Lost

Ian

6 votes to take Ian with them, 1 vote to leave him.

They hid the shock of the question as much as they could. Frost didn't want to upset Ian to much. They waved him off and walked to sit down.

"I have to consider it. Do you have food?" They shifted to find a comfortable position in the grass. Ian hovered next to them slowly sitting criss cross next to them. His energy seemed to mellow out. Frost had gotten used to chaotic energy from being around Tommy, and the rest of L'manberg. 

He nodded, grabbing something out of his bag. It was a water bottle, and piece of pork. As he passed it to them, they touched hands, Frost pulled away rather quickly. Physical touch didn't work well with them.

They sat in silence as Frost numbly ate the meat. Clearing their throat, Ian looked over from fidgeting with his ring. 

"So...I was wondering what its like...at home..?" They didn't expect to get an actually answer, seemed like Ian was hiding a lot.

"Hmm, well you act about the same, but less depressy. Back at home you wouldn't talk much, unless to me. You seem happier." He finished, they glanced down at the food. Happier? Frost didn't feel exactly happy, but they didn't mind being here it wasn't the worst thing that could happen.

"Did I have parents, or siblings?" Frost asked looking at the red head boy, he frowned. 

"You had a Father, he died a long time ago. Your brother isn't the um,, most nice, you two didn't get a long very well. But you and your sister liked each other." He smiled, Frost took a moment to process what he said. They had a brother? and sister?

"Are you going to take me home?" They muttered it, it didn't matter whether Ian answered or not, they wanted to stay here. He went still and silent.

"I...I don't know if you would..want to go home Frost.." His face fell and it looked like he might cry. Frost watched him, not knowing what to say. What had happened to them? 

Frost got up dusting themselves off, they sighed. They had made their decision. 

"You can come back with me to L'manberg for a while." They stated looking at the path planning their way back. Truthfully they didn't know where they were and Ian needed to lead the way anyways. 

Ian's face lite up like a Christmas tree, he nodded over and over again, clearly excited. He got up, and lead the way back to the main path.

He rambled about wanting to meet everyone at the camp, and how hes been pretty lonely. Every once in a while he'd bring up something about Frosts past but then change the subject as quick as it came. Frost didn't speak much, only when he addressed them. They had to wonder if this was what it was like back home, or if they were more talkative. 

Once they got to the main route Frost took over. They had made it to the area they had last seen Eret, poor guy. They'd have to apologize to him for scaring him. 

It wasn't long until they were looking up at the tall walls, they smiled to themselves seeing it again. It was hard to tell how much time had passed since they had last been here. They assumed probably a day. Ian hovered next to them looking with curious eyes.

They noted how unnatural his eye color was. Everything about him was odd, they didn't know much, but assumed only Admin could add cheats such as flying. As far as they knew only Wilbur and Dream had those abilities, yet Ian didn't seem to know or care about either. Frost shrugged it off, they'd address that later.

Frost looked around not seeing anyone. Ian slowly trailed them looking around at everything. He seemed to be taking it all in. They looked around for anyone.