Do You Blame Yourself?

[Chapter 42] - Waking Up Without You

He was right. It was all just a dream, thank god.

Sure was a terrifying one.

It would have been a bigger problem if Kwazii had remembered it, but you never usually remember dreams or nightmares. It was just a natural thing.

So when he was questioned about it, he didn't seemed that phased.

"You don't seem upset anymore, that's a good sign." Peso nudged him in the side.
"Why would I be upset? Today feels like it's going to be different," he replied.
"Oh, don't tell me that nightmare gave you memory loss."
"Memory loss? I didn't think that was possible."
"As you would say, with your luck it might just be possible," he said, laughing.

He really didn't remember as well as he had earlier that morning. To Peso, that would be a problem. He never wanted to talk about it, fearing that Kwazii would refuse immediately, but now he regretted not asking him before.

Maybe it wouldn't be a problem to Kwazii, he didn't want to think about it.

~

"I don't think he remembers it. It's crazy," Peso noted, slouching in the chair.
"You think he tried to block it out?" Shellington asked, looking up from the table in the laboratory. "It wouldn't get rid of everything, but most of it."
"Is that how he's supposed to recover?"
"It's the only way for him at this point," he replied.

That just made him feel a bit worse.

"He's an idiot, don't worry too much."

Peso looked up a bit at the comment before laughing.
"Yeah, a loveable idiot."
"Oh you bewitched bitc-"
"Hey! That's not very nice," he exclaimed, holding up a finger.
"That would've rhymed, it would've been funny!"

"Sure, call me bewitched, just don't call me a bitch!" he exclaimed, sliding over to him on the chair.
"It would've rhymed!"

"Are you two gonna keep bickering or can I ask a question?" Kwazii asked, standing as still as possible in the doorway.

And for a second, Peso had become a religious man, praying to every god that existed that Kwazii didn't hear a word of that conversation.

"Continue." He turned around in the chair, hands folded together tightly.
"Have you guys seen the captain anywhere lately? Haven't seen him in a while," he asked, and just as soon as he had finished, their hearing was disrupted by the sound of the blaring alert. "Never mind that answers my question," Kwazii added, hand on his chest.

...

"Captain, are you... all right? You seem very frantic, what happened?" Dashi asked, being one of the first to pop into the HQ.
"What is it with the Amazon and always having storms?" he muttered, banging his head against the control panel.
"Captain?" Tweak popped in after.

He paused, putting a halt onto his little breakdown, and then turned around. "Today's mission is called: soggy," Barnacles announced to the team, clapping his hands together once.
"And I'm assuming that correlates with the Amazon? And the storms you mentioned a second ago?" Kwazii questioned, popping in.
"Yes, yes they do," he answered, smacking his head into his hands.

~

"You'd think that there would be a lot more damage, especially with what we've tracked down," Peso muttered, hands on his sides.
"That's what I expected, but at least it's not worse," Barnacles stated.
"Touché."

He knows.

At this point, it wasn't just Peso that knew about Kwazii and his problems. Someone else had to, and that slightly scared him.