To Fix A Multiverse

Epilogue 1

Fresh smiled a bit as he played a videogame with Cross. He was totally losing but he didn't mind at all. It was really fun.

"Gotcha!" Cross called out as he managed to cross the finish line first. Fresh smiled. He was glad that Cross was having fun too. He drove over the finish line happily.

"This is really fun." He said with a bright smile.

"It sure is." Cross replied happily. "I'm glad you're enjoying it."

Fresh nodded with a smile.

"It's absolutely awesome. Can we play another round?" He asked happily. Cross nodded in agreement and set everything up.

"What are you two doing?" Dust asked them with a grin.

"We're playing a racing game. It's absolutely awesome." Fresh explained with a smile.

"Wanna join?" Cross asked.

"Sure." Dust agreed and walked over to them. Fresh smiled as he watched Cross set everything up.

Not even a minute later they were at the start, waiting for the countdown to reach zero.

Fresh started driving happily. The game was so much fun. He watched Cross and Dust curiously as they viciously battled for the top spot.

"Stop ramming me!" Dust called out and shoved Cross a bit.

"Why are you fighting?" Fresh asked confusedly as he drove through one of the weird boxes. He smiled as he got some items.

"Because I wanna win." Dust replied with a frown. Cross glared at him.

"I wanna win too." He said. Fresh tilted his head a bit.

"But the game's fun. That's all that counts." Fresh said. Cross frowned at him.

"That sounded way too wise. How old are you?" He asked with a confused look. "I thought you were younger than me." He mumbled. Fresh blinked and thought about it. How old was he? He'd been born...

"I think I turned nineteen this year." Fresh replied with a thoughtful frown. Cross and Dust stared at him blankly, allowing him to pass them easily and win the game.

"You're that young?!" Dust asked shockedly. Fresh looked up and nodded.

"Yeah. You didn't know?" He asked. Cross frowned.

"We first met you two years ago. You were seventeen?" He asked, sounding horrified.

Fresh nodded with a frown.

"Yeah. What's the big deal?" He asked.

Fresh winced when Dust and Cross hugged him.

"We threatened a kid..." Dust mumbled quietly in disbelief. Cross clung to Fresh tightly.

"Um... Yeah, you did but what's the problem?" Fresh asked with a frown.

"You're just a kid..." Cross mumbled quietly, cuddling the smaller skeleton close.

"Please let me go." Fresh replied with a frown. He didn't like being held so tightly. Cuddles were nice but not so suddenly.

Cross frowned but let Fresh go. He pulled Dust back.

"Let's just tell Nightmare so he feels bad too." He suggested with a frown.

Fresh looked up at them wide-eyed.

"I don't want him to feel bad because of me..." He said quietly.

"He won't feel bad because of you." Dust tried to reassure him.