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It's been a few weeks since Fission woke up in a recovery ward in the Grove. All he could recollect was his name, and nothing more. His head felt so much heavier than it should've, though the doctors have cleared him of any injury or sickness. Day by day, Fission's been adjusting to life in the Den, slowly finding a rhythm he was comfortable with. Things were slowly falling into place, and he was confident he would be able to fit in in no time.
That is, until, he came across one certain folk.
By all means, just seeing this folk should have had no effect on him, as they've never met before. But catching just a glimpse of this folk from down the pathway made his heart jump into his throat, and his steps come to a complete stop.
Chandler? Chandler's here.
His mind was caught on repeat, consistently saying the name 'Chandler' over and over again. Emotions he were too scared to name burned in his chest, and he found himself moving forward with no idea of what he was going to do next.
"Chandler?" Fission's voice called, raised to carry over the noise of the nearby waterfall.

The mysterious folk tensed up, then turned around, seeming to react to the name. Upon seeing his face, Fission was certain. He knows this folk. He has no idea how, but he knows him. A smile he couldn't contain crept across his face, and he dropped the box he was carrying to rush forward. "You're safe," Fission gasped out. "Chandler. Chandler, you're safe." His talons hovered uselessly in front of him, completely unsure of what to do next. "Chandler," he mumbled. "Where have you been?"

Chandler looked up at Fission, eyebrows drawn together as if he were thinking hard about something. "I...I don't," Chandler started. "I'm sorry, who are you?"

Fission's heart shattered in that moment, and it was then he was willing to place the emotions he felt swirling in his chest. It was love. "Oh, I... I'm sorry," Fission laughed, doing his best to act like he wasn't on the verge of tears. "I just- you looked so familiar to me. I must have thought you were someone else. I'm sorry."

As he turned to start walking away, he felt a small paw grab at his clawed hand. Glancing back, he was surprised to see Chandler staring up at him with a faraway look in his eye. It...unsettled Fission. It looked like Chandler was seeing right through him. "No, that's not what I meant." Chandler mumbled, then grabbed at Fission's talons with both paws. "I know you. I don't know how, but I do. But I don't know who you are." Chandler tried to explain, one visible eye now looking at him with some fierce determination shining in it. Fission was stunned into silence, so Chandler took this as an opportunity to continue talking. "You're familiar. You're the most familiar looking anything I've come across in the Grove since I woke up in the damn forest last week." Chandler now let go with one of his paws, pressing it up against his own chest. "I don't know who you are. But my heart does."

ignore the lazy art, i wanted to do a comic of this but had NO idea how to dlkjsfl

chandler and fission meet! it's certainly A Meeting. who knows what'll come from this! (i dont know either! i only have an end goal in mind, there is no thought put into the in between stuff. laugh at me)

word count: 536
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Description

It's been a few weeks since Fission woke up in a recovery ward in the Grove. All he could recollect was his name, and nothing more. His head felt so much heavier than it should've, though the doctors have cleared him of any injury or sickness. Day by day, Fission's been adjusting to life in the Den, slowly finding a rhythm he was comfortable with. Things were slowly falling into place, and he was confident he would be able to fit in in no time.
That is, until, he came across one certain folk.
By all means, just seeing this folk should have had no effect on him, as they've never met before. But catching just a glimpse of this folk from down the pathway made his heart jump into his throat, and his steps come to a complete stop.
Chandler? Chandler's here.
His mind was caught on repeat, consistently saying the name 'Chandler' over and over again. Emotions he were too scared to name burned in his chest, and he found himself moving forward with no idea of what he was going to do next.
"Chandler?" Fission's voice called, raised to carry over the noise of the nearby waterfall.

The mysterious folk tensed up, then turned around, seeming to react to the name. Upon seeing his face, Fission was certain. He knows this folk. He has no idea how, but he knows him. A smile he couldn't contain crept across his face, and he dropped the box he was carrying to rush forward. "You're safe," Fission gasped out. "Chandler. Chandler, you're safe." His talons hovered uselessly in front of him, completely unsure of what to do next. "Chandler," he mumbled. "Where have you been?"

Chandler looked up at Fission, eyebrows drawn together as if he were thinking hard about something. "I...I don't," Chandler started. "I'm sorry, who are you?"

Fission's heart shattered in that moment, and it was then he was willing to place the emotions he felt swirling in his chest. It was love. "Oh, I... I'm sorry," Fission laughed, doing his best to act like he wasn't on the verge of tears. "I just- you looked so familiar to me. I must have thought you were someone else. I'm sorry."

As he turned to start walking away, he felt a small paw grab at his clawed hand. Glancing back, he was surprised to see Chandler staring up at him with a faraway look in his eye. It...unsettled Fission. It looked like Chandler was seeing right through him. "No, that's not what I meant." Chandler mumbled, then grabbed at Fission's talons with both paws. "I know you. I don't know how, but I do. But I don't know who you are." Chandler tried to explain, one visible eye now looking at him with some fierce determination shining in it. Fission was stunned into silence, so Chandler took this as an opportunity to continue talking. "You're familiar. You're the most familiar looking anything I've come across in the Grove since I woke up in the damn forest last week." Chandler now let go with one of his paws, pressing it up against his own chest. "I don't know who you are. But my heart does."

ignore the lazy art, i wanted to do a comic of this but had NO idea how to dlkjsfl

chandler and fission meet! it's certainly A Meeting. who knows what'll come from this! (i dont know either! i only have an end goal in mind, there is no thought put into the in between stuff. laugh at me)

word count: 536
10/680 acorns
acorn tracker