Guys, I did it! I finished this chapter; finally. The poll for the story is sadly going down today; no one voted! I have figured some things out; like a general direction of where the story is going. Also, if I don't post again soon - as in a few days - it's because I'm doing a time lapse chapter next, so I have to work out the details on that. I hope you enjoy this chapter; it seemed short and horrible to me, but oh well.

Kinkajou

"Aw, did Coati have to go back home?" Kinkajou asked, taking a sip of her double strawberry smoothie. Qibli nodded as he sat back down. Oof, Kinkajou thought, he seemed nice. I was looking forward to chatting with him. Qibli gulped down another biscuit.

"Kinkajou," Moon suddenly said, looking at the Rain.

"Yeah?" Kinkajou took a fork and speared a cube of mango in front of her, popping it in her mouth.

Moon opened her mouth, closed it, then tried again. "Did you think the dorm was cool?" Kinkajou knew that wasn't what she wanted to say, but she played along.

"Oh, yeah, I especially liked the sunset wallpaper. The beds were super bouncy, but not like the hammocks in the Rain Kingdom. There was so much space too! And the curtains were the prettiest shade of lilac…" Kinkajou rattled on about what she liked and didn't especially care for about the dorm, and when she ran out of things to say, the whole table was staring at her.

"What?" She asked suspiciously. Qibli quickly shoved a biscuit in his mouth, Moon ducked her head, Winter started texting someone, and Turtle just stared at Kinkajou with his mouth slightly agape. "What's wrong Turtle?"

"N-Nothing, it's just…" he rubbed his arm a bit awkwardly. "I guess I've never heard anyone talk that much, let alone about a single topic." His face flushed, and he quickly tried to take back his words.

"Not that I care, I mean, I don't care if you talk a lot, but I guess everyone I've met has just been quieter." Out of the corner of her eye, Kinkajou saw Qibli choke on his biscuit when he tried to hide a laugh. Moon looked up quickly from where her eyes were fixed on the floor.

"Are you ok?" She asked Qibli in a slightly worried voice. He choked once more, took the hugest gulp ever, (in Kinkajou's opinion,) and then cleared his throat a few times.

"Yeah, fine," he said, his voice rough, and then cleared his throat a bit more. Kinkajou heard Winter laugh a little, then return to tapping his phone's keyboard.

Moon handed Qibli his drink, which was off to the side, and he thanked her, taking a long drink. They all sat in relative silence for a while, texting, eating, and sipping their drinks until everything was gone.

"Well, what do you guys want to do now?" Kinkajou asked, a little bored. Winter spoke up, a scowl on his handsome face. (Also Kinkajou's opinion.)

"Well, we could all just go back to the dorm and behave like reasonable college students." Kinkajou stuck out her tongue at him.

"Ha-ha, very funny. No, seriously, I'm bored, and I can't stand being bored. In the rainforest we had all sorts of fun games," she added, just a little wistfully.

"I don't know Kinkajou," said Qibli, who had ate the sandwich in two bites. "I think maybe we should go back to the dorm, and get some rest before tomorrow. As much as I hate to agree with Winter," he added slyly. Winter just glared at him as he returned to his phone again. Kinkajou wondered what would happen if-

Less time for wondering, more time for doing! She got up, went around Moon at her chair at the head of the table, and snatched the phone right out of Winter's hands.

He jumped, and then glared at Kinkajou with the force of a volcano. "Give. It. Back," he said, his jaw clenching. Kinkajou made a face.

"No," she said defiantly, and held it just out of Winter's reach; obviously teasing him. "C'mon, have a little fun," she whined when he made a swipe for his phone, another handsome scowl coming onto his face. (Kinkajou has a few interesting opinions, does she not?)

"Oh, by all the moons!" He threw up his hands, and Kinkajou was startled, so her hand holding the phone fell a bit. Winter made another grab for it, brushing the casing, but Kinkajou snatched it away just in time again.

"All right guys, that's enough," came Qibli's voice from very close. While everyone had been distracted, he had come up stealthily behind the fighting dragons. He quickly grabbed the phone from Kinkajou, and handed it back to Winter, who glared daggers at Qibli, even though he had just done him a favor.

"Children, please, it was a phone, nothing to argue over," said Qibli in a mocking voice. Kinkajou fluffed up, and her hair was shot-through with bright scarlet streaks.

"I'm not a child!" She said defensively. Winter didn't say anything, but made his I-hate-all-of-you face, and stood up.

"Well, since you all are acting like children, I'm going back to the semi-quietness of my dorm room." And with that he left the cafe, the bell dinging behind him. Suddenly, a bought of laughter made the dorm-mates look behind them. At the cafe's counter bar, a group of dragons were laughing loudly.

"Ahaha, you showed him!" Said one of them; an Ice. Another Ice spoke up, laughing so hard his breath was coming out in puffs.

"Ooooh, that pooour Prince got so fed up with you alllllll," he said, and started choking as he laughed.

"Hey, we weren't trying to make him leave, he just did!" Kinkajou was a ball of annoyance, why couldn't they just mind their own business?

Qibli casted a don't-say-anything-else look at Kinkajou, and turned to the group of Ices. "Don't you have something better to do than make fun of an idiot? As if enough people don't make fun of him. Can't you all just find someone new to insult, and actually have fun when right now you're just showing off for them." Qibli pointed to a group of Sands at the back, all girls, watching the confrontation. The two boy Ices looked down and growled, while the tWo girls just looked haughtily at the Sands, who quickly turned back around and kept talking.

Qibli turned to face the table again as the Ices all shut up. He shrugged. "That was easy," he said, and laced his hands on the table. Moon was looking at him like he was a demigod, and Turtle was just lost. Kinkajou felt her hair turn bright yellow, and Qibli shielded his eyes.

"Kinkajou, I would love it if you could tune that down a bit. It wasn't on my bucket list to go blind." Kinkajou grinned a little and made her hair, at the ends, fit in with her surroundings, so that it looked like she had shorter hair. She turned the visible part a brown/blonde, trying to remember what that one girl had looked like from that one movie.

She gave up trying to remember, and just let her hair settle more brown than blonde. Turtle blinked a few times, and then widened his eyes again; they had been squinted. Qibli put down his arm, and Moon turned her head back towards Kinkajou.

"Well…" she trailed off, not knowing what to say. Qibli picked up, and filled in the blank.

"Who thinks it's time for a Divergent marathon?" Kinkajou tilted her head, she didn't know what Divergent was. Then she remembered the girl she had been trying to imitate; Tris. She giggled, and Moon nodded excitedly. Turtle just shrunk a little in his seat, but made a weak attempt at a nod.

"Great!" Clapping his hands together, and keeping them intertwined, stood up. "To the dorm?" They all exited, Turtle with his head down, Moon idly messaging her palms, Qibli taking the lead and humming a little as he gradually lengthened his stride more and more. Kinkajou just trotted besides Moon and Turtle, and then had to skip a little when Qibli picked up the pace again.

Tall people, she thought to herself ruefully as they arrived back at the school; Kinkajou panting for breath. They walk so fast sometimes… They all skirted the elevator without thinking, and took the steps two at a time. Kinkajou struggled to keep up, and felt her "short" hair go dark purple with frustration, but switched it back quickly.

They reached their floor, and Qibli went in first, swinging the door aside. Winter was inside, watching a movie called Winchester, or at least, that's what the box said. Qibli glanced at the tv and grinned.

"As much as that movie is awesome, we need to borrow the tv for a bit. We're gonna go through Divergent, and I didn't bring a spare tv with me." Qibli looked over his shoulder at everyone else.

"Anyone bring an extra tv? Nope, didn't think so," he answered himself, and turned back to Winter, who was grumbling something about peacefulness and ice.

"Sure, go ahead." Winter sighed and handed the remote to Qibli, who's grin grew. He clapped Winter on the back, and the Prince stumbled forward a bit.

"You're awesome. So, who's up for some Tris and Four?" Kinkajou plopped down on a bean bag by the wall, and then hopped right back up. She searched the cabinets as the others got settled. Finally finding the cardboard box, she grabbed five packages of popcorn. She put one in the microwave and hit the button, and then did the same for the other four bags. She giggled to herself; she had thought Four. Technically, he was Tobias, but who liked that name? Certainly not Kinkajou. Four was a way hotter name.

Ripping open the bags, watching the steam seep out, she dumped the bags into bowls and then passed them out. Winter had gone to his room, and Kinkajou set her bowl by her bean bag.

She went over to Winter's room's door, and then knocked cheerfully. The door sprang open, and she took a step back. Winter was right in front of her, holding the edge of the door with a pale hand. His blue hair was messed up, as if he had been doing something before Kinkajou had interrupted.

"Wanna watch with us?" She asked, sounding very up-beat. Winter scowled in his heroic, tragically tortured, Princely way.

"No." He started to shut the door, but Kinkajou slipped her hand inside and grabbed the edge near his hand. She could feel the cold coming off, and then tried again. "I made you popcorn," she suggested, and Winter immediately released the door.

"Popcorn, I will go for," he said, and then brushed back Kinkajou back to the main room. Rolling her eyes, Kinkajou followed, and sat back down on her bean bag while Winter pulled over a chair from the mini-kitchen. Qibli started the movie, and they all watched it silently.

"Screw you Marcus," Moon said forcefully when the scene came up where Tris and Four were in his fear landscape, and he was about to get beat by his father, Marcus. The belt lashed down, and Kinkajou shrieked a little, but when she opened her eyes, Tris had stepped forward and taken the blow. Four punched his father in the jaw, and the simulation ended.

"Whew," Kinkajou said, and ate another handful of popcorn.

The rest of the movies were mostly silent, the exception of a few tears, most coming from Kinkajou.

"What?" She asked when the credits for the last movie started rolling. "It was sad. Or, at least, when her mom and dad die, and when she shoots Will, and when-" she would have gone on, but Moon had glanced at her with that, we-get-it please-stop-talking look. Kinkajou shrugged, and bit down on a popcorn kernel. It busted, sending dry flakes through her mouth, and Kinkajou fought the urge to choke. (If the description of the movie was a little short, or bad, it's because I still need to watch them all. Don't judge; I'mma very busy person. Totally.)

"All right," Qibli said, and got up off the couch he and Turtle had shared. The clock said ten o'clock, and Kinkajou yawned. Qibli raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at his mouth. "Bedtime for the juniors," he said lightly. Kinkajou didn't get the joke; until, she realized, she was the size of a junior. With a huff, she picked up a popcorn kernel and flicked it at him. He grinned and snapped out a fist, his hand closing around the airborne projectile. Laughing now, he popped it in his mouth, and crunched down. Moon laughed a little, Winter snorted, and Turtle slouched down further.

Qibli, a smile still on his face, went towards his room, Winter behind him, and Turtle behind the arrogant Prince. When Qibli was almost there, he stopped dead, and Winter almost ran into him.

"Watch it," he said angrily, and pushed around Qibli and headed to the boy's room. Turtle seemed to squirm within his own skin, and he quietly followed Winter that way. Moon nodded, then tired to hide it.

"I wonder where Umber is," Qibli said thoughtfully. "Ten o'clock. Mud's are usually in their huts or whatever by eleven…" No sooner had the words slipped from his mouth, a door screaked down the hallway, and the unmarked door opened. Kinkajou felt her dress turn white with pale green stripes, and immediately turned it back to cream. A small but strong frame came out from the partial darkness, and Kinkajou knew it was a Mud by the mud colored… everything. His eyes were the color of mud, his hair was the color of mud, even his skin looked a little like mud. It was darkly tanned, as if he had spent a lot of time outdoors. Winter and Turtle stopped short at the door.

"Hi Umber," Moon said, and then looked down at her feet, which shuffled against the carpet. Qibli looked startled for a second, then stepped up and held out his hand.

"Hey, I'm Qibli, by the way." Umber gingerly shook Qibli's hand, and then looked down.

"Hello everyone," he said; rather quietly. Kinkajou rocked on her heels. No one seemed excited. It was college. How were they not excited?

"This is Winter," Moon said, and gestured the the Prince, who looked bored. He stiffened, and cooly corrected Moon.

"Prince Winter," he said, and then vanished into the boy's room. Kinkajou shrugged, and Umber smiled slightly.

"Anyways," Qibli emphasized, and rolled his eyes. "That's Kinkajou," he nodded towards her, "and that's Turtle." He looked at the other Prince, and then back to Umber. "Carnelian is in the girl's room, but trust me; you don't really want to meet her. She tried to throw a sword at Winter when he met her, sooo…"

Umber shrugged, and bit his lip. "Is that the room I have to stay in?" he asked tentatively, and nodded toward the door Winter went through. Qibli laughed.

"He's warmer than he seems. And also, yes, it is. Didn't Clay give you a tour or something?" Why would Clay give Umber a tour, Kinkajou wondered. He wasn't special or anything; just another Mud; right? She looked closely at Umber, but wouldn't tell anything from his face or clothing. Then a voice whispered in the back of her mind.

Clay has siblings, it said, and went through the ones it knew. Marsh, Umber, Reed, Sora, I think another, and a dead sister; Crane. Kinkajou was sad; she was sad Clay had lost his sister.

"No," Umber said, and rubbed his arm with his other hand. He looked uncomfortable. "He said he had to talk to someone… I think he said her name. Wait a second…" he said, and looked deeper in thought. Qibli tilted his head a little.

"Peril, right?" Qibli said, and Umber looked startled but nodded.

"Did he talk to you too?" He asked, sounding a little; just a teensy bit; jealous.

"No," Qibli said, looking almost embarrassed. "It just seemed logical. I mean they're friends, and she doesn't have many, so I just thought, 'Hey, he would go see her first, right?'" He exhaled a little breath, and looked at the toes of his sneakers.

"That's smart," said Umber, still sounding shocked.

"We were gonna turn in… want me to help you unpack?" Qibli was trying his best to change the subject, and it seemed to work.

"Sure," Umber said, and worked to hide the tint of excitement. "I mean, if you want to…" Qibli laughed a little and went towards the room; Umber on his heels. Turtle waved a little, and followed them in. Moon shrugged, and eyes the girl's room door.

"Truthfully, I'm scared to go in," she said, and Kinkajou shrugged. Sure, a scary dragon with a knife is scary; but she was certain that Carnelian wouldn't throw it at Kinkajou. She turned the knob, and all she saw was a flash of silver, and a knife was sticking handle-out from the door; two inches from Kinkajou's head. Kinkajou shrieked, and felt her dress and hair go white, ruining the effect of her looking like Tris.

"Sorry," Carnelian muttered, and grabbed the knife, tucking it back into a leather holder at her waist. "Just find a bed and go to sleep do you can't annoy me." She stepped back from the door, and sat down on her bed, continuing to sharpen another knife. Kinkajou stepped lightly, and made her way over to a bed on the left wall. It was near the middle; and Kinkajou's stuff was already there. She frowned. She didn't remember putting it there, but she forgot stuff all the time. She laid down and pushed the covers back.

"Night Moon, night Carnelian," Kinkajou said around a yawn, and tugged the covers up under her chin. She very dimly felt her head hit the pillow, and then she was out. A day of excitement and making new friends can do that to you, she would figure tomorrow. Little did she know; it wasn't only exhaustion.