Full Dive

Chapter 7: Let It Snow

As I mentioned in Once Upon a Dream, I'm going to try to branch out a bit so I can get popularity from other fandoms on account of Voltron's end. However, I will not stop Full Dive and am determined to finish it.

I don't know if you noticed, but I actually have the remaining chapters planned out. They're not written, but I at least know how many I have left. So, woo! You have something to look forward to. I feel like knowing exactly when I'm going to stop is a good sign that I'm going to finish.

Chapter 7: Let It Snow

Keith wondered why Pidge was so calm. In his opinion, it was absolutely freezing, even with the fur coat he bought. But Pidge was in little more than a light sweater and looked fine. He envied her cold tolerance.

Keith was a desert person. He knew mostly heat. Yeah, the nights got pretty cool, but it wasn't anything he couldn't handle.

He'd never seen snow before in his life. Now he found himself surrounded by the stuff. Sure, it was pretty, but did it have to be so freaking cold?

"You look like a popsicle," Pidge said, looking up at him. She wasn't even shivering.

"Let's just hurry and get to that tavern. I hope they have a fire going."

Pidge looked at her map. "We're almost there. Should be just around the corner up here."

Finally finding their destination, Keith practically fell into a seat near the fire crackling in a brick fireplace in the corner.

"Greetings, traveler," the woman at the counter said as Pidge approached. "What can I do for you today?"

The menu appeared in front of Pidge, where she could scroll through it. "We'll take two legs of roasted humpnar and two mugs of hot slog."

A prompt popped up asking to confirm the amount of money being transferred. Pidge hit the check mark and immediately her food appeared on a tray in front of her. "Enjoy," the npc said, smiling and waving at her. Pidge smirked when she saw Keith standing in front of the fire, evidently trying to warm up his backside.

The tavern seemed to be fairly large when compared to the rest of the town. There were a few players here and there, but otherwise there were plenty of empty tables. However, she wasn't looking for an empty one. She was trying to find...

"Paladin Pidge! Over here!" Pidge turned and saw Shyrik waving her down from his table against the wall.

"Keith, come on, I have your food."

He groaned and looked longingly at the fire before making his way over to the table.

Shyrik's excitement was clearly visible on his face. "I have some interesting news, friends." He pulled open a few documents and screenshots, sending them to Pidge to let her scroll through them.

Pidge's eyes widened, causing Keith to raise and eyebrow and lean over to look at her display, a bite of humpnar leg in his mouth. "What?" he said, bits of meat flying everywhere and disappearing as "dead" entities.

"Shyrik, could this really...?"

He was nodding frantically. "Yes. Experienced gamers have come together and discussed the state of the world as it stands. Quests have gotten incredibly difficult. The level maps are getting smaller. And completing the mysterious Trial Quests that were unlocked about a week ago has yielded some strange clues. The experts among us have deliberated and concluded that we are indeed reaching the end of the game."

Keith's jaw went slack. "After six months...six months of fighting...it's...we're..."

Shyrik nodded enthusiastically. "Yes! After all this time, we may finally be able to go home!"