Fenrir watched calmly as Celsius summoned monster after monster, attacking and killing them one by one. She was mad. No, she was fuming. Any madder and she might have melted from the heat of her anger.

Is something wrong, mistress?

"No. I'm fine." Celsius said, her eyes not straying from the monster in front of her. She jumped up and landed in front of the monster while hitting the floor, using an Ice Spear attack. The monster vanished, as another one took its place. Celsius then went after that one.

Then am I to think that you are training for fun?

"Yes. Is that so hard to believe?" Celsius said as she went after the next monster. Fenrir chose not to answer her question.

Fenrir decided to wait until Celsius took a break before saying anything. Finally, his chance came minutes later as Celsius, breathing and sweating heavily, took a rest. She plopped down upon the floor of the spirit realm, resting upon her back.

Does this training of yours have anything to do with the human who came into the cave?

"Why do you think that?" Celsius said, her voice sounding offended. Fenrir chose to not answer this question too.

Why did you get so annoyed? He was merely paying you a compliment.

"Merely paying a compliment? He was trying to charm his way out as if I was some dumb human girl!" Celsius cried, getting up with an accusing stare at Fenrir.

You saw through his attempt yet still got annoyed. It would be best if you were able to control your emotions better.

"Look, I'm not as old as Undine or Birth, so don't blame me if I can't do it as well as them!" Celsius said in an annoyed voice.

I'm sure you would have done better had you more experience. Perhaps it would be best if we were to try meditating everyday to help calm you…

"Yeah…" Celsius grumbled. "You're probably—"

Celsius stopped talking as she suddenly realized something. She glared at Fenrir.

"Oh no…You're trying to get me to start meditating again! I'm not doing it!"

And then, she went back to training, Fenrir watching. Well, it had been worth a try.


Zelos woke up with a shiver. Wait, when did he go to sleep? He didn't remember.

He groggily opened his eyes halfway, his vision blurry.

"Are you awake now?" Zelos' eyes shot wide open at the sound of Celsius' voice. His gaze went to the summon spirit, who was leaning against the wall on the opposite side of the room, arms crossed. She had a slightly annoyed look on her face, her fingers drumming upon her arm. "You humans sleep like the dead."

"Why…were you waiting for me? I didn't know you enjoyed my company that much!" Zelos said, knowing that he was digging his grave. Yet to his surprise, after a few moments passed, no kick or slap came towards him. Instead, he found Celsius with a strained smile on her face, her hands gripping her arms very tightly.

"No, I was just came here waiting for you wake up so I could free you from here." Celsius said. However, her face showed that she was regretting that decision very much.

Inwardly, Zelos did a little victory dance. He was going to be FREE! Then, he smirked. Well…there couldn't be any harm in flirting a little more, could there?

"Oh, that's such a pity. It's really quite nice waking up and seeing your beautiful face." Zelos said, putting on a dazzling smile.

He enjoyed watching Celsius' face grow slightly darker with anger as she gripped her arm even harder.

"Oh…that's nice…" She said as if the words were being forced from her mouth. Zelos could tell that she really wanted to say something else. Zelos smiled, and went on.

"You know… if you really don't want me to leave, just tell me. I'll willingly stay with you. There's no need to stall, my sweet hunny."

Zelos watched as she closed her eyes in an attempt to calm herself.

SMACK! WHOOSH! BAM!

Zelos felt himself hit the floor, ice spears sprouting all around him. His whole body was in pain, especially his back. And to think that he used to think that Sheena's slaps were hard. Nope. He decided that a summon spirit who smacks and then picks up and slams him on the ground was much more dangerous than Sheena. Especially when that summon spirit moved so fast that he didn't even see her, much less have time to protect him.

"Ouch…" He whined, clutching his side.

"Aw…I'm touched that you'd be willing to stay here. I think I'll take you up on that offer." He heard Celsius said in that sugary voice of hers. Then, he heard her disappear with the sparkle.

He never would learn, would he? Maybe he should try getting on her good side. Then again, how was one to get on the good side of Celsius?

A grumble from his stomach interrupted his thoughts. He opened his eyes and carefully got up, making sure not to touch the ice spears. Then, he took off his backpack and took an apple out. Even if he was stuck in this cave, at least he had the supplies to survive.


Fenrir watched as Celsius came back, immediately summoning monsters. Had the dog been able to smirk, he would've.

Training again, mistress?

"Yes. I find training helpful in the process of relieving stress." Celsius said in a hard tone, going after the first monster. As she attacked it, she added, "And no, I do not want to try meditating."

Fenrir smiled. She knew him too well. So instead, he tried a different subject to talk about.

Lost control of your emotions again, mistress?

When Celsius didn't answer, he continued talking.

So…how long are you going to keep him in there?

"Until he shrivels up from starvation and dehydration." Celsius muttered with a dark glare at the monster in front of her.

Would you really let that happen?

"I couldn't care less if he died!" Celsius said. She hit the next monster rather severely. In fact, it died in one hit.

If you say so…

"You don't believe me?" Celsius accused. Fenrir decided to avoid the question.

You know…the human probably won't probably survive the night…

Celsius stopped for a moment, his words sinking in. Then, she went on fighting.

"So what's your point?" Celsius said, her face schooled into an ice cold look as she fought the next monster. Fenrir felt slightly proud at this. Even if she couldn't control her emotions, she was at least able to control her facial expressions. Well, most of the time.

I'm just reminding you, nothing more.

Fenrir watched with satisfaction as Celsius' expression grew darker.


AN: Huh...is it me, or is Celsius acting a lot like Sheena? Anyway...if anyone has any suggestions on what could happen, please tell me ! Also, if I made any grammar mistakes, please tell me! English was never my best subject, so it's kind of hard for me to spot these things...