After Leafy and I finish our hug, we get up and begin thinking over what to do next. 

"Well, Yogurt Cup, it was a pretty bizarre time you've spent here so far... so, what do you think we should do now?", Leafy inquisitively asks. For a while, I think over the answer, unsure of what to say. We could do just about anything here in Goiky, after all. But after a while, I finally think of my response.

"...You could still help me adjust to life here; I still don't know how or why I'm here, or who everyone else is...", I trailed off quietly.

I sit down on the soft grass, stretching out my legs as I look down at the ground. Feeling guilty, Leafy sits down with me and puts a hand on my back, attempting to comfort me. "I don't know what to do about that, Yogurt Cup. You already know everyone hates me... but you know what? Even through all the negativity, I'll always stick with you. I know you're in a confusing situation, and I'll do my best to assist you with it. You're the only part of my day that I look forward to now, since only you care about me when even my own friends hate me, and I'd be more than happy to return the favor. I don't know what I'd do without you now."

"Of course, Leafy. And, you know, you're confident and courageous, and yet so kind and loving. I would've never thought I'd ever have the fortune to meet, much less be friends with someone like you", I compliment.

I personally find it impossible not to like Leafy. I really wonder how some of those other objects could be so cruel that they would even throw away their friendship with Leafy to hate her for a problem so superficial and fleeting; much less if any of them hated Leafy from the start of BFDI.

"Thank you, Yogurt Cup. And, I just don't know how, but... how you stand not to hate me? The first thing I told you about myself after my name was that I'd stolen Dream Island and got it deleted. I know you were never here in BFDI, so you never got to know anyone, including me, so how didn't you hate me like everyone else does? The first thing you heard about me was something negative that ruined my reputation...", Leafy dejectedly reminisces, looking down in shame.

I know she feels really guilty about what she did, and yet, despite the combination of the severity of the situation with the fact that it was her fault that nobody gets to enjoy the prize anymore, I don't care how much Leafy deserves to be hated; I love her like a sister no matter what, and I learned from Leafy that everyone deserves a second chance.

I smile softly at her and put an arm around her shoulder to comfort her, but suddenly, I feel myself very quickly grow lightheaded and I eventually lose conciousness.

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Several seconds later, I snap out of my vision to see Leafy in my face, shaking me violently.

"Yogurt Cup? Are you OK? You've been slumped over, staring out into the distance with this dead-eyed, distant expression on your face. I'd been asking you multiple times if you're OK!"

Realizing the situation, I find no better choice than to tell Leafy all about the strange scene I saw.

"...Well, I saw what seemed to be myself being yelled at by these 2 strange figures: one tall and stocky and the other being shorter and larger, but the whole scene was so dark and hazy, and I wasn't even the way I look now... I was lying down on the ground, and the taller one was yelling something about me needing to get my homework done, and when I tried to say I was done, the short one interrupted me and said I was lying and hit me, and then said I needed to "stop lying all the time"...", I slowly recall.

Leafy, though she seems to be trying to understand what I had said, appears really confused regardless.

"Do you know what any of this means?", she worriedly whimpers.

Unfortunately, I don't know yet, so I am at a loss of words.

"Well, no, I'm not quite sure... but do you think that I could find out somehow? Maybe this isn't a random daydream; rather a memory of something; perhaps it could even help me find the answers to my origins," I theorize.

Perhaps I do have a small shot at finding out the truth after all.

"Maybe you're right, Yogurt Cup. But this is something we'll just have to find out over time to see. It's getting dark, so we'll have to turn in for the night now."

I look out at the horizon from our spot on the shore, and surely enough, the sun is setting, having casted a bright scarlet glow over the land.

As Leafy settles down on the sandy shore near a small bush, I move over to the grassy area nearby on her right and lie down near a medium-sized rock, thinking about what tomorrow will bring before letting myself succumb to my drowsiness, as I close my eyes and fall asleep.

I only hope I'm right. I have to be.

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