Disclaimer- Dissidia and all its characters belong to Square Enix
Being the youngest of the group is tough. Everyone else is so big mature, and they seem like they can take on any challenge in the world. While it took him five, quick hits to launch an enemy away, it took the others one strong swing. Even during battles, the older warriors would tell him to stay in the back and watch the rear while they went to the front and defeated the imitations with ease.
'If only I were bigger, I'd be able to help out and fight more too.'
"Whatcha up to?"
I turned around at the voice. He was walking up to me, all smiles and youthfulness, even if he was another grown-up of the group. "Nothing much, just thinking."
"What's the matter?" He took a seat next to me, crossing his legs and propping his chin in one hand.
"You're just going to think it's childish."
"Doesn't matter, a problem is a problem. So, spill it."
So I told him everything. I felt weak because my body was considerably smaller than everyone else, and I didn't feel strong enough because everyone would rush forward and leave me behind.
"I just want to be able to be a grown up quickly." I looked to his face to see his reaction.
"Hmm," his face scrunched up in thought. "I think you're pretty awesome though."
I was expecting a lecture or reprimand for being too childish, so this answer was unexpected. "Really? But, why? There's nothing great about me, and you're way better than me in fighting."
"Well, look at you. You're the youngest out of all of us, yet you still manage to keep up with us."
"No one ever lets me fight, so I'm just standing by doing nothing," I shot back at him.
"But you know how to use magic also! You can use swords and use magic, and at such a young age."
I gave him a deadpanned look. "Have you seen me use Firaga? I get flung back every time I use it. And my Meteors are tiny compared to Terra's."
He let out a frustrated sigh, stood up, and started to pace back and forth. "I got it! You can change into different job classes! That's not something everyone can do!"
"I can only change when I'm powered up. Cecil can change whenever he wants, and Bartz is able to do anything anyone can do." I looked down at the ground, dejected.
He threw his arms in the air. "Ugh, I'm getting tired of doing this an adult's way!" I looked up at him in shock.
He just pointed to me. "I'm just gonna say this bluntly, and you better not interrupt me. I think you're great. Compared to how I was when I was younger, you're way cooler than me. When I was your age, I couldn't do anything by myself. I had no idea how to use a sword until a little while ago, and I couldn't even kick a blitzball properly when I was younger."
Well, that was a shocker. He seemed to move so fluidly when he fought, and whenever he used his blitzball, it hurt a lot. "But-"
"Nuh-uh, I'm not finished yet. Out of all the grown-ups here, you were the first one to find your crystal. Everyone knows finding your crystals is tough, but you managed to do it before everyone else."
Well, that fact I couldn't deny. "I guess you're right, maybe."
"Not maybe, definitely." He grinned. "Besides, being a grown-up isn't as great as you think it is. When you're a grown-up, you have to follow 'rules' on how to do things, and grown-ups end up thinking way too much about problems that it gets them nowhere. I think it's better just to do things first and then think about it later, although that might not be a good thing to do all the time, heh."
I smiled up at him. "So are you saying you're still a kid then?"
"Well, maybe not a crybaby kid like I used to be, but I think I'm still not an adult like Cecil and the others."
Now this was amusing, the guy who was all happiness and enthusiasm, used to be a crybaby. "You were a crybaby?"
He blushed a little and shook his head quickly. "Well, I wasn't really a crybaby. My old man and his friend called me a crybaby, but I only cried once or twice!"
I fell back onto the ground and laughed while he stood there, slightly embarrassed. "Well, I'm glad to see you're feeling better."
I sat back up again. "Oh, sorry about that. But yes, you did make me feel better, so thank you for that."
He scratched the back of his head. "Good. And don't you forget that you're just as strong as anyone else here. Cosmos saw that you're strong, and that's why you're part of our group." He turned to walk back towards the others to help the others set up tents for the night.
I got up and started to walk over to the others and examined the group. When he was with the others helping out, he did have an air of maturity and he seemed like a responsible adult. But I knew that wasn't entirely true.
He was still a kid like me.
