A Directively Direct Comparison

Trouble Waiting

So that means we can get down heights more safely? Then I'm taking that as something good out of all this.

We were shifted to be just below Fuchsia, and she started to descend the cliff.
"I'll try to keep you guys upright, okay?" She reassured.

I gave a thumbs up. Or, at least I tried to.
This pseudo-fingers situation is still almost as weird as when I first felt them in Purple's hug.

Purple's enjoying the wind, and I think I am too. It feels nice and comforting...
I couldn't help thinking back to me, Pink and Fuchsia gathered over the campfire to block the wind, stop it from going out.

I still miss Pink.

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<Change of View: Muncher in Blue's body>

"...and then I just got here."
Muncher finished a quick recap of their story to Black (which was his actual literal name, Muncher learned) of themselves, their group and their recent events before it led to this body change.

Black nodded along as both of them walked the path said to lead to Fuchsia.
"That sounds really out-of-the-blue... I don't think Grey'd know what happened either."
They scratched their head with a look of thought on his face.
"But, Everlynn sounds a lot like-"

Both of them saw the silhouette of a magenta-colored stickman presumably Fuchsia making their way on the dirt path through a curve, closing in the distance to them.
They carried a blue-ish book at their side.

"Ah."
Black approached the now-close Fuchsia, who had a look of neutrality strewn across their face.

"Hey there."
Fuchsia replied, stopping in place. Black spoke up.
"It's good to see you again, but we do have a little problem."

"Oh? I'm all ears." Fuchsia nodded, being noticeably reserved. They didn't seem interested or even enthusiastic about this... just sort of wary. It reminded him of the early times of traveling the Gateway when Everlynn was on high-alert.

Black looked over to Muncher and raised a hand to their face, subtly asking for confirmation to continue.
"Oh, uh- don't worry. She may... get a bit mad at first, but she'll forgive you soon enough." He nodded.

"Okay."
Black spun their head back around to face a more-aware Fuchsia.
"How do I put it...?
Blue's mind changed and now he's a completely different person, and Red's trapped in a temple at another world."

Black pursed their lips with their hands on their mouth with both palms pressed against each other, before lowering their hands down.
"...We need your help."

Muncher noticed Fuchsia's eyes raise upon hearing this.
"Jeez, that's bad..." Fuchsia trailed off in thought.
"I'll help. Count me in."

Black didn't speak any further. Muncher felt it was his cue, even if noting Black's hint of confusion.
He spoke his part.
"My name's Muncher. Well, before this happened and I was accidentally thrown into Blue's body."
Muncher spread their arms out for emphasis.

 The subtle signs of shock on Fuchsia gave way to calculation.
"Good to meet you Muncher, even if we've wasted enough time here as it is."

"Hold on, you're not surprised? Blue isn't in his body anymore! I feel like you should be more... well..." Black asked, gesturing to Muncher.
Muncher realized something was decidedly off with Fuchsia. If she's normally concerned about this 'Blue', then did something else happen..?

"I... I don't think I'm responding well. I feel really.. tired. "
As she finished the last word, she rubbed her forehead, stifling a yawn.

"Oh." Black's head tilted. Muncher figured he probably wasn't fooled... or was he?
Muncher decided to break this up.
"Hey! We can worry about this later. Right now we need Fuchsia to save Red."
Black's mouth pursed as he inched a bit further away.
"Yeah, yeah, okay. Can you follow us?" Did Muncher unnerve him?