Flik's Great Adventure

Chapter 8

Flik opened one eye, and saw everyone looking at him.

"Look...He's awake..." Tir said, looking at him.

Nina hugged Tir. "Yay!!!"

Tir ended the hug, and Nina laughed awkwardly.

"Okay, Flik...I'm SO glad you're okaaay!" Nina hugged him.

"What...Where are we?" Flik asked, looking around.

It was a white rusty castle that was very tall.

"I dunno...We found this rusty old castle along the way..." Tir said, looking around.

"Hey...I think it looks cool!" Riou said, grinning.

Tir nodded, and smiled.

Flik looked at his arm, which was burnt.

"Yeah, your arm was pretty bad...You ran through the fire..." Gremio said, putting a wet wash washcloth on his arm.

"Ow..." Flik said, as the washcloth touched his arm.

"Yeah, it might sting a little..." Gremio said, in a calm voice.

"I'm glad nothing bad happened to you...I don't know what I'd do with myself..." Hix said.

"Yeah!! You're very lucky that it was just your arm, Flik!" Tengaar agreed, grinning.

"Wait until Jowy hears-" Nina interrupted herself. "-Oh yeah..."

Tir looked at Nina. "Hey, it's okay..."

Nina smiled. "Yeah, I know..."

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"Jowy, when is our wedding then?" Jillia asked.

Jowy stayed silent, then shrugged.

"Hmm..." Jillia said, looking at the ground.

"Five days."

"F-five DAYS?!"

"Yes."

Jillia's eyes widened, and nodded. "Okay..."

Jowy put his hand on her shoulder. "Well, let's set up then..."

Jillia smiled. "Alright then..."

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Flik looked around, and he was still lying in bed.

"Flik, maybe you should get some rest..." Nina said, smiling.

"But I've been laying here..."

Nina patted down on his chest where his heart is, and smiled. "Hey, you need the rest..."

Flik nodded. "Yeah...Okay..."

Nina closed her eyes. "Good."

She opened her eyes, and looked at Flik.

"You have beautiful eyes..." Flik said, smiling.

Nina blinked, remember that Tir said the same thing. "Y-yeah, I know..."

Flik grabbed her hand, and closed his eyes, and feel asleep.

Nina gasped, but let him hold it, because she didn't want to hurt his feelings.

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Tir leaned his back into a fancy couch, and kept rearranging himself in it.

"Can you not get comfortable?" Gremio asked, serving a plate of tea on a coffee table.

"Noooo!!!" Tir said, irritated by squirming.