The Ant Fic

naivete and longing

 Back when they first joined the colony, as young and naive as they were, they'd both had such high hopes for the future. The Furby would guide them. He would light their path, show them the way to the golden gates of the Fire Ant City-- because that, admittedly, was what they were truly after from the start.

Dant had dreamed about it since he was young. The mounds and mounds of rare herbs and spices, all contained in one massive anthill, which legend said to span the breadth of an entire system of oak tree roots. All of the wealth they would find there...

But after they joined, it become more about their colony than anything else. In all honesty Dant felt as though he and Phinsect had grown apart since then-- since they were loners, travelling together, just the two of them against the world. Now, it seemed their responsibilities had pried them away from each other, and Dant missed his best friend.