Believe

Who's Impolite?

"Fantasy?" Reality was scared. "Are you okay?"

"Is that who I am?" Fantasy asked, worried. "Fantasy?"

"Why don't you tell us what happened," Curiosity told Fantasy.

"O - okay," Fantasy stuttered. "Well, I don't remember much. I know I was disappointed in something, and unsure what to do about it. That's it. I've been on that cloud, for I don't know how long. I don't know what's wrong with me!" Fantasy started to cry.

"It's okay!" Four voices said at once. But that just made her cry more.

"Why are you even here? I'm just a pointless girl who can't do anything!" Fantasy said in between sobs.

"Fantasy, we're here for you. We're going to save you." Reality told her.

"How?"

"Just trust us."

"Yeah," Hope said, coming up with an idea. "Curiosity, do you know of any Emotions that could help?"

"I do. Proud remembers a lot, so he might know how to help Fantasy remember, though he brags a lot too. Creative gets a lot of ideas. I have a lot of books, maybe one of them could help."

"Good. Fantasy, don't worry, you'll remember." Hope said.

"Thank you. But why are you doing this? What did I ever do to you?" Fantasy asked Hope.

"Fantasy, life isn't only about yourself, no matter what someone tells you. The people below us, they have been searching for the meaning of life since they were created! Life is meant to be unique for everyone, so why wouldn't we come together? What would be the point of anything if there wasn't something special to make out of it? So that's why we help others, because if we didn't, soon enough we would all be meaningless robots!"

"Oh."

"So what are we waiting for? Come on, Light, Reality, Curiosity, and Fantasy. Fantasy's memory is waiting!"

* * *

Once they entered the bubble, they went to find Proud. Curiosity led the way.

"Here we are," Curiosity declared when they arrived, but she didn't need to. Unlike the other houses, Proud had written his name ALL OVER the house. It wasn't easy to miss.

Light rang the doorbell. There was a faint I am awesome, and then the door opened.

"Hi, Proud," Light said. Then she introduced everyone else and explained the case. "Do you think you can do it?"

"There is nothing I can't do!" Proud smiled. "Come in."

They walked in. "Can you help me remember?" Fantasy asked Proud.

"Yes. Now, close your eyes. What do you see?"

"Nothing."

"Okay... um, whats your greatest memory?"

"I don't know!"

"What's your name?"

Light interrupted. "Proud, we're done here."

"But -"

"Fantasy, let's go."

And the five Personificationites left Proud's house.

* * *

Creative wasn't very helpful either. "I'm having head block!" He said.

That's why they were looking through Curiosity's books at the moment. And she had a lot.

"Guys!" Reality called after an hour. "I think I found something!"

Everyone rushed over to where Reality was standing. She was holding a book titled, Mental & Magic.

Reality began to read out loud. "Magical Amnesia can be caused by a spell from the Strong Ones, like when they erased the memory of the first king's wife while she was in the pit, but usually it is the result of being forgotten. Unlike the spell, which has no cure, being forgotten is very easy to fix. Someone who truly cares about the one who has been forgotten must tell that person, 'Remember the old, remember the new, because the others, they have forgotten you' and do an action of caring towards them.This will last for three months, until the permanent answer is found."

"That makes sense, we still have to make the people believe for a permanent result," Light said. "Reality, do you truly care about Fantasy?"

"I do."

"Fantasy, are you ready?"

"I am."

"Okay. Reality?"

Reality looked at Fantasy. "Remember the old, remember the new, because the -"

But Reality never finished. "How impolite," a raspy voice interrupted. "You never said hello." He stared at Light. And then a knife was against her throat.