martelsnotmypeach | 4

Warnings: Spoilers (most likely), fluff.
Effects: Conflicted emotions at first, followed by a feeling of prolonged loneliness being lifted, along with complete and total bliss.

Being around Lloyd's group felt right, after a while. At first he loathed admitting it, even it himself, but Mithos was beginning to like how he didn't feel so miserable anymore.

His contempt for humans was still there, of course, it might always be there--but he was beginning to want to follow Lloyd's ideals. He was beginning to want to give the world another chance.

But... Martel. His sister--what about her? He had been fighting this entire time to bring her back. He couldn't really abandon her like this, could he?

Currently, he was watching all of them. Zelos was being his usual lecherous self, and Mithos couldn't help but snort at that. He wasn't so sure if it was out of disgust anymore, though, and he almost feels sympathetic when Sheena smacked him.

Regal was cooking something for all of them--with his feet, no less. As much as Mithos didn't want to admit it, he found it a bit impressive.

Genis was talking to Presea--or rather, attempting to talk to Presea. As usual, he was stuttering every time a word even attempted to come out of his mouth. Mithos was reminded, in a way, of how Yuan had been toward his sister. Thinking of that makes his stomach turn, though, so he tries not to think about it anymore.

Lloyd was talking to Raine, urging her not to help Regal with the cooking. Mithos laughed, both finding it amusing and relieved that Lloyd was doing so. The professor was far from being a good chef, and her cooking had made even him feel ill before.

Colette walked up to Lloyd after a while, saying something to him. Mithos heard what it was--they were talking about him, how he seemed a little lonely just sitting there on his own.

Mithos wasn't lonely, and he definitely wouldn't be lonely once that blonde chosen became Martel's host. He didn't--

Except when Lloyd and Colette came up and suggested he do something with them, he took their hands with a smile, and for once it was genuine.

"I'd like that," Mithos said, feeling happy when both Lloyd and Colette's faces lit up.

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[Mithos bolts up, seeming to desperately gasp for air.]

...ridiculous...

[The Dreamberry is recording, isn't it? There's a panicked look on his face before he glares at it and turns it off.]

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...okay.

Great!

[Yeah, no, Lloyd doesn't believe that at all. He's going to show Mithos that he needs this, needs people, needs friends who are alive, and that it's fun.]

By the way, you have ice cream on your chin.

[Come on, Mithos, this is part of having friends. Friends tease each other like this. You should try poking fun at Lloyd, too. Go on, it's fun! Ask any of Lloyd's other friends.]

There, you got it!

[He's not really paying attention when he takes his next lick, too busy grinning at Mithos. Ffff, just licked his thumb.]

Lloyd? I don't think your thumb is made out of chocolate...

H-hey! [Now it's Lloyd's turn to blush a bit. Isn't teasing revenge as sweet as ice cream, Mithos~?] It's not like I meant to do that! I just... wasn't paying attention.

And I meant to get all sticky while eating this. Fair's fair.

[...dammit, he has a point.]

At least I'm not going to have to take a bath to clean up. I can just wash my hands.

[Not done teasing yet.]

That's because you've done this before. You have an unfair advantage.

You'll just have to practice so you can beat me at ice cream eating.

[Yes, yes it should.]

Maybe you can get Genis to help you.

...Genis?

[Lloyd's almost done with his own ice cream cone, but he's not in any rush. He'll save the last bit, just taking a lick.]

Yeah. I bet he's an expert at ice cream eating! He could teach you a lot!

[And with two friends working on Mithos, they'd get him outside even more.]

I'm sure he could. Genis seems to enjoy sweet things.

[That sound of pleasure is the sound of Lloyd's victory. He knew this was a good idea. If Mithos can remember what it's like to enjoy things, even small things like ice cream, then there's definitely still hope for him.]

Yeah. And besides, I bet he'd like to spend time with you.

Yeah, he probably would...

If you want, I could tell him you want to ask him out.

[...LLOYD. PHRASING IS IMPORTANT!]

[Sadly, Lloyd cluelessly doesn't realize what he just implied.]

I bet he'll be really happy! You're one of his best friends!

But that doesn't mean--

Sure it does. Just ask him, you'll see. He definitely wants to hang out with you, too.

...spend time with me. Yes.

[Lloyd finishes the rest of his ice cream off, then leans back in his chair, thoroughly satisfied.]

Hmm... I should probably wash my hands now.

[Before he goes touching door handles and getting things sticky. He gets up.]

I'll be right back.