Brittany's Point of View
I walk into the Grey Area one morning and saw the most horrifying thing I've ever seen. Riku talking to Xehanort! Calmly! As if it were normal! As if they did it everyday! I try to walk out of the room, but Dad notices me.
"Hey Brittany. Can we talk to you about something?" He asked. I turned around slowly to face them. "Okay, so why is he here?" I asked Grandpa. That's what I want to think of him as for now. Grandpa. "Be patient. We'll get to that." He replied. "Fine." I sighed. "We both are in agreement that you should come back." Dad said.
"This again?" I whined. "Brittany, we both want you where you're safe. This isn't a good place for you. You need to leave." Grandpa argued. "This is war. Nowhere is safe." I pointed out. "Safer." Grandpa added. "Well maybe I should just go back to Earth because I'm so much safer there than I am anywhere else." I snapped sarcastically. They appeared to take me serious, and started actually thinking about it. "You would be safest there." Grandpa mused. "And we could probably arrange things so that both sides could visit you." Dad stated. "Are you serious?" I huffed. "Think about it Brit. You wouldn't have to worry about any of this. You could be normal." Dad pointed out. "I don't want to be normal. I did at first, but now that the shock has died, this is the best thing that's ever happened to me. I also haven't outgrown my usefulness. I know things. I know a lot of little secrets. Not even Aly knows everything. Please, just don't send me back to Earth." I pleaded. "Brittany, no one said that you've outgrown your usefulness. You're more important than your knowledge. Try to understand. We just want what's best for you." Grandpa said. I sighed and attempted to calm down. "I know." I replied at last. "But?" Dad asked. "You say the what's best, but how would you know that? Everybody thinks they're right." Yay! I got an Axel quote in. "This is right." Dad argued.
Okay, he did not just say that. Unknown reference alert. How does that happen?
"So, are you going to force me to leave if I don't comply?" I wondered. "No. But we've talked it over and decided that I'm not leaving until you are." Dad said. I turned to Grandpa. "And you're okay with this?!" I exclaimed. "I will allow him to be here as long as it takes. After all, he is my son." Xehanort replied. I heard Dad growl softly at the mention of son.
"I... think I need some time alone." I said, before walking back to my room.
So this is the big twist that I've been working on for the past few chapters. What do you think? Good? Bad? Terrifying?
v.t.7: I probably need to make Molly a little less grown up. I kind of did make her seem more mature. I didn't exactly aim for that, but it's what it came out as.
Ruby Rose and Her Cookies: Don't get too upset over it. There's more going on than you think. (Which seems to be becoming the norm for this fic.)