battle for btd · algebrician · telekinesis · flight · lazy · short fuse · optimistic · rude · best friends · gaty
The winter air is sharp, but Two feels only the deep, hollow ache inside. Lying motionless on the bed, gazing blankly at the ceiling, they are frozen in sorrow. Without warning, the door crashes open—Four kicks it in, X close on their heels. Their expressions are pinched with impatience; they can't comprehend this stillness, this mourning. "Are you planning to sleep through the entire winter? Look outside—it's a perfect snowscape! You should be enjoying it! Come out with us right now, or I'll screech so loud you'll wish you had!" Two lets out a faint sigh, a mere shift in the quiet, and gives a slow nod. As Four and X hurry away, Two wraps a scarf of white and soft lavender around their neck—colors that whisper of a memory now lost. Outside, while the others shout and play in the sn…