Strawberries and Darkness

Thanksgiving with...Everybody: Part 5

Bumblebee: So this is our room?

Cliff: Looks like it, got to say, it's weirdly small.

Bumblebee: Oh come on, no way you think it's small.

Auklet: Let me remind you that our Prince over here grew up with luxury.

Bumblebee: Says the princess and actually possible heir to the throne.

Auklet: I'm not interested in the throne though, I don't think I could ever rule the Sea Kingdom. I'd probably get assassinated the first week.

Bumblebee: Confidence Auklet, we talked about this.

Auklet: Yeah I know but like...what about me could ever be useful for ruling a kingdom? I'm not strong or heroic like Tsunami, I don't have animus magic like Anemone, I'm practically the most basic Seawing that just got unlucky to be leashed up by Mother.

Cliff growled to himself quietly hearing the leashing part. 

Bumblebee: Well you're rational and able to listen to others.

Cliff: You aren't overly violent or rude to anyone.

Auklet giggled.

Auklet: Excuse me? Not overly violent? Cliff, you...do remember tearing apart my bed at the Sky Kingdom from anger, right?

Bumblebee: The rest of us never got to hear about that, what happened?

Cliff *sighed*: Back during the break, Auklet came with me, and during her time in the Palace, she observed how my mother was kind and although not neglecting allowed me to be more open. 

Auklet: I guess something about that made me tick and I went into the room and tore the guest room apart. It was quite embarrassing.

Cliff: Hey now, I said it's okay, we could talk about it later when you wish to. 

Cliff held a wing over Auklet to comfort her. Auklet smiled meekly.  

Bumblebee looked through the wardrobe, most of them were empty except the bottom cabinet which contained several weapons Bumblebee recognized. 

Bumblebee: Sounds like someone has mommy issues.

Cliff blinked at the reply.

Cliff: Okay Bumblebee, that was uncalled for-

Bumblebee *holding up a thin and rigid dagger*: I can fix the problem pretty easily.

Cliff and Auklet blinked at Bumblebee, who smiled innocently. 

Auklet: Bumblebee...no.

Bumblebee: Bumblebee yes.

Cliff: Should I go get Dusky or Peace to come talk with you?

Bumblebee thought of something, spacing out for a little bit. 

Bumblebee: About Peace...don't you think he's a little off, like worse for wear?

Cliff: Now that you mentioned, yeah. I haven't seen him like that. The moment he entered the doors I immediately noticed he looked...tired, like REALLY exhausted. I think we should ask him when the last time he went to sleep was.

Auklet: I doubt he'll answer truthfully, he doesn't seem to hold back the idea of helping us when we need it but when he seems to have a bad day which might as well be every day, he always tries to play it off like he's fine. He always tries to some distance between himself mentally and anyone else...he always does.