I want to ride my chocobo all day!

The light that filled the sky was blinding, impossibly bright and burning through the darkness that had surrounded them for so long. So bright that Prompto found himself cringing away from it, a gasp of pain seering through his eyes as he lifted arm to cover them and curled away from it. For a brief moment, he wondered....was this what it had been like? For Ignis? When he slipped the Ring of the Lucii onto his finger? Was this...was this what would happen to them all now, in light of Noctis' fight, his sacrifice? Then, a moment later, he felt himself transported, entirely, into somewhere not of this world, somewhere in the ether between worlds, his body suspended in a vast ocean of nothingness. Ignis and Gladio and Noctis there with him, Ardyn before them; the two Kings lifting their arms and reaching forward, and then, suddenly, Lunafreya was there, reaching for Ardyn's hand. The moment they touched, another burst of golden light, this one warm and embracing, but just as blinding, as he winced again and closed his eyes....

...before he opened them, the weightlessness was gone, he stood once more on solid ground. The light...the light was still so...so bright, but, groaning at the pain, Prompto fought through it to open his eyes again. Had it worked? Was this...sunlight, already? So soon? It had been so long since he'd seen sunlight, it would take a while for his eyes to adjust, and while he struggled to see, there was a rumble at his side, in his pocket. His phone, going absolutely crazy, vibrating and chiming with notications, puzzling enough to distract him slightly from the burning light. But, squinting, he realized the scene was becoming clearer, shaped presenting themselves, but it wasn't the Citadel he saw before him, it was...

"What?" he breathed out, staring with disbelief. "Fandom?"

His mind was reeling. What was....what was going on? Was he dreaming? Was he dead? Why would he be...after all this time....what had happened....with Noctis...with Ardyn....with Insomnia, with Eos? He held out his hands before him, turning them over, shaking his head as if he couldn't quite believe they were real, and then looking up, down the causeway, that familiar skyline, the castle on the island, of his youth....

And his phone, his persistent phone, still vibrating, enough that he dug it out of his pocket frantically just to get it to shut off, only to stare at it in marveled fascination at the absolute slew of notifications that it was being hit with, sent nearly a decade ago, finally making it through. Voicemails, texts from Liz, from Summer, even one from Yang...He shook his head, unable to process the whirlwind of thoughts and emotions racing through him as he lifted his eyes back toward the island.

"I..." he managed to stammer out, barely able to believe it himself, "I'm....back?"

( At first, Liz didn't realise what was happening... )

[[ preplayed with the ever lovely flamesburned; NFI and to be continue in another post shortly. Mild CW for some poorly dealt with surface-level trauma, and the OG Chocobro has officially returned! *internalized high-pitched squealing* ]]

Even though Prompto figured he'd he here for a few days until Nina felt a little more comfortable and back to normal, he wasn't about to shirk his training, and, after finally sleeping a bit last night, got up bright and early to go for his morning jog.

Took about two steps out of the hotel, looked up to the sky, gaped a little, and turned right back around to go inside again with a firm "Nope!"

He remembered what happened the last time a mysterious dome popped up over this island! And he had learned his lesson from last time, and was just not going to have anything to do with it this time, thank you very much!

But, ugh, geeze! What were the odds?

[[ kinda had to! Open if anyone want to catch him and/or get in contact! ]]

This week had, for the most part, been pretty stinkin' great, really. Prompto had been having a blast, and he knew everyone else was, too...for the most part. He knew there'd been some trouble with some other people, but that wasn't bothering him much because, so far, all of his friends and everyone he'd run into seemed to be doing what toys like them did best: having fun and overflowing with the happiness that came with being just great toys on a great island. And tonight should have been no exception. Tonight should have been amazing, with the Wednesday activity, the party, the hugging booths, all of it! Perfect recipe for cheer and good fun.

But something was...wrong. Really, really, really wrong, and he almost wished he hadn't noticed it, but once he did, he just...couldn't shake it. And the fact that the really, really, really wrong thing was coming from Nina...only made it a bajillion times worse.

He knew Nina extremely well; they'd been through so much together! And because of that, because of all the times he'd witnessed it first hand, he could tell when she was faking being happy. He was pretty sure most people couldn't; she was really good, but not good enough to hide all the signs from someone who not only witnessed her faking it before, but who had also faked it enough times himself. Not lately, of course. Not this week, but before...

...what even was before? It didn't matter. What did matter was that he was worried about Nina, he hated what he started to think about her, but he had to make sure. He had to see if it was all in his head or if she really, truly, honestly might be...

He felt bad even thinking it!

...a Bad Toy.

He had to make sure, though! He had to get her alone, where she might drop the facade and then he could know for sure. Easy enough! He'd just offer to walk her home, be a Gentleman about it, grinning broadly and sweeping into a playful, knightly sort of bow and offer up his arm so that the lady doth not worry about the long journey home all by her lonesome. He knew she'd eat that right up and it was fun, besides, the way they always played and pretended. She'd be totally tickled, and then it was all just a matter of trying to figure it out for sure.

Because he wasn't about to turn in his best friend if he wasn't sure.

And once he was sure, well...

"Man," he gushed as they started heading back, beaming brightly at Nina, "that was some party, huh?"


[[ for Pink Diamonds only! Well, okay, if anyone else wants to run into him after the Nina thread, I'd be so for it, but mostly for Pink Diamonds, la~ ]]