have to sleep in the mess tent. He arrived at the pile of rubble that was once his tent, and tried to salvage as many of his belongings as possible. He was able to find a bag of gold and his old ↓

Killing Edge from under the pile, but many of his other possesions were either broken or shattered.

Donnel walks up to Lon'qu. "Howdy Lon'qu! What cha got thur?"

'...Hello Donnel. I'm replacing my tent that Gregor destroyed.'

"Naw not that, THAT!" He points to the paper in Lon'qu's pocket. Meanwhile, Stahl sneaks out of his tent to make Sumia her favorite breakfast.

[GRAAAGH! IT LOOKS LIKE THE MIIVERSE ADMINISTRATION STRUCK AGAIN! THEY JUST HAD TO BAN ALAINA!]

[I saw... *Drops onto knees* WHY?!?! WHY THOSE WHO LEAST DESERVE IT?!] '...What, this? It's a speech. Since I'm the best man for Stahl and Sumia's wedding, I have to deliver one at the bachelor↓

party.... Good thing I had Cynthia there to help me write it. You want to read it?' Lon'qu handed the paper to Donnel, expecting him to have the same reaction to the speech.

"Aw it'd be pretty darned bad if Stahl'd picked me. I ain't good at words, but I's a great at groomin'. I reckon he's a smart one to make me a groomin' man. I ain't bin telled to groom nuthin though."

[Admins... take me instead...] Lon'qu thought that Donnel would also praise the work of art. Peeko however, knew that if Donnel could read at all, his reaction would be much different.

[Sorry, gtg. Might not be on until tomorrow.]

[Sorry, haven't been on in awhile... Do you know exactly why Alaina got banned? Also, is it for 2 weeks or permanently?]

[GRR, OH IT BETTER NOT BE PERMANENT! IF THE ADMINS WERE MORE LIKE REAL LIFE, I'D MAKE A PETITION ON HERE TO BRING HER BACK! IT'S ALWAYS THE GOOD PEOPLE THAT GET ↓

BANNED! IT'S SAD THAT WE CAN'T TRY TO GET HER BACK SINCE THE ADMINS WOULD MOST LIKELY BAN SOMEONE WHO TRIED TO DO THAT. I JUST CAN'T STAND HOW THEY BANNED SOMEONE ↓

AS AWESOME AS ALAINA! SOONER OR LATER, THE ADMINS WILL MAKE EVERYONE AS ANGRY AS I AM AND I CAN'T WAIT FOR THAT DAY!]

[ok so i literally forgot my brother had a 3ds so yeah it's only 2 weeks and i'm pretty darn sure he won't mind. i got banned because someone said they hated sully & i got mad and defended her but i↓

made sure i didn't use any words. anyways, someone reported the comment, i had a few other harmless comments deleted in the past, and got banned. 2 weeks though that's ridiculous.]

[Yes! Good thing it's only temporary and to have you back!] Stahl, after waking up, decides to sneak out to make Sumia's favorite breakfast. [Too bad you won't be on as much for the next 13 days.]

[thank the lord; i want to draw some things but this screen's so off] Having spent all of her energy helping Lon'qu, Cynthia overslept along with her mother. Being awesome was hard work, afterall.

"While I'm at it, I might as well make Cynthia's favorite again." Stahl starts whistling a song about the duty of a soldier.

[You're back! Thank the Gods! :D] 'Finally done...' After numerous hours of tireless work, Lon'qu had finally finished assembling another tent for himself. He had made the interior as similar as ↓

possible to his old one, although it seemed much more empty now. It was harder than it looked to set up the tent; especially on one leg. Donnel was still staring at the copy of the speech, ↓

probably rendered speechless by it's perfection. Feeling hungry, Lon'qu started walking towards the mess tent.

He entered the mess tent, and saw Stahl making a large mass of food. '...What are you making Stahl? ...Do you need any help?' It seemed as if Stahl was cooking an entire feast by himself.

"Oh I'm just making Sumia and Cynthia breakfast. Specifically, their each getting their favorites." Donny walks in. "Lon'qu, this speech'is nuthin' but a bunch a nonsense! I caint even read it!"

*turns and looks at Donnel* '...What? What are you talking about?'

Donny says in a perplexed manner, "Just a bunch a random pig plop." Stahl, confused as to what exactly is wrong, begins taking his families' breakfast to the tent.

'...I think you're mistaken. That speech is a work of art. ...Hey, where did Stahl go?'

Finally awake, it took a moment for Cynthia's brain to register that she actually rolled off and onto the ground in her sleep. She couldn't see the other half of the room, but groaned in hopes one ↓

of her poor taxed parents would hear her and baby her, then remembered they never woke up early. [hello vince! yeah getting banned for saying heck is a pretty harsh thing. and for two weeks?? gosh..]

Stahl gently nudges Sumia's shoulder. "Wake up sweetheart. I've got a little something for you. Oh, Cynthia, are you alright baby girl? I've got something for you too."

"My head.." She complained, trying to sound as pained as she could. Sumia quickly woke with great timing too, she was starving and couldn't have been happier to see her favorite food already made for↓

"*Gasp!* Are you okay Cynthia?! You didn't hit your head in the same spot did you?" Back in the mess tent, Donny got ready to explain to Lon'qu what was wrong with the speech.

her. "You made breakfast again all by yourself, AND our favorites? Oh, Stahl.." She said with a tone meant for complimenting a toddler, then pinched his cheek. Cynthia's act vanished as soon as food ↓

was involved, flopping on her feet and grabbing six or seven pancakes. She had also used up all the syrup on them in the matter of a few blinks.

He blushes slightly. "*sigh* Cynthia, nothing perks you up like food, huh?" (Donny) "Lon'qu I cain't make heads er tails of this speech. Somethin' bout great power and great responsibility and ↓

then not bein' scared of no ghosts. Then - what is that? Hasta luh veesta baby? I ain't got a clue what cher sayin'!" [Yeah! Country versions of movie quotes! I need to watch more Terminator movies!]

[One word: Amazing.] 'What? Let me see...' Taking the paper back from Donnel, Lon'qu read through the speech once again, but this time more thoroughly. After a second, he realized that the speech ↓

In shock, Cynthia's fork fell between her fingers and clanked dramatically on her plate. As she turned her head slowly to her father, Sumia smacked hers. "Here we go." Cynthia talked with her mouth ↓

awfully full, and she chewed between words; "Excuspph me? Anf you don't feelgk the same about phhfood?" She sounded as terrifying as she could, despite her words sounding goofy.

Stahl's face turns a much brighter shade of red. "...eep."

did in fact make no sense at all. He blinked once to make sure he was seeing right. '...How blind am I? What is this even saying?' The words didn't seem to connect. There was a multitude of spelling ↓

and grammar errors, and there was what appeared to be a sketch of Peeko in the bottom left corner.

[drawing peeko on the side. cynthia u poet] Cynthia swallowed down the remaining chewed food in her mouth, then menacingly pointed at her dad. "Next time you think about teasing me for my appetite, ↓

(Stahl) "H-hey! I may have an above average appetite, but I don't let it control me like I used to. I only would eat like that because I never thought I'd find love! Would you rather me be like that ↓

eating my heart out thinking that I'll never find the perfect woman to settle down with and have children with?! *sniff*" Before they can notice his tears. Stahl storms out and goes to the training ↓

remember who I got i--this again!? Reaallllly?!?" Sumia felt like pulling her hair out over their pointless argument.

pavilion to destroy some dummies. Luckily this distracts him from his tears. He only regretted upsetting Sumia about that again. [Ugh, my Stahl is much too emotional.]

[it's ok omg stahls 500% the sensitive type with lon'qu of course] Sumia frowned, looking straight at her daughter. Cynthia counteracted with a pout, though deep inside she knew this was all her ↓

fault. Then turning on her heels, Sumia stormed after Stahl, who was still swinging when she unexpectedly hugged him by the waist from behind, burying her face in his back. She was angry at the two↓

for reacting without knowing any better, but was more deeply concerned for Stahl's feelings. She sometimes wished neither of them were so stupid.

'...Donnel... you saved my life again...' Luckily someone had informed Lon'qu of the horribleness of the speech before the actual party. He was perplexed at how he could possibly once think it was ↓

a good speech; it was so terrible that the language seemed alien. He left the mess tent, trying to read what was written on the paper. It was mostly scribbles, but he could make out a few words. ↓

Stahl gets jarred back to reality by the unexpected hug and drops his wooden sword. Only then does he notice the small streak of tears down his face.

'What does that say...? S...Sparta? And... who's Toto? What's a Kansas? ..."May the force..." something, something, something. ...What................................ I don't even....................'

Before long, Lon'qu had acquired a headache from reading the speech.

Stahl awkwardly turns around, still semi-trapped in the hug and does the same to Sumia. "I'm sorry for acting like that. It's a bit of a sensitive subject to me now."

[this is why i love cynthia] Though unaware he was even crying, Sumia didn't budge, and even locked her embrace, pulling him in tighter. She knew she was awful with words, and she stayed quiet.

Feeling quite nauseated, Lon'qu felt he had to lie down. Trudging back to his tent, he tried to keep himself from falling on the ground.

Stahl wipes his tears away before kissing Sumia's forehead. "Thank you Sumia. Shouldn't you go back to eat your breakfast dear?"

[Sorry guys, I'm getting off early tonight. For some reason I can't keep my eyes open any longer. Good Night!]

Sumia shook her head slowly. "Not unless you join us. I'm not going anywhere if you're not." Though, in their tent, Cynthia contemplated just eating her mother's food, but instead went out of her way↓

[Goodnight John!] Concered for Lon'qu, Peeko flew out to the med tent and back to Lon'qu's, bringing a Sweet Tincture with him. 'Thanks Peeko...' Lon'qu sipped the carbonated drink, and instantly↓

to search everywhere for one of the Shepherds who had recently gone missing. She must've looked everywhere in Virion's tent nine times over. [night john! oh and sorry for the times i fell asleep.]

his nausea subsided. '...You're a good friend.' Lon'qu patted him on the head and fed him some seeds.

'...Wait... I shouldn't be lying in bed... I should be looking for the missing Shepherds!' Downing the rest of the drink, Lon'qu stood up and exited his tent with Peeko. He walked over to Vaike's ↓

tent, feeling that this expedition was way overdue. 'Vaike? Get up, it's time to search for--' Lon'qu entered Vaike's tent, but it was empty. '...Vaike? Where are you? ...Gods, is he missing too?' ↓

Lon'qu wondered where Vaike could have gone to. He hadn't seen him since they received the letter from Oilisab. 'Okay... think... where could he be? ...His spying spot in the forest! That's it!'↓

Lon'qu darted out of the tent, but suddenly stopped just before the forest. The last time he went searching for a Shepherd in the forest, he ended up in Valm. Pacing back and forth, he considered his↓

options. He did not want to make another poor decision. Walking back into camp, he heard something from inside Virion's tent.

'Virion? ...Is that you?'

Cynthia had been halfway underneath Virion's nightstand when she heard Lon'qu. "Hu--" She went to look in his direction, but banged her head pretty badly on the table and she grouched. "..I'm gonna ↓

feel that one tomorrow...-Lon'ny? You lookin' for old Virion too..? ...He's not under his nightstand..."

'Cynthia? ...Yeah, I'm looking for him as well. He's nowhere to be found.' Lon'qu entered the tent and saw that Cynthia seemed to have suffered another head injury. '...Vaike's gone too.'

'Cynthia, are you okay? Your head is all... bruised again.'

Cynthia nodded, gripping her head and wincing. "He is..? Gods, why are all the cool people gone? ..Minus you." She quietly was torn between loving and hating Vaike at this point.

Lon'qu forgot about the missing shepherds for the moment. 'Seriously Cynthia... you need a healer. Does it hurt? Do you want me to get you an elixir?'

'Cynthia, maybe you should rest. Head injuries shouldn't be taken lightly. ...We can look for the others later.' Before she could say anything, Lon'qu left the tent to get Cynthia an elixir.

"Whaaaat, it's not like I'm bleeding!" She posed, waving her arms out like a loon, then her luck went sour and blood started spilling from her forehead. "...Oh.."

Lon'qu returned with an elixir and some bandages from the med tent. 'Here. Go ahead and rest. ...Don't lose too much blood.'

'Heal up, Cynthia. We can look for them together later.' There was no arguing with Lon'qu; he was starting to care more and more of Cynthia's well being, much like the uncle he was in the future. ↓

Cynthia glumly applied the bandages to her forehead. Never had she felt more humiliated in her life. Defeatedly she trudged back to her tent, heeding Lon'qu's wise advice. "Goodnight, I guess.."

Waving goodbye to her, Lon'qu left the tent and headed towards his own. [I'm going to sleep now... Goodnight!]

[goodnight vince! now im emotional hes becoming her uncle oh no,,,, :<]

Lon'qu walked towards the training pavilion, hoping that it would be deserted. He was intent on minimally showing his swordsmanship skills to others, as he had not quite yet mastered the blade.

Cynthia was already back to searching for Virion. She had to remind herself twice not to look under the same nightstand, until finally she took her immaturity to a whole new level. "..He's gotta be ↓

in the closet. Gods it's so obvious though!" Cynthia pushed and shoved her way through Virion's enormous wardrobe, having to constantly spit out feathers and cravats. "VIRION, I KNOW YOU'RE IN HERE."

As he approached the pavilion, he could see that Stahl and Sumia were already there, hugging. He froze instantly, and tried to back away as slowly and quietly as possible, trying not to be noticed.

'*whispering* Don't... intrude...' They didn't seem to have noticed him, so he continued to slowly back away one step at a time. '...Don't... turn... around...'

Lon'qu's luck was with him that day, as one of the two gross lovebirds began feeling self-conscious and rushed out embarrassingly trying to find her missing hairclip. She felt bare without it, ↓

Luckily, he was able to escape the situation undetected, and quickly sprinted back to his tent. His leg was feeling far better today, almost healed and only slightly sore.

believing it set her apart from any random maiden on the streets. Emerging from the endless wardrobe, Cynthia needed time to take in real air. "Gods, that thing is so deep..It's like there's another ↓

dimension in there…" Once her breathing was steady again, she did whatever it took to burn the female clothing from her mind as efficiently as possible. "If he's in there, he's never gonna come out."

"Sumia? Wait, what are you-" He notices her lack of hairpieces. "Oh. I'll go get you some more if you lost yours dear!" Stahl leaves for town to buy Sumia some hairpieces/clips like the ones she had.

Lon'qu heard more rustling from inside Virion's tent. Assuming that Cynthia was searching for him again, he entered and saw that she had gone through his closet. '...Good luck trying to find him in ↓

there. ...It's like another world inside.'

Somehow, Sumia made her way to the other two and held her head where her trademark hairpiece should have been, then heard 'Virion's wardrobe'. Without hesitation, she flew into his closet, flinging ↓

dozens of all types and articles of clothing out as she went deeper into the abyss. Cynthia was eventually shoved out by her lunatic mother, and gave a concerned look over at Lon'qu.