Hey, who could it be? (No, it's gotta be...!)

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TWs: Feelings of anger/resentment, brief kidnapping, pushover tendencies. Stay safe :)

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"Regulus? Where are y- ah!" Spica gasped upon feeling something tap her on her shoulder. She turned, breathing a sigh of relief when she realized it was her friend, "Regulus, you can't scare me like that!"

"Hehah, sorry 'bout that, mate!" The Star laughed, twirling around to get a good look at the other, "My, my- it's been a long time since I've seen you, you haven't changed one bit!"

"And I see you haven't gotten any bigger." Spica smiled.

Regulus huffed, "Give me a break, Spica. There's more to me than just my size!"

"Is that why they call you Little King...?"

"Mmh... it's not funny, mate. I'm not laughing, see my face? Not laughing." Regulus crossed their arms, "I get your message telling me to come here and all I get is harassed- how daft of you."

"Sorry, I just haven't spoken to you in so long." Spica spoke, then frowned, "It's about Helios."

"Let me guess, it's about the others teaming up with some planet to attack Helios and his planets." Regulus rolled his eyes.

"How'd you-?"

"Toliman approached me and asked if I wanted to join them... I said no, 'cause what they're doing is complete bollocks."

"Even when Proxima went with them? And is partly leading the attack?"

"Er... I try to separate my personal feelings from... drama." Regulus averted their gaze.

Spica frowned, stance tensing, "Regulus."

"I don't want to hear it, ay?" Regulus shook their head, "You should return to the others."

Spica sighed, tapping her fingers against her arm one by one, "At least... think about it, okay?"

Regulus bowed their head, "Of course."

"Thank you, Reg." Spica gave her friend one last smile before turning away towards the Oort Cloud. She looked over her shoulder, "We miss you, y'know?"

"Same 'ere, mate." Regulus spoke, "Tell Helios I said 'ello."

Spica let out a small laugh, waving as she started the return. "Will do."

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'How did I end up here again...?' Triton thought as he stared at the radiant moon before him.

"S-So..." Io looked between them, "I u-understand something h-happened between you, and I want to h-help fix it!"

'Ah, that's right.' Triton adjusted his sunglasses.

"There's nothing for you to fix, Io." Callisto spoke, "Nothing is going on..."

Triton frowned, looking away.

"Except for my stupidity."

Then he looked up, his eyes widening in surprise.

"Triton, instead of running away, I should've heard you out." Callisto sighed, "When you were taken, I realized that I may never see you again, or that we would never hang out again, and that... also made me realize how much you matter to me."