#IF ANYONE SAID THIS IS AN OMOR REF YA ARE WRONG

[idv-ask-the-showman]

{There’s Still Hope}

Part 1/2

Finally got around to write an update to the whole Flynn situation! the next part may be shorter but here is what I managed to write for now :3!

Tw:- suicidal topic.

In the hallway of the manor, Phineas, Carina, and Poppy made their way toward Flynn's room while carrying a tray of food and snacks for him. Flynn's health had improved enough for him to return to his own room… although but his other personality, Lemant, remained in control to this day, a fact that still bothers Phineas a lot.

So much so that he didn’t hear Carina calling his name until she shook his arm firmly.

“PHINEAS!”

“EH?!”

“For goodness’ sake, I’ve been calling you for ages! Is everything alright, honey?”

“Sorry, my dear~… I was just thinking about—”

“Flynn again?” Poppy says while humming softly as they walked.

“Yeah…” Phineas admitted, he sounded quite worried.

Carina sighed “Not surprising…. You’ve been on edge ever since he woke up. Honestly~ I thought you’d relax a little once he started walking again.”

“I am relieved he’s getting better physically but what about mentally? Ever since he woke up, it’s only been Lemant and None of the other personalities have taken control like Sanity and Minder not even Flynn himself.”

Carina was quiet, looking at the bowl of sliced apples she was holding and thinking about the whole thing… Flynn’s personality has always been a confusing thing that she is no longer even sure how many he has anymore but regardless she still cares for each one of them, after all they all part of him… is just…. Lemant is different from the rest.

“Is it really so bad that we’re talking to Lemant?” Poppy asked, they seem confused about the matter “He seems just fine to Poppy! He’s always smiling and seem happy!”

Carina hesitated, her voice more quieter now “Oh Poppy… t-there’s something you need to understand about Lemant. I wasn’t sure if I should bring it up before, but…”

Phineas finished her sentence for her “He clearly despises his own existence.”

A long, uneasy silence followed before Poppy finally broke it.

“Poppy doesn’t get it…. Why would he hate it?”

Phineas and Carina looked at each other, they both knew it wasn’t the time for a deep explanation and not to mention Poppy is clearly not ready for those kind of topics yet “We’ll talk about it later” Carina said gently.“Right now, let’s—”

Her words falls off as they opened Flynn’s door…

The bed was empty.

“W-where is he?!” Phineas yells, dropping the tray of food he was holding in his hands. In a state of panic, he tore through the room, checking the dresser, the closet, under the bed, even behind the mountain of plushies Flynn had collected. No sign of him, he even He flung open the window to look outside if the worst did happen…

Nothing.

“Damn it!” He turning back to the others “Poppy, Carina, we need to split up and search the manor!”

Carina nodded immediately, putting her bowl down and rushing off. Poppy was still confused and worried about the whole situation.

“P-Phineas… where could Flynn have gone?”

Phineas gripped their shoulders tightly “Poppy, if you love Flynn, stop asking questions and start looking, If we’re too late…” he couldn’t finish the sentence and just looked down with a pale face.

That was all Poppy needed to hear. Without another word, they ran out of the from the room. Phineas followed moments later while muttering under his breath.

“Brother, please… don’t do anything stupid…”

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“Hmm~ it seem that I have lost my way ^^”

Flynn says to himself… or rather… Lemant… he was walking through one of the manor’s many hallways and rooms this manor has to offer. His body ached in pain with every step, he clearly wasn’t ready to be up and about, that for sure… But lying in bed had become so boring! He wasn’t even sure how far he has wandered off.

Alas, he came to a stop near a window. The view beyond the glass was quite familiar, the same starry night sky he had seen the moment he awoke from his coma.

“Yet another beautiful, meaningless night…” he murmured to himself with a faint smile.

Spotting a balcony ahead, he stepped through its doors, leaning against the cold iron railing… He then looked down, what a beautiful garden this forsaken manor has…

“Whaaa~ So high up…” he says in amusement.

“Yeah, that’s why you should STEP away from the railing, Lemant.”

“….”

He looked Behind him, standing in the doorway was none other than his brother.

With a faint smile he answered his brother.

“And why should I do that?”

-To be continued…