire and set the night alight

A few moments later, the two of them were now high up in the sky on their respective dragons. Both were letting out cries of excitement and also nervousness, with Molotov thinking about how incredible the experience felt.

Shining through the city with a little funk and soul

So I'ma light it up like dynamite, whoa (light it up like dynamite)

"Oh wow…" Molotov looked all around at the gorgeous view that was surrounding them, and when she locked eyes with Guy, the avatar could feel a rhythmic heartbeat playing inside her. Even the sky was changing several colors and having some of its clouds shaped into little hearts.

Then, a sly smile grew on her face as she challenged the smiling NPC to a race to the park's swingset. "And we are starting it right… NOW!"

Dy-na-na-na, na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na, life is dynamite

Shining through the city with a little funk and soul

So I'ma light it up like dynamite, whoa oh oh

"Alright, I see it how it is!" exclaimed Guy, laughing as Molotov had her dragon swiftly fly away from them and he patted his own dragon on its side. "Let's go then, big guy! Time to show 'em what - whoooaaaa!"

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"He… a dragon. He's riding a dragon with her. Both of them are doing a Game of Thrones ride thing right now." Walter blinked his eyes a couple times, almost at a loss for words from what he was now seeing in the game with Guy and Millie's avatar. "Mil, I thought you said that you weren't going to-"

But to his surprise, Millie was not at her computer with her headset playing the game. Instead, his girlfriend was peacefully wearing earbud headphones while watching an animated movie on her computer and eating some microwave popcorn out of a cereal bowl.

"Eh, someone probably just copied her look or something." suggested Mouser, who was still lying on the couch and watching a stream of the game from his phone. "This stuff happens to everyone. You ain't gotta be jealous over Blue Shirt Guy."

Keys turned his chair to look over at his friend with an unamused expression, and replied, "Seriously? It's a video game. Besides, if it ain't her that's playing, then there's nothing to worry about."

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After carefully hopping down from her with dragon, Molotov gave it a gentle rub along the side and said, "Thanks for that. Hopefully I'll see you around." Her response was an affectionate growl before it took a few steps back and flew off into the cloudy sky while Guy was now finishing his descent.

"See? No problem whatsoever," said Guy, hopping off of the dragon once it landed on the grass-covered ground. "Made it without a scratch."

While seeing his dragon try to catch up with hers, Molotov couldn't help but laugh at Guy's rather disheveled appearance. She walked over to a nearby Health Pack and brought it over to him. "You could definitely use this right now."

"What are you - ohhh, right," replied Guy, gratefully accepting it from her while she made her way to the swingset. Once his body healed up, he followed after her. "So did anything come to your mind yet?"

Taking her seat on the right swing, Molotov started to try remember any recent memories that explained her appearance at the beach. "I was running from… something." Quick memory flashes appeared in her thoughts that showed her lying down on a table, as well as fighting off several henchman. "Then I called out for you because… I was in trouble."

As she placed a gloved hand on her neck, Guy waited patiently on the swing next to her. "You weren't flying a plane or anything in the sky, were you? 'Cause I heard the sound of lighting a couple times, and after that is when I heard your voice."

'Let GO of ME!' She cried, trying to push herself out of the strong grasp that a few muscular thugs had on her. 'You won't be able to-'

'Oh, I think everything will work out JUST fine, sweetheart.' The person in front of her said, and he held up a prepared syringe. 'Time to start my home run.'

Then, a bright flash of light shined in Molotov's mind from out of nowhere, and all of a sudden she heard Guy crying out, "Whoa whoa whoa! Ok, Millie… do me a favor and take a very deep breath. And do. Not. Move."

The female avatar currently had her dagger raised up in the air and ready to strike it down upon Guy, similar to her attempt back when he'd followed her to the secret hideout. "Yeah. There we go, alright. Just gonna lower your hand. Rel - relax your - there we go." After bringing Molotov's arm down to her side, Guy turned his head to the side and noticed a familiar person watching them in confusion. "Officer Johnny!"

"Afternoon, Guy!" replied the now-smiling policeman, and he walked away while Guy looked back at Molotov with concern.

"Guy, I am… I'm so sorry about that," she said, with a saddened and almost horrified expression. "I just saw this really bright light from out of nowhere and then…"

Reaching out to wrap an arm around her shoulders, Guy began trying to comfort Molotov. "Hey it's alright. I'm fine, you are… yeah, it's fine. We can fix whatever is happening together. Ok?"

Feeling her stress levels go down to their normal rate, Molotov nodded and quietly continued to relax through breathing exercises while Guy held her close to him. "In and out. There we go. We'll be fine."

Near, far

Wherever you are

I believe that

My heart will go on

"Does that usually happen nowadays?" Molotov wondered, in regards to a trio of baby cupid statues suddenly appearing above the swingset.

Guy shook his head, and began shooing them away before turning his attention back to her. "Hey, I have an idea on what we could do next."

After hearing him say what it was, Molotov let out a nervous laugh and replied, "No way. We are definitely not going to do what you suggested. Nuh-uh. Absolutely not."