I dont know who you are anymore...

Cyzarine landed and entered the room, not answering when Hatty asked what was wrong. She walked into the bathroom and fell to her knees beside the egg.
Hatty watched, confused and surprised, as Cyzarine started crying properly, cradling the egg to her chest.
Her eyes narrowing determinedly, Hatty flew out in search of Demyx.

Demyx leant his head back against the wall and let a single tear escape his eye- he didnt bother to wipe it away.

"Demyx?" Hatty called, now one-hundred-percent confused. Her confusion only increased when she saw him crying. "Why are you and Cyzie both crying?" she asked quietly, hovering in front of him.

Demyx shook his head. "She said I reminded her of Garland..." He whispered.

Hatty blinked in surprise, before she floated down to sit on his knee. "Whoa...I'm really sorry." she whispered. "What did you do?" Apparently the fairy had lost all the little tact she may have possessed.

Demyx sighed. "I went to the Meagan. Had a...Argument with Ryland and when Cyzarine wouldnt go...."

Hatty frowned. "I'm not a mind-reader, much as I'd like to be." she murmured. "What happened?"

Demyx sighed. "These wierd black wisps appeared out of no where and dragged her off- turns out thats my power as an Avian. Then I was saying all this stuff to Ryland in an attempt to freak him out...I think it just made Cyzarine hate me."

Hatty pulled a face. "Not hate you. But...she's kinda wary. She gets freaked out a bit easy, especially when it's linked to Garland." she shrugged. "She probably hates herself for overreacting about it, or something. She loves you. She's just really afraid of Garland."

Demyx shrugged. "You didnt see her Hatty...i think she really is...scared of me."

Hatty nodded sadly. "You want me to send her a message or something?" she asked lamely. I don't want to see you two fight.

Demyx sighed and got up, walking towards the kitchen and getting a drink of vodka.

Hatty followed hurriedly, steering clear of the vodka. "Demyx? C'mon, it's not that bad. She won't hate you or anything."

Demyx shrugged and downed the drink in one. "What's your point?" He asked.

Hatty sighed. "My point is getting drunk is not going to help you in any way. Now, do you want me to send a message or not? I'm gonna go check on Cyzie."

Demyx shrugged. "Whatever." He downed another glass.

Hatty sighed and flew off as fast as she could. CYZARINE!! she screeched mentally.
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Cyzarine winced at the yell and quickly put the egg back in the water. What is it, Hatty?
Why is Demyx drinking vodka?! Hatty screamed, flying faster than usual out of anger.
Cyzarine blinked. I...I don't... She trailed off and Hatty flew into the room.
The fairy began tugging the avian girl along by her hair, not caring how much pain Cyzarine may have been in.

Demyx finished the bottle and contemplated the idea of getting another. One bottle of vodka wasnt enough to get him pissed- oooh no.

Cyzarine stumbled along after Hatty, trying to get the fairy to let go of her hair. Hatty stopped when they reached the kitchen and turned to glare at Cyzarine.
"Look at him!" she yelled.

Demyx raised an eyebrow. "What about me?" He asked.
He was on a third bottle now and still as sober as anything. He offered the bottle to Cyzarine. "Want some?"
Alright...Maybe not quite as sober as normal...

Cyzarine blinked at him, hardley hearing the question. Finally she shook her head numbly. "D...Demyx, what are you doing?" she asked, going over to him.

Demyx shrugged. "I wanted a drink, is that illegal or something?"

Cyzarine bit her lip. "You have to stop. I'm so sorry, Demyx."

Demyx frowned. "Why do I have to stop?"

Cyzarine looked away. "Because you shouldn't have to resort to drinking because of me. I don't want to see you like this." she whispered the last part. He's going to think I'm so selfish and stupid. I wish I'd never spoken.