Let's keep this trainwreck going and see if Peach can explain what's it like to be a decent person!
Side note: This chapter is where Antasma starts to *Chirp* *Click* and other bat related noises!
[Antasma]
Antasma could only frown at Peach, not quite understanding. Com...pas.. sion? What in the Dream World is that?
"Vhat's Compassion?" He had asked, being completely honest to the Princess. Never in his life had he ever heard the word, or the very least never slowed down to listen to anybody. Tilting his head to the right, Antasma watched Peach's own confusion grew. Apparently his question was an odd one, judging by her mouth dropping a little and her shoulders slumping.
"Uuh… Well," Started the Peach, glancing around the Dreamy Realm as if hoping for it to suddenly provide her with the best answer. "Compassion… Hm, Compassion means that you feel the pain of others. Whether it be physical or emotional, and you grow concern for their well beings. When you do someone bad to a person you too will feel bad."
Peach gave the King of Bats a hopeful smile, hands clasped together over her chest. Antasma blinked once, twice then made a face.
"ECK! I hate it SCREEP, how do I get rid of it?!" He said flatly, crossing his arms. Peach's eyebrows knitted together in worry and started to fidget. Oh, he didn't like that… Antasma narrowed his eyes and leaned forward slightly. " Skee, Princess, is this permanent?"
"I… well, I-... I do believe so..." She stammered out, quite intimidated. There was a twang of guilt and Antasma had to relax his features before it disappeared.
Sighing heavily, Antasma turned to the side to think. There has to be a way to remove this 'compassion' in his chest! How can he rightfully rule when he can barely stop himself from keeling over in painful guilt! However… Deep down, he knew there is no way to undo a wish that came from the Dream Stone. Once you wish something, that's it. No more requests from the magical tencho colored stone. Perhaps if someone was to use the power of the Dream Stone to undo Peach's wish then it would be possible to remove this compassion. Hmm… But, who would wish for the Bat King?
...No one, no one will.
Suddenly, Antasma felt so alone. The thought made his shoulders slide down and hang his head a little. Sure he once he had brothers and sisters, however thanks to his unusual diet in his younger years, Antasma has evolved into something greater than a simple Dreamy Batty. Antasma is one of a kind, and for awhile he didn't mind it, he had more important things to do. Now? He's the only one of his kind.
"Uhm, A-Antasma…?" Antasma blinked, turning his head and looked back at Peach. She had a look of concern and that worry is directed towards him. He had to chuckle dryly, less than a month ago, her life was on the line thanks to him and now here she was worried about him.
He can not understand it…
"No, *Cheep* I'm not." He said truthfully, his head spinning a little at his realization. He then laughed dryly "Perhaps vill never be."
There was silence. Peach's frown deepen, seemingly sad. Good then maybe she will understand. Before Peach could do or say anything, Antasma suddenly perked up. His rather large ears twitching as he glanced up, as if hearing something… or someone. He then held up a hand, his middle finger pressed firmly on his thumb, "I do believe it is morning for you, Princess. *Chiiiir* It's time to vake up..."
There was a flash of confusion before she realized what he mean. She held out a hand, as if to stop him "Wha- W-wait a seco-!"
Antasma snapped his fingers loudly and the image of Dreamy Peach instantly shattered. He watched the pieces fall to the ground then dissolve into mist. Only when all of the pieces disappeared into the Dream World's surroundings did Antasma let out a shaky breath. Randomly picking a path, the King of Bats started to float away. No doubt that peach is going to tell Dreambert about their little exchange. Antasma sneered at the thought of clashing with Dreambert AGAIN.
Hm… Antasma wondered how he was doing. He last time he saw the Princely Pi'llo was when they were clashing at Neo Bowser Castle. Antasma's lips pulled back into a dreadful snarl, both he and Browser could had have it all and yet… Antasma sighed, stopped and stared up at the endless sky of the Dream World. He watched the clouds swirl and danced, Antasma could only wonder to himself…
'Vhat now?'
He was alone, no allies nor siblings to return to. Antasma bets that everyone in the Pi'illo Kingdom hates his guts so leaving the Dream World was out of the question. The Dream Stone is out of his reach, probably heavily guard or something. To be alone, is far more frightening than any battle.
The King of Bats wrapped himself up with his cloak, desiring something to comfort him. Closing his eyes, Antasma could only wonder the Dream World, once again until a deep sleep took hold of him…
Or the very least until something interesting occurs, but Antasma doubts that will ever happens.
[Peach]
Peach woke up with a start, jolting up in her bed. She blinked a few times, her eyes stringin against the bright world around her.
"My Word!" Said a very familiar voice, Peach turned her head to look at the owner of said voice. It was Toadsworth, dressed in his formal attire. "Princess are you ok?"
Princess Peach looked around the room, almost hoping there was a mass of colors and swirls. No, just the plan color of pale yellow walls of the hotel everyone slept in. Her eyes glanced at the door, seeing both Mario and Luigi were awake. They too seem to be a little worried, their suitcases resting on the ground and ready to approach the Princess if they felt needed.
"I…" Started Peach, holding her hands over her heart, "I think…. I think I meet Antasma in my dreams…"