*WARNING* (This chapter is a little...affectionate. I normally don't write things too mushy, because I don't want to scare my readers away, but I decided to do some mushy crap in celebration of 10k reads! Wooo! )
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"What do you mean we have to delay it?!"

"Jordan please be patient. I know you wish to save Andor, we all do. But we must wait just a while longer, we need to be prepared. We haven't gotten any of the supplies we need nor have we found a location of this inertia prison. It would be completely useless to go now. I'm sorry, I'm promise it will happen soon. Andor is strong, he can manage through this. You must wait."

Dec had called another meeting, this time without a horn, and was discussing the rescue mission. He said we needed to push it back another week, mainly because no one had enough time to prepare and we were trying to fend off the taint. It was spreading everywhere at the speed of light.

I was still bummed though. I'm beginning to lose hope that Andor's gonna make it. I was even beginning to accept that he was dead already. My dreams were getting more and more disturbing. I think Ianite was trying to send me visions of warning, and they were definitely working.

Poor Tom hadn't had any sleep for awhile because everytime I closed my eyes I had a vision and it would always end with screaming, throwing things, and spacing out for long periods of time. He was trying to help me as much as he could, but I could tell he was really tired and exhausted. While Dec had been giving his speech, he nearly fell asleep while standing beside of me. I had to nudge him a couple of times before he fully opened his eyes again.

My visions were always filled with ultimate death and gore, and they would happen all the time. I remember one morning I was eating breakfast with Tom and I blacked out for a second. When I woke back up, Tom was screaming at me and shaking me as hard as he could. He said I collapsed out of my chair and hit the floor really hard. He said my pulse had slowed and I wouldn't respond to him, he was afraid I had died somehow. But I didn't remember a thing.

Another time last week, I was playing fetch the mob with Terrence and I blacked out. Tom told me later I had went on a rampage. That I was screaming and throwing things and muttering words in a different language that he didn't understand. Terrence didn't like to play with me anymore after that. He was terrified of me. It was kind of disheartening.

It was like I was possessed or something. I was scared that one day I might flip out on my friends and hurt them.
So for the past few days I had been isolating myself from everyone. I stayed inside the specter dimension for long periods of time, sometimes even the whole day, just to be sure I wouldn't hurt Tom or Terrence. Tom said I didn't need too, that I would be fine and wouldn't hurt them. But I wasn't going to risk it, even if it costed me my sanity.

I saw Tom leaning again and I nudged him a final time waking him up from his almost sleep. He groaned and rubbed his eyes. Dec stopped speaking and turned to him. "Thomas, if you don't think what I'm saying is relevant then maybe you should leave and stop distracting the rest of us?"

"I'm sorry... I'll stop I promise." He sounded so tired.

Dec faced me. "Have you been trying those new potions that I gave to you?"

"Yeah...I'm sorry Dec, they're just not working for me."

He sighed. "That's another problem with this mission. You two are too tired to function. You need to wait until these visions suffice."

I could feel my friends worried stares. They knew about the visions, I told all of them days ago.

"So were pushing back the mission until we get supplies and rest? Is that all?" Tucker asked impatiently.

"Yes that's all. Do you have something planned Tucker?"

"Well, I know we've all been stressed the hell out lately. And I know how much you guys like to party. I was gonna suggest we have a party at my place? It might get everyone out of this depression that's going on."

"When? Like right now?" I asked.

"Uh nah, sometime tonight maybe? It'll give you losers some time to clean up. You all look like shit. Especially Tom the dead zombie over there, you all look like you haven't slept in a week."

"That's because we haven't..." Tom yawned.

"I think a little party would be awesome! I'll be bring alcoholic beverages! It's not a party without getting hungover the next day!" Sonja exclaimed.

"I guess I could join you all. I have nothing more to do today," Wag shrugged.

"Guess its a party then! Dress nice, and bring foods. I'm too lazy to make food."

"Will do. See you guys later!" I pulled Tom along with me as we headed back to the tree. He was still barely awake.
We arrived inside and he sat down at the kitchen table with his head down.

"Tom, if you don't wanna go I'll gladly stay here with you. I know you haven't slept in forever..."

"Do me a big favor?" He asked, his voice muffled.

"Sure! What is it?"

"Dump a bucket of cold water on me. I'm going to that party, awake."

"Well...okay then."

I walked outside and grabbed a bucket from the barn. I walked to the stream and dipped the bucket in the water, getting a good size amount in it. I walked back inside and sat the bucket down.

"Are you sure you want me to do this? It's gonna suck."

"Just do it. I don't care."

I picked up the bucket and tilted in over Toms blue head. He jumped up immediately and screamed a girlish scream as he held his arms.

"BLOODY HELL THAT WAS COLD!"

"Are you awake now?"

He shivered and walked to the bathroom, trailing water all over the floor. He grabbed a towel and began drying himself off.

"Alright, let's get ready for this party. I'm not gonna miss this for the world." He smiled and dried up the water from his blue hair.
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I looked into the mirror one last time and straitened up my tie. I didn't look too fancy, but enough to look like I'm going to celebrate something. I was wearing a white button up and a purple tie. I had black slacks on and my usual brown loafers. I didn't really have other shoes besides these, so I would have to wear them. I didn't ask what Tom was wearing, I had went into another room to change.

He knocked on the door and yelled. "Are you naked?"

"No, I'm sorry to disappoint you," I said sarcastically.

He opened the door and looked at my outfit. He rolled his eyes and sighed.

"What? I think I look pretty chill."

"It's not your outfit, it's your shoes. Those are the weirdest shoes I have ever seen. Why didn't you borrow some of mine? I've got a bunch." He opened up a closet and pulled out a pair of black converse.

"I never see you wear these...why do you have them?"

"They're too small. I had them before you know, I became a flesh eating creature. They might fit you though."

I took the pair of converse and tried them on. They fit perfectly. "Wow, these are pretty nice!"

"Keep em. I know I won't need them anymore, and I'm tired of you wearing those ridiculous loafers."

"Hey! I love loafers..."

"Whatever. What do think of my get up?" He struck a pose and made a duck face. He actually did look pretty nice. He was wearing a black T-shirt with a blue bow tie. He was wearing jeans and a pair of plain black shoes.

"Love the bow tie. It matches your weird hair."

"Don't be disrespecting the hair homey! My hair is sick!"

"Sure," I laughed.

"Okay, arguments aside. Let's go dance and get drunk!"

"Yeah, woooo."

"Your enthusiasm intrigues me Sparklez...really."
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"I am not doing that! That's just cruel!" Sonja crossed her arms across her red dress and pouted at Tucker.

"Bottle landed on you Sonj! You gotta do it, no matter the circumstances!" Tucker laughed as he loosened the green tie on his suit. We were playing an enthralling game of truth or dare and Sonja was refusing to do Tucker's risky dare. Tom raised up his arm pit and wiggled his eye brows at Sonja. We all burst out laughing. She groaned and leaned over to Toms arm pit and sniffed it. She immediately gagged and pulled away. We laughed again, Wags deep laugh louder than the rest of ours.

"Alright, enough games! It's time to get drunk and dance!" Tucker turned on his stereo and dimmed the lights. The party had fully began, and it was pretty awesome.

There was a lot of people here. There was me, Tucker, Sonja, Tom, Wag, Dec, all of the wizards were here, all three of them, and even champ wan nadeshot and the modesteps had shown up. A lot of other people from the town we hadn't really seen or met before showed up too. Everyone was taking shots or dancing, or hitting on eachother. May I remind you there was a lot of girls from the town we had never seen before, and there was a lot of weird things going on.

I didn't really drink all that much, just a couple of beers. The drunk ness hadn't kicked in just yet. I sat in the corner on a couch alone in the middle of Tucker's living room as a bunch of couples were making out beside of me. A girl walked up to me, extremely drunk, and sat down very very close at my side. "What's *hiccup* your name doll face?"

"Uh...Jordan."

"Well *hiccup* Jordan, you wanna *hiccup* get out of here and do things?" She winked at me. She was actually kind of pretty, she had long curly blonde hair and ocean blue eyes. She was wearing a really short black dress that showed a lot of things that shouldn't be seen. She began to scoot closer to me.

"N-no thanks...sorry." What's wrong with me? A girl is hitting on me and I'm being an awkward weirdo.

She scoffed and stood up again, she tossed her hair back. "Oh well... You were pretty ugly anyways..." She walked away back into the huge crowd of people in Tucker's living room. I sighed. Why are girls so weird here? It's like they don't even know you and they wanna hook up. Capsize was never like that. She was adventurous and rowdy, she would never say anything like that to me. My head started hurting. My eyes were getting blurry.

I was about to have a vision.

No no no no! Why am I having one now? I need to go somewhere where no one will see me.

I got up and began pushing through the crowd of people. I tried to avoid anyone who was making out or dry humping each other. It was extremely gross. As I was wading through a group of people, I spotted the back of Toms head near the stairwell. I needed his help, he could calm me down if I started to throw a tantrum.

I began to shout his name, when I noticed what he was doing.

He was making out with a girl. She had her fingers entangled in his hair and her body pressed up against him. He had his eyes closed and was enjoying it. I could feel my face getting heated. Wait, why was I getting angry? I should be happy he found a girl he liked.

But I wasn't.

My vision began getting worse. My head pain began to increase. I need to get out of here. I ran up the stair case and up to the next floor. There were still a lot of people up here. I ran the next floor, still more people. I finally reached the 4th floor and saw not one soul anywhere. I could flip out here.

I ran into one of the random bedrooms and sat down on the bed. The light was bugging my eyes. I walked to the switch and turned it off. I was in complete darkness. I could barely see. I laid down on the bed and shut my eyes tightly. The visions began to come.

They were of Capsize.

She was laughing, but she was stumbling as she was walking somewhere. She stumbled again and held on to me.

"Sparklez! Carry me to me home!"

"I think you've had too much grog Kate," I laughed nervously.

"What make ye say that?" She slurred.

I shook my head and chuckled. "Well, you're falling everywhere. And you don't actually have a home. You have a ship."

"Hmm...take me to ye home Sparklez? I don't wanna see me brother. He gets a wee bit mad when I drink grog...please?" She walked very close up to me. Her chest leaning on mine as she stared into my eyes with her glazed ones. I blushed madly. Never had I been so close to a girl before.

"Al-alright, but don't tell red beard okay? I don't want him to hate me."

"Thank ye Sparklez! Now carry me to ye house!"
I laughed awkwardly. Oh what the heck? There was no harm in carrying her, she was gonna fall again if I didn't. I began to wrap my hands around her knees and waist, when she stopped me.

"Not like that ye scaly wag! Like this!"

She went behind me and jumped onto my back. I stumbled and almost fell from the sudden weight. She laughed and hugged my neck. We arrived at my house moments later and I sat her back down onto her feet. She smiled and whispered to me.

"Where be your bathroom Sparklez? I wanna take me a shower."

"It's down the hall to the right. Be careful okay? I don't want you to fall." I sat down on the couch as she began to walk away. I closed my eyes and rested for a minute. My back was killing me. I felt a sudden weight on the couch. I began to open my eyes when I felt a pair of lips on mine. My eyes widened as I realized what happened. Capsize was sitting on my lap, kissing me.

I felt her hands knot through my hair as she deepened the kiss. This felt like bliss. Is this what love was? It sure felt like it. I began to loosen up and I trailed my hands down her hair and to her waist. Her hat had fallen off somewhere, leaving her long brown locks flowing down past her shoulders. I felt her nails scrape lightly on the nape of my neck, my stomach did butterflies. She suddenly pulled away and stood up from my lap. She smiled at me.

"I bet ye do have a nice rod Sparklez...I'd like to see it sometime..."

"Uh..." Was all I could say. My face was bloody red. That was my first kiss. My stomach still felt queasy and my head loopy.

She laughed and continued walking towards the bathroom. I heard the shower turn on moments later. I was still trying to process what just happened.

My eyes shot open. I was still laying in one of Tucker's bedroom. I wished I wasn't. I wish I was holding her again. Kissing her pink soft lips. I felt the tears coming. I shouldn't have came here. It's just caused me more misery and painful memories. Just as I was about to start my crying episode, I heard the door swing open and slam against the wall.
I looked up and came face to face with Tom.

He was very very drunk. His eyes we're baggy and glazed over, his tie was messed up and so was his hair. He held a vodka glass in his hand. I guess he had a good time with that girl.

I didn't want to talk to him right now. I just wanted to kiss her again. Kiss anyone for that matter. I should have accepted that girls offer from down stairs. I felt so needy right now. I needed that same energy I felt when I kissed Kate the first time. I longed for it.

Tom began to stumble towards me. He was staring at me, muttering something I couldn't understand. I sat up and stood in front of him.

"Tom, what do you want? I'm not really in the mood to talk."

He still kept glaring at me. His eyes were glazed and he stunk of alcohol. He was actually creeping me out. Scaring me even.

"Look, let's go back down stairs hm? You probably wanna go see that girl you were talking to again." I tried to walk towards the door, but he stepped in front of me. He continued to let his eyes bore into mine. Now I was really scared, was he angry at me or something?

"Tom, please let me by. I wanna go home. I'm having visions again."

He didn't move an inch. I began to open of my mouth again, when he lunged forward at me. I felt warm lips against mine. He was kissing me. Tom, my best friend, a Dianite warrior, was kissing me.

What do I even do? I shouldn't pull away, I'm afraid his drunken self might get angry at me. But at the same time, my mind liked it. The alcohol was getting to me. My drunk mind state was enjoying this. Why? Maybe it was because I missed Capsize. I missed kissing and being held.

Now I was kissing back.

I heard a song playing from downstairs. I listened as my thoughts began to drip away. My mind only focusing on Tom and the music.

~You're gone and I've got to stay...high all the time, to keep you off my mind~
High all the time to keep you off my mind~

I felt him pull me closer, his hands pushing my neck towards himself trying to get me closer to him.

~Spend my days locked in a haze tryna forget your face, I fall back down, gotta stay high~ all my life to keep from missing you~

I closed my eyes. This was wrong. I knew it was. Tom wouldn't ever do this sober, why am I letting him humiliate himself by doing this drunk? Capsize. All I could think of was Capsize. I could feel myself getting even more drunk.

~Can't go home alone again! Need someone to numb the pain!
You're gone and I've got to stay... high, all the time, to keep you from my life~

My mind just went out the window. All I could think about was kissing my love, Capsize. I deepened the kiss. Letting my hands run through his blue hair. Brown hair. What color was her hair? I mean his hair, or her? What? What was I thinking about before? I ended up being backed up into the wall. He had both hands on the side of my head, as he kissed me harder.

~Spend my days locked in a haze tryna forget your face, I fall back down, gotta stay high~

We stayed like that forever it seemed. My mind not giving a single crap about it. He stopped for a moment and stepped even closer to me. The song began to fade out as he did.

"I love you Martha..." He whispered into my ear.

Martha? He thought I was Martha? Wait...who's Martha again? My mind was foggy, I couldn't remember. Before I knew it, I felt him pull away. I heard a loud thud and I looked down at my feet. He had passed out.

What do I do? I felt tired as well. I laid down on the bed. I shut my eyes as I fell into a peaceful sleep.
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Toms P.o.v

My god. What happened last night?

I raised up and groaned. I was laying in the floor of a room I didn't recognize.

I heard the door swing open, Tucker poked his head inside.

"Tom? Why are you guys in here? It's one in the evening, everyone left hours ago."

Guys? Who else was in here?

I looked up on top of the bed to see Sparkley pants passed out while laying sideways. What happened? I can't remember why I'm in here, or why Sparklez was in here.

"Come on dude get up. I'll make you guys some breakfast or something, just wake him up soon." He motioned towards Sparklez. He closed the door. I stood up and my head throbbed as I did. I stood over Sparklez. I shook him lightly.

"Hey Sparklez get up!"

His eyes cracked open a little and he looked around to see who had woken him up. He eyes landed on me and they went wide as marbles.

"What? What's wrong?" I asked him. He seemed scared to see me. He stayed silent for a moment.

"You...you don't remember anything from last night?"

"No. What happened?"

"You...never mind."

He looked worried and scared that I was here. Why? What had I done to him to make him act so weird?

I hope it wasn't anything that would ruin our friendship. I was so stupid for getting so horribly drunk. I must have drunken 12 beers last night...

"Well... Tucker is gonna make some breakfast for us. Come on let's go get some." I began to grab his hand and he flinched away. He looked at me apologetically and looked back down at his feet.

I must have done something horrible to him.

"Come down when you're ready then..."
I walked out of the room and headed downstairs.
I smelled eggs and bacon coming from the kitchen and saw Sonja cooking, still in her red dress from last night.
She saw me and waved.

"Wild night huh?" She laughed.

"Yeah...I guess so."

"What's wrong? You seem kinda down."

"I think I did something terrible to Sparklez last night, and I don't know what. He won't tell me, and he's terrified of me. I don't know how get him to tell me."

"Hmmm...we can try to slowly get it out of him by asking him casual questions about the party. I'm sure something might come up."
I heard footsteps as Sparklez began coming down stairs.
He rubbed his eyes and sat down opposite from me at the table. He refused to look at me. He stared at the table.

"Hey Sparklez! You got a hangover too?"
He didn't respond, he just continued to stare at the table like he was thinking about something. She tried again.

"Sparklezzzz?"

He head snapped up at Sonja's voice and he shook his head.
"Sorry. Yes I do."

"Uh how do you like your eggs?"

"I don't want any breakfast...it's fine."

"Come on! I know you're hungry."

"No it's okay, I'm not hungry."

I heard my phone beep signaling I had a text message.
I flipped it open and switched to the messages to check what it was.

"Ooooo Toms mister popular today," Sonja laughed.

"Yeah I never really..."
An unknown number had sent me a photo.
It was of me and Jordan. Kissing. His eyes were wide open, while I was obviously drunk, forcing him against the wall.

"You alright there Tom?" I heard Sonja ask.

"Oh my god. Oh my god." My hand ran through my hair as I stared at the horrible photo.

What had I done? No wonder Sparklez was terrified of me. I had forced him to kiss me. I had to go. I had to get away from him. He must hate me right now. Wait, what if I forced him to do more than just kissing? No. I couldn't think about it. I was sick, poor Sparklez.

I threw down my phone and ran out Tucker's door. I could feel tears seeping onto my skin as I ran, I was so angry at myself.

"Tom! Where are you going?!"

I didn't turn around to answer her. I just kept running.
Who sent me that horrible photo? Who would just stand there and watch as I hurt Sparklez?
I ran to Wags place. Please let him be home. I needed someone to talk to who wasn't a Mianitee.
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Sonja's P.o.v

I stared at the door as Tom ran away.

What was on his phone?

I picked it up from the table. I gasped and put my hand over my mouth in shock.
"What? What is it?" Sparklez asked me.

"Jordan, did you know about this?"

I showed him the picture. His eyes widened.
"I didn't want him to find out that way, he didn't mean to do that. He was drunk! I have to go find him!"
He began to get up but I stopped him.

"You tell him EVERYTHING that happened. The whole truth, he deserves nothing but that. He probably thinks he's a monster or something..."

"But he didn't force me to do it! I kissed back! I was drunk too, he shouldn't feel bad for that!"

"Hm..."
He stared at me with a puzzled expression on his face.

"What? What are you thinking about?"

"So... you liked it?"
He blushed in the face.

"I was drunk..."

"But, you liked it?" I pressed on.

"Y-yes. I have to go find him. Please...don't tell anyone about this."

"I won't... now go touch butts with your lover Jordan."

"Shut up!"

He ran out of the house and into the direction of where Tom went.
I knew something would happen soon between those two.

"Sonj what happened? Where did they go?" Tucker asked as he walked in, stepping over the beer bottles and cans in the floor.

"Long story short, they made up. You want some eggs?"

"Yes please!" He walked up to me and made little kisses on my neck. I laughed and hugged him tightly.
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Jordan's p.o.v

"Tom?!" I shouted as I ran inside the tree. I checked all the rooms. He wasn't here. Where would he be?
I'll check Wags house, he might know where Tom is.

I didn't want him to find out this way. I was just going to explain to him when we got home what happened, who would text him that picture? It was completely out of context! It made it look like I was terrified of him or something.

I remember his expression when he looked at his phone. Pure guilt.

I should've said something to him.
I was at Wags door step about to knock, when I heard voices inside.

"I'm sure he understands, it was just a simple mistake."

"No! Wag you had to see his face when I woke him up...he was so scared of me...I don't know what to do..."

"Why don't you go talk to him about-"

"I can't! I can't face him after that..."
I held my breath and knocked.
Wag opened the door and sighed.

"Oh boy...here we go."
Tom looked up from the couch and saw me. He quickly turned back around and folded his hands over his head.

"Well come in, we have things to discuss." Wag showed me inside.
I walked in slowly and stood in front of Tom from behind the coffee table.

"Okay so, let's discuss what happened before the incident. Jordan let's hear your side of the story?" Wag sat in his armchair and crossed his legs and arms.

"Tom, you didn't do anything wrong. That picture was com-"

"Hey, I said before. We will get to after in a moment." Wag pointed out.

"Fine," I sat down beside Tom. "I began to have visions so I went up stairs away from other people so I wouldn't harm anyone. After I had the vision, I was majorly drunk and sad. You came in and started staring at me weirdly. After a couple of minutes you kissed me. And for a few-"

"I DIDNT JUST KISS YOU! I FORCED YOU! IM A SICK PERSON!"
He screamed as he pressed the backs of his hands to his temples.

"No you didn't! Calm down! After a few seconds I kissed back! I was drunk and confused and so were you! You were so confused, that you even called me Martha before you passed out! That picture was completely out of context! I have no idea who would manipulate you like that!" I pulled his hands away from his head. He looked at me like a sad guilty little puppy. He laid his head against my shoulder.

"So...I didn't hurt you?" He sniffled.

"No, you would never hurt anyone unless they hurt you, Tom. I'm sorry I didn't tell you right away. I just thought it would ruin our friendship, and make things super awkward."

"Can we just...forget about it? I don't ever want to remember this again."
"I can do that. Wag?"
"I heard and saw nothing," he smiled.
"Alright. Let's go home. I wanna sleep off this nightmare." Tom said shaking his head.
We both walked outside, Wag told us goodbye and closed the door.
I turned to Tom and hugged him.
He hugged back. We said nothing to each other.

But somehow we both understood what the hug meant.

I pulled the covers over myself and stretched into a comfortable position. Tom turned off his lamp and pulled his covers up as well.
We stayed silent for awhile. He broke it with a question.

"I called you Martha?" He asked unsure.

"Yeah you did...do you like her?"

He stared up at the ceiling and put his hands underneath his head. He sighed.
"I mean I guess I do...she's pretty cool. And she likes me when I'm being rude, and that's really rare."
I thought for a moment. Who was that girl he was kissing at the beginning of the party?

"...Do you remember making out with another girl at that party?"

"Wait what?! I made out with another person?!" He asked.

"Uh yeah. I thought you would remember who it was, it was kind of towards the beginning of the party."

"I have no clue. I seriously don't remember anything after the truth or dare games. I guess I'll never know."

"Sorry I told you, I guess it doesn't really matter...goodnight Tom."
I felt his arm go around my waist.
I was glad to be in this position again.

"Night Sparkley pants."
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??? P.o.v

He was such a cutie. So oblivious to my actions to bring them closer together.

I thought I had had wanted him, but I could see that Sparklez wanted him more.

I saw his expression when I was kissing Syndy.

I saw the comfort they shared after an argument.

They were truly in love.

But once more, I was heart broken.

I guess I would find another love. I seem to always do...

But Syndy will always hold a special place in my heart.

My strange and mystic heart.
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It's not much but...here's some fluff for all of your fan girling needs!
I managed to scrap up enough time and write a celebration chapter before I left. What luck!
But I really can't post anything for the next few days. I'm sorry :(
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- Lee
(Song: 'High' by Tove Lo)