Fawful blew upwards, arms wrapped tightly around his body.
Slowly fading away
His cloak wasn't near enough to warm him. Even through a sweater, and a long sleeve t-shirt he was still cold in the rain.
You're lost and so afraid
He walked around the island, trying to find the camp.
He wanted to apologise, but he could barely see through the fog.
Where is the hope in a world so cold?
He looked around, and heard the steady crunch of leaves.
Looking for a distant light
His foot caught on a ledge, making it apparent that he was going to fall.
Someone who could save a life.
He screeched, as he fell backwards.
You're living in fear that no one will hear your cries
Someone ran out of the fog, and to the cliffside where Fawful had fallen.
Can you save me now?
A pale hand grabbed Fawful's ankle. "I got you!" It was unmistakable.
Starla.
I am with you
She pulled him up, grabbing his hand.
He took slow and steady breathes.
Before throwing his arms around her.
I will carry you through it all
She held him close.
No way was she going to let him go.
I won't leave you, I will catch you
She helped him up, and he wheezed a little.
She produced his inhaler, and he looked at her, blankly.
Even in times like this, she was concerned for his health.
When you feel like letting go
He took it from her, and puffed it once, breathing deeply.
When his breathing steadied, he gave it back to her; she put it in her pocket, where it always stayed.
'Cause you're not, you're not alone
She stared into the hole, which Fawful sat in.
It still fit him, fun sized, as he called it.
Your heart is full of broken dreams
He saw himself as a parasite.
Just a bug pretending to be a real beanish.
Just a fading memory
She looked on, eyes somber.
She knew well how beans worked.
Fawful wasn't like most beans, though.
And everything's gone but the pain carries on
She had Peasley jump down there, and they argued more.
"THIS IS MY ENTIRE EXISTENCE!" Fawful tearfully screamed.
"You want to have the pretence that this never had the happenings! You think I am a huge mistake!"
Lost in the rain again
Peasley stuttered out an apology to Fawful. It didn't mean that much to Peasley, but it meant the world to Fawful.
When will it ever end?
She helped them both out of the hole, and Fawful happily joined a group hug.
The arms of relief seem so out of reach
His hair was sticky, but Star buried her face in it nonetheless.
But I, I am here
She smiled at the beanish, as he reversed his cloak back from grey to red.
I am with you
She wouldn't know what to do if something happened to him, Well she did, and she didn't like it.
I will carry you through it all
She sat guard with him, when she couldn't sleep. The fire was near burned out, as the trees threatened them uselessly.
I won't leave you, I will catch you
By morning, she woke up, and saw O'Chunks on guard, and a cloak around her shoulders.
When you feel like letting go
The journey would wind to an end soon, but she couldn't help but smile as a beanish walked into the tent, cloakless.
'Cause you're not, you're not alone
Fawful dryly coughed and hacked. He , on instinct, looked up for Starla to have his inhaler.
He mentally screamed, when he fell to the floor, wheezing in the smoke.
No one came.
And I'll be your hope when you feel like it's over
He felt a familiar press of relieve, and put his hand over his mouth, to feel a inhaler and a hand holding it to it.
And I will pick you up when your whole world shatters
"Take deep breathes." Fawful did as told, as someone held him close.
And when you're finally in my arms
The smoke was gone, and he opened his eyes. He saw Star.
She had studied how to handle mild and severe asthma attacks.
Look up and see love has a face
She let O'Chunks take him, so he could rest it off.
She stood up and looked in his direction.
She waved to him.
I am with you
She saw the weakened bean wave back, slightly.
I will carry you through it all
She followed them, wanting to give O'Chunks his rescue inhaler she had used.
He smiled at her. "Thank you, lass."
I won't leave you, I will catch you
He promised her Fawful would be okay, it was just an attack, nothing they haven't dealt with before.
He was okay.
When you feel like letting go
She could see Fawful smile, as he leaned to her.
She went to update her vision list.
Fawful survives near-fatal asthma attack.
'Cause you're not, you're not alone
She cried out, when Fawful hit the ground.
No. Nononono.
She didn't work so hard to fail.
She didn't put all this time in to let him go.
And I will be your hope…
She slid in front of him, and put her hand to Dimentio's blast.
You're not alone
A burst of light blue energy came from her hand, and she gritted herself down.
This was gonna get bright, Fawful.
And I will pick you up
Her blast was overpowered easily, yet it was still amazing.
She hit the ground, away from Fawful.
And I will be your hope
She reached out, and grabbed his hand.
She had hope. Hope and faith that they would be okay.
And I will be your hope…
She held his arm, as she closed her eyes.
Maybe sleep felt nice now.
Slowly fading away
Her breathing slowed, to an almost nonexistent huff.
You're lost and so afraid
Fawful squeezed her chilled hand, cold as clay now.
Before he fell unconscious.
Where is the hope in a world so cold?
