Epilogue

The sand by the lake was warm and calm, just perfect for sitting and writing. Eosinophil had taken off her knee-high boots and rolled up her pant legs, enjoying the feel of the sand between her toes. She braced her back against a tree, and her book against her legs. Sticking her tongue out slightly, she jotted down a few words.

From a distance, U-1146 and AE-3803 watched their friend. It was a pleasant day in the bone marrow. The young erythroblasts were playing in the Erythrocyte Academy, while myeloblasts were sparring at the Immune Cell Training Ground. There were no major threats at the moment. They could simply relax.

It had been a while since Eosinophil had found her book. White Blood Cell was very happy for his friend.

While he was watching, he saw a small group of neutrophilic myelocytes walking along the beach, joined by an eosinophilic myelocyte. As they walked, they saw Eosinophil sitting under the tree and went over to her.

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"Big Sister, Big Sister, what are you doing here?"

Eosinophil looked up. In front of her were three neutrophilic myelocytes and an eosinophilic myelocyte. They were all very young and very small. The eosinophilic myelocyte was the smallest, her pink t-shirt extremely baggy on her little frame, and her brown hair tied into two little pigtails. The tallest neutrophilic myelocyte was a full head taller than the eosinophilic myelocyte, with a lanky frame and hair so fluffy and long it would have put both 2626 and 4989 to shame with how unruly it was and how much of his face it covered. The other two neutrophilic myelocytes were in the middle height-wise. One had neatly combed hair, while the other had his hair buzzed short. All four myelocytes had slightly chubby cheeks, being so young.

Eosinophil blinked. They were all… so… cute…

"Big Sister?" the Eosinophilic myelocyte asked, shaking Eosinophil from her surprise.

"Oh, I- I'm just…" Eosinophil quickly closed her book, embarrassed that the young cells might see. Then, she remembered.

She remembered Basophil's note, about how she shouldn't be so scared to let others see what she wrote.

She remembered how much Backwards Cap-kun looked up to her on her journey to find the book.

She remembered how much she and 1146 looked up to Basophil-senpai, who always gently helped them with whatever they asked.

Eosinophil often thought lowly of herself. She was often awkward and timid. Even as a myelocyte, she felt weak.

But she was no longer a myelocyte. She was an adult now, and these little myelocytes were curious as to what she was doing. Just like she was curious what Basophil was doing so long ago.

Clearing her throat, she opened her book up again. "I was just writing some haikus."

"Haikus?" asked the tall, fluffy headed myelocyte, cocking his head.

"Yeah. They're a type of poem."

"Wow… poems?" The eosinophilic myelocyte looked up at her with sparkling eyes. Had she once looked at Basophil like this?

"Yeah. I can show you, if you like."

The little brown-haired myelocyte stared into Eosinophil's eyes with burning admiration. "Wow! Really? You'd really show us?"

"O-of course. Here. A haiku is split up into three lines of five syllables, seven syllables, then five syllables again…"

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"Oh my gosh, she's teaching the little myelocytes! That's so cute!"

White blood cell smiled. "You know, Basophil used to help us a lot like she's helping them now."

Red Blood Cell looked up at him. "He did?"

"Yes. We approached him wanted to learn more, and he often spent time teaching us things. He's the one who inspired me to be the best Immune Cell I could be, and the one who inspired Eosinophil to write poetry, and also to fight no matter what."

"Wow, that's so sweet!"

"Quite. It looks like Eosinophil is keeping the cycle going. Who knows, maybe she'll inspire those myelocytes to be good protectors one day."

"I'm sure they'll be great. Especially with someone as great as Eosinophil helping them!"

The two looked back at Eosinophil. She had torn some blank pages from her book and given them to the myelocytes to write on. She was busy helping the little brown-haired myelocyte, pointing at something in the book and comparing it to what the myelocyte had written.

White Blood Cell turned to Red Blood Cell. "It's quite nice at the moment. Why don't we go out on the lake. We used to have a lot of fun with Basophil-senpai rowing in the boat together."

Red Blood Cell smiled up at him. "That sounds like a great idea!"

They walked off to the lake. Under the tree, four myelocytes started to get to know their new senpai.

The End.