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Chapter 25: Day 2 on the SMP: Visitors

—Next day, Puffy’s house, Emerald’s perspective—

The blonde yawned as he stretched himself after climbing out of bed. He changed into the spare clothes prepared for him; familiar long black pants, fingerless gloves, a black turtleneck shirt, and green hoodie. He looked at his own reflection in the mirror, looking at himself with awe. The clothes… were similar to the ones he wore when his sisters found him floating in the town’s lake 2 months ago.

...Was it coincidence that sister Puffy had clothes that were similar to his old worn ones, with the exact same measurements?

He shrugged the thought off as soon as it came since it didn’t seem like an issue. Emerald carded his hands through his hair, gathering it all and tying his long dirty blonde hair to a messy side braid, few short strands curled to the sides of his face.

He left the room and sat on the dining table, stretching his limbs once more on the chair.

Yesterday’s events were… something.

Sam was very kind to him. He made sure he was okay as he safely guided Dream around the server. The fact that Sam was aware of his fainting spells, and was the person to take care of him before he lost his memories wasn’t something Emerald expected.  Knowing himself, Emerald never liked burdening people with his issues.

And that place, the lake, located right outside the boundaries of the holy land… something was in that lake. Something familiar, and his gut was telling him he had to go and jump into the waters to find out.

But before he could, that man, Quackity, appeared.

There must have been something he had done wrong, otherwise why would the ravenette lash out on him like that with pure grudges and disgust burning in his eyes.

Dream… What do you think about attachments ?

He frowned.

Why did Quackity ask him that? And why was he so outraged by his honest opinion?

Attachments were truly unneeded…

...Well… at least for--

“Morning, bro,” Foolish appeared, smiling at him as he climbed down the ladder.

Foolish was a totem-hybrid, but he looked a lot more human and was tall as Sam, and muscled, too… Compared to his scrawny body.

He pouted from the thought.

“Oh, uh, good morning…um...” Sister Puffy didn’t like being called miss by him, so… “big brother foolish?”

The hybrid’s eyes widened. He immediately darted to Emerald’s direction, startling the blonde as foolish clasped both his hands with his. “Say it again!” He said with stars in his eyes.

“Huh, um… good morning, big brother Foolish?”

His grin widened and he immediately hugged Emerald. “You’ve never considered me as a brother, especially an older one! Oh, god, please stay cute like this forever!”

This confused Emerald more, hugging the taller and muscled male. Had... had he never called them sister or brother before? Was that all this about?

… oh right… he’s mind was reverted back as a 15 year old but he’s currently in his twenties, so he’s likely around the same age as everyone else on the SMP. All except the minors and Mr. Pancake.

“Morning, boys,” Puffy appeared from the kitchen, wearing a rainbow coloured robe with a cup of coffee in one hand.

“Morning, mom!” Foolish chirped as he let Emerald go. “Mom, Dream called me ‘Big brother Foolish’!”