45. Dinner and a Show

Chapter 44 - Dinner and a Show

Things could not be more looking up for Anne, Darrel, Sasha, Marcy, the Plantars, the Salamanders, and Grime. They return to Wartwood from the third temple and have recharged all the stones. Now all that's left is for the group to return to Newtopia and give the box to King Andrias so that he could send them home properly.

To celebrate their victory in recharging the stones, Anne and the Plantars set up a dinner party for the whole gang. Sasha and Grime took shelter at Felicia's tea house, where she had rooms for rent at the time. Marcy took shelter in the fwagon, like before, but helped the Plantars set up for the evening.

Darrel and the Salamanders were in the basement, getting dolled up and ready. Darrel hears Anne and Marcy talk about Sasha and how she's willing to change. He looks down to the floor and frowns, knowing that Sasha is going to betray them somehow.

"Are you okay, Darrel?" Tint asked. "It's just hard," replied Darrel. "I can't ignore the obvious. Sasha and Grime are planning something, Marcy and the king are planning something. I feel like that the only person I can trust right now is Anne."

"Don't forget," said Cronaxx. "You can also trust yourself. In situations like this, that's how it should be." Darrel nodded, "Thanks Cronaxx." "Although," said Tint. "I am kinda on the fence that Anne would invite Grime over as well." "We have to respect Anne's choice," said Darrel. "That doesn't mean we don't have to like it though. I agree, Grime is one of those guys who could betray you."

"Amphibia has made me grow out of my comfort zone," said Darrel. "And my friends have changed so much. Some even show our true nature." "That may be true," said Cronaxx. "But that isn't going to make time stand still. The dinner party is starting soon."

Later that day, with the group all dressed up, Darrel and the salamanders magically moved the furniture around for the entertainment part of the evening. Anne comes up in her Thai formal clothes, making Darrel blush lightly. "Wow," he said. "Anne, you look lovely." Anne blushes, "Thanks Darrel, you're not so bad yourself."

Then, a knock was heard on the front door. "That must be our guests," said Cronaxx. "Okay, now everyone please be cool?" Anne asked. "Remember, this isn't the same Sasha who tried to kill you and take over Amphibia."

The Plantars and the salamanders agreed. Anne opens the door to reveal Grime and Sasha ready for the evening. The Plantars cower at the sight of Grime's smile, but Anne persuades them to calm down.

Grime brings in a cart with a cover on top. "My sincere thanks to you all for the kind invitation," he said. "Your home is sufficient for habitation." He pushes the cart to the Plantars. "I baked a Vol-cake-no. It needs a little more time to rise, but it's sure to end the night with a devastating explosion." The group squirmed quietly until Grime said, "Of chocolatey goodness."

Hop pop goes to move the cart to an open area of the house and Darrel and Anne stand face to face with a stern Sasha. "Well gang," said Sasha. "Looks like, we're all finally back together again!"

Darrel smiles while the three girls cheer with glee. "Human friendships are loud," said Polly covering her ears. "Human friendships differ in many ways," said Darrel. "I have my own."

Out in the backyard, the group takes their seats at the table. Sprig sat next to Anne, annoying Sasha. She gestured for him to move, but Grime gestured for her to leave it as they were. They cleared at each other's throats, until Hop pop asked, "Anyone care for a cough drop?"

Eventually Sasha gives in and takes a seat beside Polly. "Welp, enjoy everyone," said Hop pop. Everyone dines on Hop pop's grilled turnips. "It tastes so fresh," said Grime. "You must tell me which frogs you extort for produce."

"Actually, we planted them ourselves," said Cronaxx. "And they are frogs of course." "Oh, yes," said Grime. The gang sat in silence, while a cricket was chirping. "So," said Darrel. "Anyone want to hear a joke?" "Oh no," whispered Anne.

"What is the downside of eating a clock?" Darrel asked. Anne sighed in relief. "What?" Tint asked. "It's time consuming," replied Darrel. Everyone chuckled a bit, "That is so dumb," said Grime.

"I got one," said Hop pop. "How many toads does it take to screw in a mushroom light?" Darrel perked his eyes, getting the feeling that it may be offensive to Grime. "None! They prefer utter darkness and the smell of blood."

The group remained silent until, "Hahaha! Oh it's so true," said Grime. "Good one small frog!" The gang laughs it off, and continues feasting. "Gotta give it to Hop pop," said Polly. "He surely knows his way around the kitchen."

"Hey, Sash," said Marcy. "I can't get over your armor. It totally suits you." "I know right," said Sasha. "Way better than that dorky medieval school play we were in. Remember how I convinced you guys to skip rehearsal and hangout on the roof?" "And we had the loudest dance party?" Anne asked.

Darrel laughed, "Of course, how can I forget?" "Why did we stop doing stuff like that?" Sasha asked. "Well," said Marcy. "When we got caught, Anne took the blame and said it was her idea." Darrel suddenly stopped laughing. "That was not a good outcome," he said. "I felt terrible for staying quiet." "My parents grounded me for a month," said Anne.

"But you weren't alone, Anne," The girls perked up when Darrel said that. "After you got punished, I told my parents about how I convinced you guys to do it. They grounded me for a week."

"Oh yeah," said Sasha. "I forgot about that." She slumps on the table feeling guilty. "Hey, it's in the past," said Anne. "We're all different people now." "She's right," said Darrel. "Say, who's up for a rousing game of Draws-a-Doodle?" Hop pop asked. Grime slammed his fists on the table with delight. "I love Draws-a Doodle!"

The gang gets inside and prepare for their game. They noticed that the cake blew a gust of wind under the cloth, but shrugged it off. Grime digs into a bowl and pulls out his subject on what to draw. He draws four weird misshapen figures that not even Darrel could guess.

"You know what this looks like?" Anne asked. "That pep rally where the band got trapped under the stage?" Sasha asked. "A certain ant queen and her hive," said Darrel. Sasha was surprised. "Ant Queen?" "It was back in Newtopia," said Darrel. "That was the first thing after-"

Hop pop jumped in the center and said, "Sergeant Campbell Bilgewater and the horsefly rebellion of '48!" "Yes," said Grime. "For a frog, you're actually pretty smart." "Age comes wisdom," said Cronaxx. "It doesn't matter if you're a frog, a toad, a salamander, or a newt."

"Okay, my turn," said Hop pop. Grime gives Hop pop the marker and he makes a drawing of a sad snake. Everyone starts guessing, then Sasha says, "A weeping dirt snake?"

"Hah," laughed Sprig. "That doesn't look anything like a dirt snake. Bad guess! Bad guess!" His funny outburst makes Sasha give off a grouchy face. "'Weeping dirt snake' is right," said Hop pop. Now it was Sasha's turn to rub it in Sprig's face.

"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! In your face, twerp!" Her sudden outburst and poking make Sprig shrink into the couch. Darrel stepped up and placed his hand on her shoulder. "Hey, hey, take it easy Sash," he said. "It's just a game."

"But he-" Darrel raised his hand before she could say anything else. "It's your turn, just shrug it off and go." Sasha sighs, "Whatever." She goes up and draws her image. Darrel squints his eyes and tries to see a more basic structure.

"Oh, it's toad tower exploding," said Polly. "When Darrel caused that giant storm and nearly crippled the Toad army? Come on, you guys were there." Polly's guess made Grime growl. Darrel grew nervous at Polly's remark. "I don't think it's Toad Tower," said Cronaxx. "I think it's something more basic."

"No, I think it is," said Hop pop. "That's the top of Toad Tower where Anne chose us. Where Darrel broke up with Sasha right in front of everyone." Sasha started to growl from that memory, making Darrel sweat a drop.

To avoid any conflicts, Darrel spoke out of impulse, "Is it a tree?" Sasha lost her anger at that moment. "Yes it is," said Sasha. "Good guess Darrel." Darrel smiled in relief. So did Tint and Cronaxx.

"Alright, my turn." He takes the marker from Sasha and takes out a slip of paper that says one word, 'Family.' Darrel took a deep breath and drew five human figures. The amphibians look carefully and try to guess.

But for Anne, Sasha, and Marcy, they tied. "Is that a Father?" "A Mother?" "Siblings?" Darrel continues to draw more details on the bigger drawings. Giving the second one a cane. "A Grandmother?" Sasha guessed. "A band of humans?" Marcy guessed. Anne stood up, but just as she did, Grime's cake did as well.

"Is it your family?" Anne guessed. Darrel points to Anne, and then turns his attention to the cake. "Uh, Grime? Is that supposed to happen?"

The cake rises to the ceiling of the living room then rips off the roof of the house, scaring everyone except Grime. "Ooh, desert! Yummy!" The cake then spewed a lava type substance and spread all over the floor. Furniture burned up on contact.

"I like hot chocolate," said Anne. "But this is ridiculous." "Was this your plan all along?" Hop pop asked Grime. "Pretend to be nice to get into our home and blow it up?!" "It's revenge for Toad Tower!" Sprig cried.

"Sprig! Hop pop! Stop!" Tint cried. "Grime, is this a traditional Toad dessert?" "Indeed," said Grime. "The Vol-cake-no is a toad favorite. Every feast ends with a delicious dessert battle!"

"Battle?" Darrel asked. "Frogs don't battle!" Then, the ground started to shake and the lava substance stopped spewing from the cake. "Don't worry," said Grime. "It's delicious, assuming you survive the hornets."

"HORNETS!?" Darrel cried. Right on cue, hornets pop out of the cake like flies. Darrel's fears started to kick in, freezing him in place. "They're the best part," said Grime. "But beware, their stingers cause-" One of the hornets shoots a stinger right into Grime's butt. "-paralysis."

Grime falls flat on his face and the group scream. "What do we do?" Marcy asked. "We'll just have to fight them," said Sasha. As a hornet comes in to sting Sasha, she takes out a hidden dagger in her ponytail. But as she strikes the hornet, it fails to make a dent.

"Anne, you got a plan?" Darrel asked. "Of course," replied Anne. "Keep your staff in hand. Marcy, you have your crossbow?" Marcy reveals her crossbow from her dress sleeve. "Yep," Then, Marcy realizes what Anne's plan is when she takes the stinger out of Grime's butt.

"If we can't pierce their shells, maybe their stingers can." She shoots a stinger at one of the hornets, making it fall into the lava below. "Hey that actually worked," said Sasha. "Okay," said Anne. "Darrel, Sasha, I need you guys to get their attention. Get them mad at you."

Darrel and Sasha smile at each other, "That, we can do," said Sasha. "Come on, Darrel! Give it all you got!" "Just like old times," said Darrel. "Set 'em up, Sasha!" Darrel levitates Sasha so she can hit the hornets. Then, the hornets shoot their stingers at her. She deflects them to Marcy and she shoots the rest of the hornets into the lava.

After they defeat the hornets the lava hardens into chocolate. "Whoo hoo!" Darrel cried. "Teamwork, Sash!" He offers her a fist bump and she gladly accepts it. Marcy hugs her friends, "That sure was ding dang teamwork, guys!"

Sasha looks to the ground, "Anne, Darrel, I want to apologize for almost losing my cool earlier today. I understand you guys want me to change who I am. But I don't know if I can. I like who I am."

Darrel smiles, "We're not asking for you to change, Sash. We want you to understand that we've changed. And possibly for the better. I don't want you to change Sasha. Wanting to be someone else, is a waste of who you are."

"Whatever happened to that shy little boy who needed someone to back him up from time to time?" Sasha asked. Darrel points to his heart, "He's still here. He just started finding the courage to fight his own battles."

Anne goes over to hold his hand. "So how about it Sash?" she asked. "Think this whole thing can work?" "I think we can give it a shot," replied Sasha. "Thanks, Sash," said Darrel. The three hugged it out while the rest of the group watched.

Grime gets back on his feet as the paralysis wears off from his system. "Aw, I missed the whole battle?" he asked. "So what happens now?" Cronaxx asked. Grime pierces the chocolate covered hornet and says, "Dessert!" The group gathers around to try the fallen insect.

The very next day, the group met up at town square to hear the announcement from Mayor Toadstool. "Simmer down everyone, simmer down," he announced. "Now I know we're all a little on edge since Sasha and Captain Grime came to stay in Wartwood."

The crowd turned to them with unease and furious looks. "Why?" Sasha asked. "Because we invaded the town?" "It was just one time," said Grime.

"Point is, we could all use some levity," said Toadstool. "So let's consult the wheel of fun." Toadie brings up the wheel of fun and Toadstool spins the wheel. The crowd cheers, hoping whatever lands will be their fun event.

The wheel slows down to land on an event called 'Battle of the Bands.' "Alright everyone," said Toadstool. "Get your teams together and start rehearsing. Wartwood is having a Battle of the Bands!"

The crowd cheers and Darrel's eyes glimmer with excitement. "You guys think Wartwood is ready for a Sasha and the Sharps reunion?" Anne asked. "How can I say no to that?" Darrel responded.

"The what and the who?" Sprig asked. "It was a garage band the four of us had back home," said Marcy. "We used to slay at talent shows," said Sasha with a dramatic flare. "Why is everything you say so agro?" Hop pop asked.

"Hopediah, Sprig, Tint, Cronaxx," said Wally. "You guys want to join me and Loggle's jug band?" The four agree without hesitation and join the two.

"Come on guys," said Anne. "We can practice in the basement." The humans take Polly and head off. Except for Sasha who stuck around a bit to talk with Grime. "Hey Grimsey, I'm going to go rehearse with the gang. You alright going solo?" Grime nodded, "Oh yes, all shall tremble before my performance."

Back at the Plantar farm, the humans were tuning their musical instruments. Marcy was on the drums, Sasha and Anne were on guitars, and Darrel was on the xylophone. Usually he would play the electric keyboard, but Amphibia lacked his specific instrument.

"It's kinda cool how you practice on different instruments on such an occasion, Darrel," said Marcy. "What can I say? Music is a good hobby," said Darrel.

"So, what have you got there Sash?" Anne asked. Sasha places a case on the floor, and opens it to reveal an axe beetle she got from Toad Tower. The group was amazed by the look. "Check this out," said Sasha. She places a crystal on an input slot and plays a wicked rift.

The rest of the group follows in on her rift, playing their instruments in harmony. That is until Marcy loses grip on her drum sticks. The gang laughs after that little fluke. "What a blast," said Darrel. "I missed this so much."

"Sasha and the Sharps are back baby!" said Anne. "So, what song should we play at the battle?" Marcy asked. "We should definitely play my song Heart stomper," said Sasha. "It was always a hit back home."

"We could," said Darrel. "But we should at least try something new. What do you think, Marcy? Anne?" Marcy looked to Anne to see if she was on board. "Actually, I wrote a song about Amphibia," said Anne. "And I was wondering if we could play it together."

Darrel perked with excitement. "A new song? I'm in." He looks to Sasha and Marcy. "We should at least try it." "You didn't tell me you were writing a song," said Marcy. "We should try it."

"Is it okay with you Sasha?" Sasha looks to them with a unamused look on her face. "Look, Sash," said Darrel. "If it doesn't work out, we'll do your song. Okay?" Sasha smiles a bit, "For sure. Teach it to us Anne."

The group practiced their new song with Frobo on mist and Polly on lights. Darrel had his eyes shut when the girls sang the song along with him. He felt so alive when he played the xylophone. "And after that," said Anne as she gets her notes out. "Darrel can project all the adventures we had on Amphibia to show the crowd. And here's where Sasha plays a killer guitar solo. We sing the refrain one more time, and then we're done."

"Sounds wonderful, Anne," said Darrel. "Nice work, Anna Banana," said Marcy. "Fun to play too." Anne turns her attention to Sasha. "Sasha, what do you think?" "It's good," replied Sasha. "I just have a few tiny notes that could make it even better."

'Uh oh,' thought Darrel. 'Here we go again.' Sasha takes Anne's notes and turns her little suggestions into big changes. "These lyrics are all over the place tonally. They'll have to change." She flips the page and sees her and the others in bug suits. "Are these bug suits?"

She crosses them off, rejecting her fashion design. She takes Marcy's drums, claiming it as trimming them down. Sasha gives Polly more glowing mushrooms, claiming more light. Then turns to Frobo saying that he needs more fog, but not less either, making his response confused.

"Okay, Sasha," said Darrel. "I appreciate your notes, and the fact that it does sound simpler. But, it just doesn't feel like Anne's song anymore." "He's right Sasha," said Anne. "The lyrics are different, the melodies are different, it's just different."

"That's called collaboration, guys," said Sasha. "Then why does it feel like a hostile takeover?" Darrel asked. "Doesn't anyone get a say in this?" Both Darrel and Sasha squint their eyes, challenging their points of view.

Sasha sighed, "Once again, I am forcing you guys into doing things my way. You know what? Maybe I should just leave and join another band." With that, Sasha packed up her guitar and headed out.

"No, Sasha, it'll be more fun if you're here with us," said Anne. "I don't want to fight or argue with you," said Darrel. "I just want all of us to have fun."

"Listen, if I leave, you guys can have all the fun you want. I can have all the control I want. And we can all get what we want." "Well, I guess that makes sense," said Anne. "Yeah," said Sasha. "And don't worry, I'll still be rooting for you guys. This is just how I go sometimes. I'll see you tonight."

And just like that, Sasha takes off, leaving Anne, Marcy, and Darrel stumped. "So much for Sasha and the Sharps," said Anne. "Who's going to do the guitar solo now?" "I'm sure we'll be fine," said Marcy. "Probably."

"You guys done mopping?" Polly asked. "Cause Frobs and I charge by the hour." Frobo changes his pupils to a cents sign, signaling their payment. "Yeah, here," said Darrel. He gives Polly a small sack of coppers.

Later that day, Darrel takes some time to himself near Bessie's stable. Before he could rehearse anymore, he wanted to take possibly one last look around the farm. He looks at Clipper's old pen and remembers his first flight.

He enters the pen and takes a knee at the spot where he slept. "Clipper," he said. "Boy, I'm sorry you couldn't come home. But you are where your heart tells you. That's home, right? I'll see you again one day. But for now, Anne and our friends are about to participate in a talent show. So, I gotta be there for them." He took one look to the skies and said, "Goodbye, my friend."

He takes a batch of milkweed from his pocket, the same batch that he and Clipper interacted with, and places it on his sleeping spot. Then, Darrel looks to the side and spots some of Clipper's scales and skin. He thinks back to Anne's costume designs and decides to come up with modifications of his own.

That night, the talent show arrived on schedule. The contestants partook in the talent show. Some of them were pleased, others fell flat on their faces. Cronaxx, Tint, Hop pop, Sprig, Wally, and Loggle had a blast with their jug band.

Soon it was Sasha and the Sharps' turn. Darrel arrived on time with his costume all ready. He is dressed up with dark red fingerless gloves with two strip holes in the back of each hand. Attached to the gloves are Clipper's old dragonfly scales. He has also crafted dragonfly boots with some of Clipper's shedded feet.

His outfit overall consists of dragonfly scales, an extra pair of jeans, a cape designed to look like dragonfly wings. His head gear consists of crafted dragonfly goggles, and a headband with dragonfly antennas. His face is painted across with a light blue lightning bolt, like David Bowie.

He waits backstage for Anne and Marcy to arrive. "Darrel, over here!" Anne cried. He turns around to find Anne and Marcy in their insect costumes. "Hey guys," said Darrel. "I was worried I'd go on without you guys."

Anne gazed at Darrel's dragonfly costume. "Wow, Darrel. You look great," she said. "Thanks," said Darrel. "I designed this costume to make myself look like Clipper." "I can definitely see the resemblance," said Marcy.

"I think Clipper would really like your idea of dressing up like him for this moment," said Anne. "I think so too," said Darrel. He walks up to Anne and places an arm around her. "But you know what? I bet if he found a mate, she would be as beautiful as you."

"Aww, Darrel stop it," blushed Anne. "Hey guys, we're up next," said Marcy. "Let's go." The three arrive with their instruments and find Sasha with Toadie behind her.

"Hey Sasha," said Anne. Sasha turns to see her friends all ready for their performance. "Oh hey guys," she said. "Those costumes are something else." "I'm a Drag-Anne-fly," said Anne. "And so am I," said Darrel. "Just a little commemoration for my friend Clipper." "And I'm the personification of metamorphosis," said Marcy. "Moth," said Darrel. "She's a moth."

"Cool," said Sasha. "Well have fun out there," Marcy rolled her drums out on stage and Anne and Darrel followed. While the two got their instruments set up, Darrel tried to talk to Sasha one more time.

"You know, it's more fun if you joined us," he said. "But you guys clearly didn't want me in control," said Sasha. "I was only doing that to help us all succeed. I just wanted to be a good friend. Why couldn't you guys see that?"

Darrel smiled, "Take it from someone who followed you every step of the way. No matter how badly you want us to succeed, you can't force it." "He's right," said Toadie, looking at Mayor Toadstool. "Sometimes being a good friend, just means being there for them when they need it the most." "Keep that in mind Sasha," said Darrel as he goes out on stage.

"Ladies and Gentle-Frogs," announced Toadstool. "I give you the Sharps!" The crowd applauded as the spotlights hit on Anne, Marcy, and Darrel. Frobo activates his fog hands and the three begin to play.

(No Big Deal - Anne Boonchuy, Sasha Waybright, Marcy Wu, Darrel Loyalitat)

Anne: Took a leap through a box super weird to a swamp where frogs talk.

Marcy and Darrel: Ooh

Anne: Now I'm stuck, got no plans just my luck I'll do the best that I can.

Marcy and Darrel: Ooh

Anne: Making friends and enemies, it's weird but hey it's grown on me!

Marcy and Darrel: Ooh

Anne, Marcy, and Darrel: Bugs, Frogs, Newts, and Toads! Gonna' be a bumpy road!

Salamanders, bugs for lunch

Anne: I think I actually love this swamp!

Anne, Marcy & Darrel: It's no big deal, yeah no big deal!

Find a way to start again, brush off the dirt and make some friends!

It's no big deal, yeah no big deal!

I feel at home in a place that shouldn't be real.

Crazy strange but it's no big deal.

Mayor Toadstool: Well, it's certainly charming, I just hope there's a very cool guitar solo about to drop.

Anne: Here goes...

Sasha comes on stage and joins.

Darrel smiles and projects their adventures in Amphibia.

All: Oooooh!

It's no big deal, yeah no big deal!

I feel at home in a place that shouldn't be real.

Anne: Killer birds...

All: But it's no big deal!

Sasha: Riding snails...

All: but it's no big deal!

Marcy: Eating flies...

All: But it's no big deal!

Darrel: Spells and charms…

All: But it's no big deal!

Anne: Finally me and it's no big deal.

They finished the song with what they wanted to do together. The crowd cheered with delight and even got a score of sixteen from Toadstool and Duckweed.

"Sasha that was amazing," said Anne as she gave her a high five. "You really slayed it out there with the solo," said Darrel. "We're so psyched you joined us," said Marcy. "Me too," said Sasha. "I'm sorry I took so long." "It's okay," said Darrel. "You pretty much made it up already."

And now, there was one final act of the night, Captain Grime. He comes out with a dark case, but reveals it to contain a beautiful harp. Everyone, even Sasha, was surprised. "This piece is dedicated to the serenity of nature," said Grime.

Grime played away on his harp, stunning all the citizens of Wartwood. For the next three hours, he drove everyone in tears. Followed by cheers and a perfect score from the judges. Grime celebrated in triumph.

"Sorry we lost Sasha," said Marcy. "You know," said Sasha. "As much as it pains me to lose, it was worth it to have so much fun with you guys out there." "Me too," said Darrel. "But I gotta admit, I did not expect a professional from Grime there."

With the contest over, Toadstool gets the people's attention again. "Alright folks, gather around. I got one more announcement." Everyone gathers around like Toadstool said. "Now as I understand it, you four kids will be leaving us soon."

"Yep," said Anne. "With the box charged, we'll be heading for Newtopia tomorrow for the king to send us home. Everyone, you've all done so much for me, and I'll miss you more than you could ever know."

The crowd stood with emotional faces, some with tears, but most with smiles. Anne and her friends may have caused trouble in Wartwood, but deep down, they will miss her most of all. The town proved that they accepted her, but now are heartbroken to see her go.

"Hey, before we go," said Anne. "Can we take a group photo?" "Heck yeah," said Toadstool. "Everybody line up!"

Sprig places Anne's phone on the stand while the whole town sits in place. "Sprig, Come on!" Anne cried. "This is a moment no one should forget," said Darrel. Sprig gets in front of the humans, and the camera goes off.

"Hey Grime," said Darrel. "That was some amazing playing you did on the harp." "Why thank you," said Grime. "Tell me," said Darrel. "Have you ever played guitar before?" "I don't think I have," replied Grime.

Darrel smiles and takes out his makeshift guitar. "Here's your first look at guitar playing." Darrel plays a few notes, getting the group's attention. Even some of the townsfolk.

(Future Days - Joel Miller LoU2)

Darrel:

If I ever were to lose you

I'd surely lose myself

Everything I have found here

I've not found by myself

Try and sometimes you'll succeed

To make this man of me

All of my stolen missing parts

I've no need for anymore

I believe

And I believe 'cause I can see

Our future days

Days of you and me

The crowd listened to his song. Some cried, some yawned and went home tired. But the group stayed listening to his song. Anne rested her head on his shoulder, swooning to his singing voice. Marcy and Sasha smiled with how much Darrel has gotten bold in a strange new world.

That night while everyone was asleep, Cronaxx started tossing and turning. He started feeling uncomfortable for some strange reason. He finds himself in eternal darkness. He continued walking until he started hearing voices. "I did not agree to this." "You don't walk away from me!" "Destroy them all!"

He runs to hear the voices, only to be blocked by dark figures with lights coming from their eyes. One figure towers him and picks him up. "You think they don't know," said the figure in a familiar voice. "Eventually you will tell them." He throws Cronaxx to the ground, slamming him on the floor.

Cronaxx wakes up at that very instant, breathing heavily. "Okay," he whispered. "The box, the old village, the ruins of disaster, the robot, and the king. I did something in the past. Something I wasn't proud of. Whatever it was, I hope I can remember. So that it never happens again."

Oh boy, Cronaxx is seriously trying to remember what he couldn't long ago. Whatever it was, let's hope he can remember his past before they return to Newtopia. After all, there's only one chapter left until the beginning of Season 3. I promise you guys, the next chapter is going to be very dramatic. And to those who saw the season finale: be prepared to feel hurt again.