I was going to introduce Razor to Fischl, but we've been in the forest for like 5 hours and still haven't found our way out. Well, it's not that bad, at least I get to spend more time with Razor alone this way. But oh archons, why now?

We walked and walked and the sky got darker and darker. Razor gathered some wood and I lit up the fire. "How are we gonna get out now?" "Razor... doesn't know..." he said while looking at the ground as if it were his fault that we were lost, so pure~

"It's not your fault Razor, it's mine and my bad lu-" I got cut off by Razor tackling me to the ground, pinning my arms. 'OH MY ARCHONS! MY FACE IS PROBABLY AS RED AS MY VISION AT THIS POINT' "Bennett not fault, Bennett luck not fault, Bennett stop blame himself." I hear him, but I'm busy being a tomato to process it.

He kept talking, which was unusual for him, being the quieter one, but moments like these are hard to come by, so might as well admire it.

One was just wandering the land where trees settle and call their abode, in search of a certain individual infamous for their horrid troubles when it comes to dealings with fate, accompanied by one's loyal subject of the vast air high above the treetops.

One had achieved a glance of the individual, unfortunately, the said individual disappeared into the lush leaves of the trees before one could call him forward.

But alas, the lurking monsters that persist in calling the name 'The Abyss' make their appearance. What a foolish miscalculation if the thought that they stood a chance to eradicate I, Fischl von Luftschloss Narfidort, the Prinzessin de Verurteilung, crossed their immature minds in a duel to the death.

While the sky atop thy noggin changed its appearance to a darker hue, abyssal creatures of the shadow realm were chased by thee deeper into the night, blessed by a flame lit on intentionally arranged fallen arms of a great species of trees that live within these woods. Resting aside the heated branches that bestowed light upon the woods was the very being thy set out in search for. After one blinked, an abyssal creature empowered its rod of offense but I, Prinzessin de Verurteilung, would never allow beings of any name, wound my subjects.

Razor woke up, heard fight. Woke Bennett too, check si- situa- situation. Saw blonde eyepatch girl fight Abyss Mage. Razor and Bennett help, won.

"Who you?" "Thou have been blessed with the opportunity of being in the presence of thee, for I, Fischl von Luftschloss Narfidort, am the Prinzessin de Verurteilung." "Umm... Fischl? I think I should do the introductions..." "Hmph, you have been granted permission to speak for thee for this singular situation only." "Yeah... now you're making him more confused. *cough* *cough* Anyways, Fischl, this is Razor, my friend that I met from Wolvendom and Razor, this is Fischl, a fellow member of the Adventurer's Guild and a good friend of mine."

"Razor confuse. Why Fischl talk weird?" "Because, I, Fischl von Luftschloss Narfidort, am the Prinzessin de Verurteilung." "Basically, she's a princess from a different world, and I guess they use a different way of speaking there?" "Ok. Razor understand."

Razor felt... weird when Fishcl came. Razor felt... angry, angry Razor no alone with Bennett. Razor want Bennett... alone... alone with Razor.

Welp, guess I did end up doing what I planned today, but Razor felt off... when Fischl appeared. Jealousy? Yeah, I wish, he probably doesn't even understand the concept of love anyways.

We pretty much just camped there, talking, laughing, just having an all-around good time. We ate dinner together, but since I sat next to Razor when someone else was watching, I got a bit clumsy and red too...

After dinner, Fischl came up to my ear and whispered, 'My subject, thou possess romantic attraction to him, is the Prinzessin incorrect?' I jumped, 'Is it that obvious?' 'Thou have thy blessings. Follow thou heart and all will fall in place.'

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A/N

Fischl's POV was pain... anyways I'm back from the dead wooooooooooooo. But I guess this story will be kinda short, bc I feel like I'm gonna write the confession soon :/

Question Of The Day (yes I am cringe)

Who's your main?

Mine's Razor :D