As the day dragged by, Azeon found himself daydreaming.
Dreaming about the land, the Tree, his past, his future... he was completely removed from reality.
Back in reality, a flash of sky blue whipped around the tree, stopping in front of the two sleepyheads.
There was a very soft... very mischievous chuckle, then suddenly...
They were wide awake now.
They both looked to see who had startled them from their sleep, and saw a blue ship with two eyes, two white sails and an eyepatch laughing hysterically in front of them.
Melody shook her head and smiled.
"Well, good morning to you too, Shipton," She greeted.
"Good mornin' indeed!" The boat, Shipton, responded, "Arr, ya should've seen the look on yer blue, cubed mugs. T'was worth more than any booty!"
"Oh, I bet it was..." Azeon muttered, shaking his head.
"What did you do this time, you old coot?" An annoyed, female voice shouted from above them.
From the skies, a white, round helicopter with eyes descended with a very annoyed look.
"Hey, Helia," Azeon greeted.
The helicopter, named Helia, looked around, then stared right at Shipton disapprovingly.
"Never mind. I think I already know," She grumbled, "Why can't you just leave people be, you obsolete twit?"
"Silence, ya floatin' tin can! I'm a pirate, and I'll do whatever I want!" He retorted.
"You two can just never get along, can you?" He muttered.
"Never!" They both shouted.
There was silence for a while.
"So, um, what are you two doing anyway?" Helia asked.
"Nothing, really," Melody answered, "Just sitting here and relaxing."
"Or, rather, we were, before somebody showed up," Azeon muttered jokingly.
"It was yer own fault for lettin' yer guard down, matey!" Shipton countered.
"Want to join us? Or are you busy?" Melody asked.
"I have some time to kill," Helia answered
"Aye, so do I," Shipton agreed.
"It's settled then," Azeon said.
The four of them proceeded to sit by the tree and relax... at least for a few minutes.
Shipton got bored, and wanted to go prank some other people. So, he hopped into the sea and sped off, and Helia chased after him to make sure he didn't do anything rash.
Azeon chuckled, and Melody shook her head with a smile.
"I heard they're actually good friends," Melody stated.
"Really? But they're constantly fighting!" Azeon exclaimed in disbelief.
She shrugged her shoulders.
"Just because they're rivals doesn't mean they can't be friends, you know," She countered, "Siblings are like that all the time."
"I guess," He muttered, "I wonder when--"
"Guys! Guys! You won't believe it!"
He shook his head.
"Never mind," He said.
There was a flash of green from the sky, and in an instant, there was a green humanoid like Azeon, but with pentagons for hands and a head grinning madly in front of them with a green fedora sat atop his head.
"What happened?" Melody asked.
"A freaking miracle! I finally pulled it off!" The green champion stated proudly.
"Pulled what off?" Azeon asked, confused.
"You seriously won't believe it... I actually managed to make Isa smile! A true, genuine, smile!" He beamed, dropping to the ground.
"You're joking," Azeon said, "Her? Smiling? Impossible."
"For your information, Percival... it was a smirk," An irritated female voice hissed.
A flash of yellow, and the yellow champion was floating in front of them. She had a triangle for her head and hands, and she was wearing a dark golden cloak. Her face was unreadable.
The green hero, Percival, grinned even more.
"Same difference! It's a lot better than that foreboding frown you constantly wear," He countered, "It's only a matter of time before I get you to laugh next!"
The tiniest trace of a smirk appeared on her face.
"In your dreams," She spat.
Percival turned back to Azeon and Melody.
"So, what are you two up to? Anything fun?" He asked.
"Not really," Azeon declined, "Just sitting here. You can join us if you want to."
"Sure!" He accepted, then sat down next to the tree as well. "You joining, Isa?" He asked.
She shrugged her shoulders. "Not like I have anything better to do," She said, then floated over and sat down next to him.
"Oh, come on. You know you enjoy spending time with me!" He exclaimed.
"Don't push your luck, boy," She warned.
"Fiiine," He said.
"I wonder what Lucas is up to," Melody said.
Azeon closed his eyes and focused.
"He'll probably show up any second now," He muttered
There were lots of footsteps.
"Called it," He said.
They all looked to see a group of green people with spiked orbs for heads and hands approach them. In front of them, there was a slightly larger blue one holding a large white staff.
"Lucas," Azeon greeted formally
"Hero," They greeted back just as formally.
"What brings you here?" Azeon asked.
"I heard you were all gathering here and decided to visit," He answered emotionlessly, "Unless you wish for me to leave."
"Hey, you know what they say: the more, the merrier," Percival said.
Lucas nodded, then turned to the group behind him and handed the staff to one of them.
"Be off, let me be with my friends," He ordered, and they left.
When he saw they were all gone, he turned back to the group and smirked.
"Glad that's over. Putting on that stoic, brave look is exhausting," He muttered.
"You gotta do what you gotta do," Azeon said, "You are their leader, after all."
"Trust me, I know, but it's just... bleh," Lucas grumbled, sitting down next to the tree as well. "Still... I guess it's better than being nobody," He said.
Azeon shrugged his shoulders and leaned back against the Tree.
It was just one of those days, a perfect day to do nothing at all except relax and chat with his friends.
So they did. Well, at least Azeon and Melody did. Percival got bored and left, Isa simply disappeared, which she did often, and Lucas said he needed to get back to his people and left.
It was nightfall. Nothing dared to disturb the calm, not the birds, not the wind. The only things one could hear were the sounds of the sea and the ever so subtle tune that never ceased to play.
Azeon looked over to Melody to find her sound asleep.
"Heh, guess it was a bit too peaceful for her."
He then frowned.
"Well I can't just leave her here..."
He put his square hand to his chin in thought about what he should do. After awhile, he made up his mind and gently picked her up, then flew back to his house.
Inside, he walked over to his bed and set her down lightly in it. He then grabbed a book, sat down in his chair, and began to read the book. It wasn't long before he was asleep as well.