Living in an Imagination

I Hate Goop Substances

Eda's PoV

Ha! Joke's on you, we didn't enter the hole, what are we? Stupid? Of course we would not enter weird holes in the wall blindly before knowing what exactly caused it. You know what, I'm sorry for mocking you. Back to business!

We chose to go back and walk around the city for a bit, every building and structure were either built from marble, stone or wood. The citizens were dressed quite expensively in silk, some cast us glances as we passed by in 21st century clothes.

"I don't see anything suspicious, guys," I called out.

"Neither did we," Autumn sighed.

"Ohh! Did anyone see my pots?" A shrill voice yelled from beside us. A hunched over old lady, seemingly panicked, was coming towards us in a speed an old lady should not have.

She looked at us warily, "Are you adventurers?"

"Maybe...?" I glanced back at my friends who nodded their heads furiously.

Okay, we don't have time for this.

Oh but what if you hurt the old lady's feelings?

Xeno, bad time, not now.

Alright, the old lady is not important right now, what if your friends don't like you if you lie to a weak lady?

Xeno!

Look, I'm sorry, it's just who I am and it's what I'm supposed to do.

So no lying?

That'll be up to you.

"Yes we are adventurers."

Now look at what you did, now you need to help the old lady with her pots. A hint of disgust was heard in that sentence.

What the heck do you want me to do?!

Again, it's what I do, I'm your anxiety. 

The old lady laughed and raised her hands together to the sky, "Oh thank heavens, can you help me with making clay pots?"

"Wait, ma'am, didn't you say you lost your pots?" Glier interrupted.

"Did I? Oh must my old brain, silly thing couldn't remember."

Delta whispered to us, "This is going to slow down our search, why not Glier, Elsa and I help with the pots, the four of you continue with the thing?"

"I guess it's a no problem..." I looked at Autumn and Aria who shook their heads and raised a thumb.

Glier took a deep breath, "Alright, ma'am, what are we supposed to do?"

With the old lady distracted, the four of us bolted.

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"So what are we supposed to do?" Aria groaned for the fifth time while walking down a crowded street filled with more vendors and what we would usually call "NPCs" (non-playable characters) who sell the players useful items. Unfortunately not in our case...

"We are trying to find a specific item, Aria, we went through this four times already!" Autumn deadpanned.

"But what is the thing we are finding?!"

"We'll know it when we see it," I said as I turned to avoid a man holding four chickens in his hands.

Rhea whistled, "How the heck did he do that?"

"Skills and precision!" I said dramatically with my arms raised high.

Aria frowned, "That couldn't be what we're looking for right?"