-1Chapter 19
Much of the house was left in ashes, Melony being a part of those ashes as well. Malak eventually woke up to the ruin. He coughed up the smoke he took in as he climbed up to his feet.
"What is this?" The mallowolf survey the place over, almost everything around him was charred black or grey. Malak thought this was some sort of joke. After some keen observation, he took notice that he was in a deep hole in the ground as a sharp chunk of burnt wood fell from above, almost skewering his head. He hadn't notice it until after it hit the floor with a clack-like noise. Nearly jumping out of his mache, the mallowolf twirled around to face the noise.
"Oh… it's only a piece of wood…" "How embarrassing…" Malak had thought to himself as he gazed up at the sky, a dense fog of smoke filled the air. He had went for the stairs but they had crumbled in pieces from his weight. The weak stairs made Malak rethink about his method of getting out of this hole. Wall climbing would be the easiest way out now, and the walls still held some sturdiness in them.
Jorelo woke up in what seemed like the snow house he had been in days ago, "but didn't the snow melt away?" He sat up over the bed and was soon greeted by Priscilla.
"You're awake," she greeted the fudgehog as she helped him up, Jorelo yawned before saying anything else.
"…Where are we?" He asked her while looking at the familiar features the place had.
"Melony's house, I rebuilt it from scratch," Priscilla announced proudly as Jorelo scratched his head in confusion.
"How? You never asked her about it," he wondered trying to put the pieces together.
"Telepathy Jorelo, it's a powerful thing," she laughed. The fudgehog finally had gotten it, Priscilla didn't need to ask Melony when she could just read her mind. Speaking of Melony, that brought Jorelo more questions.
"Where's everyone else? Where's Pandora?" Jorelo had went for the door but Priscilla had grabbed him by paw.
"They're still back there, probably dead from all the fighting, only Falkor is with us now," Priscilla told him very slowly, however Jorelo still had trouble swallowing what she said. His best friend in the world, gone? No, this was some nightmare, he had to wake up, he just had to. Though as bad as it seemed, this was no dream, "I'm sorry," she added, "I cared deeply about Pandora as well."
Jorelo couldn't understand that. How could she care about her, they've only met twice and at short intervals, how could a bond develop in that much time? Though he didn't think of Priscilla's sisterly instincts. Pandora was like a sister to her, but she was much more to Jorelo, Pandora was Jorelo's whole world, and now that was gone, or so he was told…
Malak had quickly made his way out of the hole and examined the area once he was on his feet, however it was still pretty much difficult to see anything with the persistent fog.
The frame of the house he was once under was falling apart piece by piece, but what really caught the mallowolf's eye was a dark blue ball of fuzz lying on the burnt floor as it stuck out from the black mess around it.
Taking his steps carefully, Malak tiptoed around the large pit beneath him and got a closer look. Was it what he thought it was? The mallowolf turned the being onto it's back with his foot, it was none other than Pandora, lying unconscious in the dust.
"The hell…" he let out quietly, "Jorelo… That bastard left you for dead didn't he?" He spoke to her in thought. Malak checked her pulse and thankfully she was still breathing. Wasting no time, Malak haled Pandora over his shoulder and left the area, this was no place for a pretztail like her to rest.
Even though he had no idea where he was, there was one thing that was certain, anywhere was better than here.
"Pandora's not dead! She can't be!" Jorelo shouted at Priscilla as his eyes flooded with tears. Priscilla put both of her paws on his shoulders and looked right at him.
"Jorelo calm down or I'll have to make you calm down," she warned him, "Falkor's accepted the truth, so why can't you?" Jorelo kept bawling his eyes out. Priscilla knew words couldn't help him feel any better, she was going to have to do something she would dearly regret, but she was sure this would stop him from having a breakdown.
Jorelo, not paying attention to what was happening anymore, was caught off guard by a pair of arms wrapping around him with Priscilla's lips on his. The appalled fudgehog's sobbing was instantly silenced as Priscilla's kiss sent him many unimaginable feelings. Not to mention kissing was something that him and Pandora had never done before.
Jorelo soon forgot the memories of Pandora as Priscilla suck them all away with her lips. Priscilla claimed every last memory of Pandora and replace the dark blue pretztail with herself. Priscilla became the new Pandora to Jorelo.
After it was all over with, Priscilla let go of Jorelo and pulled away from him, she could tell he was tired, a good mind wiping would make anyone tired. Knowing the fudgehog wanted rest, she led the sleepy fudgehog back to bed and helped him in as well as tucked the sheets in.
"I'm sorry Jorelo, but it looks like it had to come to this," she rubbed his head with her paw softly until he was fast asleep. "But personally… I don't mind," she giggled to herself as she watched Jorelo sleep, having no idea that the memories of Pandora started to affect her own personality.