Boboiboy Oneshots

Lost Memories Part-1

The mission was supposed to be routine, a straightforward mission to protect the town from an unknown threat. Halilintar had been at the lead, as usual, his confidence steady and his determination unbreakable. But something went wrong. They were separated, scattered in the chaos of the fight, and when the dust settled, Halilintar was gone. Not a single trace remained.

The brothers had searched everywhere, combed every inch of the battlefield and beyond, calling his name until their voices went hoarse. Days turned into weeks, weeks into months, and though each day felt like a fresh wound, they never stopped hoping. Each brother, in his own way, clung to the belief that Halilintar would come back. They had to believe it; he was their eldest, their protector, the one who always shielded them from harm. The idea of a world without him was too painful to accept.

Gempa, who had always been closest to Halilintar, took the disappearance the hardest. Nights were filled with quiet tears, whispered prayers, and the lingering ache of hope that maybe, just maybe, he'd return. Taufan, on the other hand, became restless, spending long hours outside in hopes of spotting some sign, something that might lead them to Halilintar. Blaze, though always mischievous, grew quieter, his pranks few and far between, as he'd fall into bouts of sadness, though he tried to hide it from the others. Ice kept mostly to himself, his usually calm demeanor now veiled with a quiet sadness, and Duri, the youngest, often found himself looking to the skies, as if hoping that somewhere, somehow, his brother would reappear.

One evening, Taufan found himself strolling through the park. It was quiet, with only the rustling of leaves and the distant chirping of crickets breaking the silence. Taufan came here often, especially in the past few months. This was where he could remember Halilintar's smile, the way he'd ruffle Taufan's hair and tell him to "be more responsible." The memories were painful, but they kept Taufan grounded. They gave him a purpose: to keep his brother's memory alive.

But that night, Taufan wasn't alone.

A figure emerged from the shadows, tall and cloaked in darkness, moving swiftly, but when Taufan tried to reach him, the figure sprinted away, leaving Taufan alone.

(sorry for no dialogue's but next part the dialogues start :) )

One evening, Taufan came home after a late-night walk. He looked shaken, his eyes wide as he approached his brothers, who were gathered in the living room.

"Taufan, you alright?" Gempa asked, looking up from his book with concern.

Taufan took a deep breath, nodding. "Yeah, but... I think I saw something. A hooded figure. Near the park. It didn't seem normal."

Blaze raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What do you mean? Just someone in a hoodie?"

"No, not just that," Taufan replied, his voice low. "The way he moved... it reminded me of Hali. I don't know why. But I got this feeling. When I tried to get closer, he bolted."

Solar, who had been scrolling on his phone, immediately perked up. "Are you saying it might be him? After all this time?"

"I'm not sure," Taufan admitted, his face troubled. "But it's worth a look. We can't keep hoping without doing something."

Solar crossed his arms, determined. "Then tomorrow, we're going back there. I'm going with you."

Gempa, usually calm and collected, looked torn. "If there's even a chance it could be Hali... then we have to try. But be careful. I'm on a mission tomorrow, but I'll check in as soon as I get back. Don't take any risks."

The following day, Taufan and Solar arrived at the park around dusk, both of them scanning the shadows, staying close as they moved forward.

"Think we'll see him again?" Taufan whispered, his eyes darting between the trees.