It was a little less than a day before Lemmy finally awoke. He found himself in the infirmary back at the castle. He was finally home. Sitting next to him was his own father, along with Iggy.

"Thank goodness you're all right," Bowser said. Lemmy could see tears beginning to trickle from his eyes.

"He insisted on staying here at your bedside ever since we got back to the castle," Iggy explained, "I would have done the same, but the others had so many questions for me and Larry that we were swamped the entire rest of yesterday."

Lemmy smiled. Everything was finally back to normal.

"I'm so sorry," Bowser said, "You know that I never meant to-"

"It's okay," Lemmy interrupted, smiling to show his father that he held no resentment toward him. He then remembered why he'd taken the blow in the first place.

"What did you do with them?" Lemmy asked, "The kidnappers, I mean."

"They're in the castle dungeon," Bowser replied. Lemmy breathed a sigh of relief. His plan had worked after all.

"I hope you're ready for the others to ask you what being kidnapped was like," Iggy said with a smirk. Lemmy giggled. Everything was going to be all right from here on out.

Lemmy made his way down the steep, stone staircase. He was on his way to the castle dungeon. After hours of recalling his experience to his siblings, he was finally ready for this. As he made his way down the dank hallway, he checked cell after cell. Finally, after a while, he found the cell he was looking for.

"Hi," Lemmy said shyly.

"What are you doing here?" Chaos asked.

"I came to see you," Lemmy said with a smile, "I wanted to say thank you for what you did for me. You saved me."

"Well, you saved me too," Chaos replied, "Your father would've killed all of us if it weren't for you. Of course, I guess both of our rescue attempts didn't go without any repercussions, though."

Lemmy knew that Chaos was referring to him being knocked unconscious by his father.

"It was nothing, really," Lemmy said, "I just really wanted to help you out."

"Why?"

"You helped me be found. I couldn't have asked for anything more than that."

"I guess so..."

"Why did you help me?"

"Because...I..."

Chaos trailed off, her gaze slowly shifting to the floor. Lemmy wondered what exactly she was going to say.

"Well," Lemmy said, "I just wanted to say that I'm really sorry about all this."

"It was never your fault," Chaos replied, "It was ours. We deserve every minute here."

"You don't," Lemmy said. Chaos' gaze darted back toward him, her face growing flush.

"What do you mean by that?" Chaos asked.

"I don't think you're really all that bad, Chaos," Lemmy answered, "In fact, I don't think any of you are really that bad. You're just a little misguided, is all. With a bit of time, I think that all of you can eventually come around."

There was a moment of silence between the two.

"Maybe," Lemmy continued, "You and Arrow can even become friends again."

Chaos stared blankly at Lemmy, her eyes wide.

"D-do you really think so?" Chaos stuttered.

"Of course I do," Lemmy said, "I believe in you, Chaos."

There was another moment of silence.

"Thank you, Lemmy."

"You're welcome," Lemmy replied with a smile. Chaos stared at him for a moment longer before finally speaking again.

"Y-you should go before your father finds out you're down here."

"All right," Lemmy said hesitantly. He was sad to be leaving, but Chaos' smile told him it was all right.

"Goodbye...Eloise."

Lemmy then smiled and ran off, leaving behind a madly blushing Chaos.

"Bye...Lemmy."