~Nanners' POV~

"Chilled and Ze came back to town," Gassy suddenly says over the phone making my every nerve freeze just by the single one syllable word that, to anyone else, just means a state of temperature. I hesitate for a long time before a loud noise catches my attention, making me glance back at the large man yelling at the smaller man who is shaking while holding the bread in his hands. Thieves are an extremely common thing here, it's not rare if you see someone being yelled at for being a thief, though personally I've never been yelled at.

"That's nice," I say into the phone before hanging up, reluctant to hear anything about the man who had clearly rejected me. He went on a trip with Ze, he knew the strangely large amount of jealousy I felt whenever Ze is involved and he still went without a word said to me. If that's not a big announcement of his feelings for the other person rather than me then I'm messing up big time somewhere here. I banish Chilled from my thoughts, having avoided thinking about him for the past few weeks I had begun hoping that I'd forget about him completely and finally deciding to accept a call from Gassy it's the first thing he brings up? I sigh as I glance back at the fat man refusing to stop the ruckus until it begins to annoy me.

"Excuse me? What's the problem here?" I interuppt, shocking everyone around who usually picture me as the thief. The man becomes ten times more cautious when he sees me approach and holds the bread behind his back, taking every precatuion against a well known thief like me. He clears his throat before pointing towards the little boy who now clings onto my leg only making my job a bit harder, not that I'm going to tell the kid to let go of me.

"This brat stole from me, not that you would see what's wrong with that," the man mutters bitterly but I just shrug with my usual carefree attitude. I turn to the little boy and pat his head, kneeling down to his eye level and look at him seriously.

"Listen kid, you don't want to turn out like me. I'm completely alone in the world without much to be thankful for, so you don't wanna be like me," I explain and the kid nods slowly with a pitiful gaze. So he doesn't usually steal, huh? If he did he wouldn't be pitiful at all and just spit in my face, and believe me, there are kids like that over here.

"Listen to the man, brat," the man grunts before turning and leaving as I just watch him walk away, having had his angry rant of the day I suppose. I turn back to the kid and kneel down by him again, making him make eye contact with me again.

"Why'd you steal, man?" I ask and the kid looks down and away, seeming embarrassed and nervous at the same time.

"Mommy said daddy lost all of the money to some scary guys, and my little sister is sick. We need food," the kid says with the most pitiful look in his eyes I just sigh and present the loaf of bread from behind my back, making the kid's eyes glow as I show it to him.

"Don't steal kid, I have a feeling your mommy is going to run into some good money soon," I say as the kid nods dramatically and hugs the loaf of bread as if it's his life and dashes in the opposite direction. I feel plenty pairs of eyes on me, all with their own judgement on what I just did. Some looking to me like I'm some sort of hero, which I'm not, and some looking to me like I'm some sort of devil disguised as Jesus. Like usual I just ignore the stares and follow the kid carefully, making sure he doesn't notice me until we reach the front of a small hut with adults clearly yelling at each other from inside. The boy flinches before pushing past the door and instead of happiness from the other side it only becomes silent. I feel myself grow worried and I slowly enter the hut and widen my eyes at the sight inside.

The man is holding the kid by the collar while the mother is kneeling on the floor holding her hand to her darkened cheek. You've got to be kidding me, no matter how bad life gets violence is never something you turn to.

"Hey dude," I call out, pulling the kid away from the father and pat his clothes together, and when he realizes who I am he smiles. "Go help your mommy, I'll deal with daddy," I say and push him towards his mom, his mom pulling the child into a tight embrace and immediately the kid pulls her away from the room and into another small room of the house. With them gone I glance back towards the dad, and I have to say, daddy don't look so good. His eyes are surrounded by purple and he can barely stand up straight, stumbling everywhere while keeping a loose grasp on a bottle of rum. I sigh and roll my eyes, crossing my arms. I was almost hoping for a good fight to get my frustrations out but the man stumbles onto the floor and passes out before I can do anything about it.

Quickly, I pull onto the man and drag him outside the hut, leaving him out in the open for any other people he owes money to. Maybe they'll sell him somewhere, if anybody would even want someone like him. The only thing he'd really be good for is physical labor and even then he didn't seem like the fittest man around. I enter the room I had seen the boy run into and find the small family sitting on the floor, huddled up as if they were braced for whoever were to go through the entrance. I sigh when I find these people and kneel down near the kid who smiles widely and dashes towards me with a hug and turns to his parents and sister.

"This is the guy who got us the bread. Mommy, Mandy, this is the famous Nanners," the kid announces as if his knowledge is something to be proud of. I knock my fist against his head making him step backwards but I just smile towards him.

"That's not my name to be proud of silly," I tease and he just rolls his eyes and points at me and looks to his family.

"He's the famous thief though! He saved us! The famous Nanners!"

"Call me Adam, ex pro thief and now just a guy with a lot of money," I explain and the kid looks at me in shock but I just shrug. "I did buy that bread with my own money. It's not the same one you tried to steal punk," I explain and immediately he widens his eyes and looks to his mom who glares at the poor kid. I chuckle, knowing that it must have looked like I stole it back, and I have to say it was tempting after the guy just completely yelled at a poor kid in front of everyone but this was supposed to be my dinner.

"Thank you Adam, and please excuse my dear Maxwell's behavior," the mother sighs while the kid just pouts and turns away. At the kids name I chuckle, the fact this kid and Max are a bit alike is pretty amusing. If Max were a kid and less mature I'd definitely picture him being this justice seeking and hero-like kid. A sudden pain hits my chest as I realize I do miss Max, of course I miss him, and everyone. The thoughts of the town suddenly brings an idea to my mind and I quickly stand up straight and hold my hand up in front of the mother.

"I think you need a change of environment. I know a place that would be perfect for you."

~Chilled's POV~

"Can you see this Chilled?" Ze asks but not a single change in my vision occurs. I sigh and shake my head, tired of playing these stupid games already. Ze sighs again but a ringing goes through the room and Ze excuses himself before the sound of the door opening and closing signals his escape. As he leaves I collapse onto the bed and stare at absolutely nothing. For the past few days it's been the same: absolutely nothing and even more reliance all placed on Ze. Of course it's not him alone, Galm, Smarty, Tom, Gassy, Diction, and Sparklez all try to help as much as they could, each of them visiting me at Ze's house, once again abandoning my house. I haven't gone back home once for the entire time back, there's just not really any use. And if I do go I'll end up continually thinking about him, the entire place reeks like him afterall.

"It was Gassy," Ze suddenly says, scaring me half to death. I wasn't paying attention to the sound of the door opening and closing I guess. Ze chuckles at my paranoia making me glare at the emptiness in front of me. Ze sighs as he drops onto the chair right by me and stays silent, making me just stare at the space he's supposed to be at.

"So...what did he say?" I ask laughing nervously at whatever news he had to bring. If Gassy fucking leaves I wouldn't know what to do, he is my next best friend in town and somehow I feel the need to have someone who knows Nanners well near me. Jesus, I feel like an obssessed little girl. Then again, Nanners didn't even give me the fucking chance to explain myself how does he expect me to know he would just up and leave the moment I do?

"Well - uh, Nanners called him," Ze starts and I immediately tense up at the mention of the name that has been invading my thoughts for what feels like ever. "Apparently Nanners hooked the town up with a new move in. They are poor, though Nanners will be giving them money. Would you mind letting them live at your house?" Although I'm aware this is supposed to be good news I still feel a slight disappointment when it's not any visits to town himself, no he's just sending poor people to us. Damn it Nanners.

"I don't, just give Gassy the keys so he could clean up the house," I suggest while Ze remains silent. I stare at the space, waiting for a response and sigh when I don't get one, realizing he must have just nodded or something. I never knew eyesight was so required for every single thing in the real world except for talking. No, even when talking you lack the ability to have eye contact with someone which really tells you what they're feeling about the words you're saying.

"I should go, it's my shift soon and I want to talk about Gassy about the whole thing. There is water on the counter and food in the kitchen, be careful," Ze explains before the sound of the door opening and closing marks his absense. I sigh once I'm alone and lay back down on the bed, feeling like this is all I do nowadays without any real abilities to do things on my own. Although the doctor said it was indeed temporary sight loss I haven't seen a single improvement on my vision as proven by today's "test" Ze performed on me. I had been relying so much on Nanners' presence when I came back it was a devastating shock when I found out he's just... gone. Apparently Gassy explained to me he had been planning on going back when I had ditched him and went to Ze but when I suddenly returned he decided to postpone it. How was I supposed to know that one little trip would have him running for the hills?

I continue to try and see how I can put the blame on me and can't find a single way, but I continue looking because I want to feel gulty for something. I have to be guilty if he just left me, right? I can't just be a perfectly good angel if he had just completely abandoned me? But, when I think about it that way, I had also disappeared on him one day randomly but according to Gassy he didn't wait for two days, two fucking days and I could have called him in that time. Now he could be standing directly in front of me and I wouldn't even be able to tell because I can't see a fucking thing. I suddenly pull myself up, feeling restless, feeling the need to go outside and do something but the moment my foot is on the ground I feel a fear overcome me as I stare straight ahead and see absolutely nothing. Nothing. The darkness could be up close in the form of a dresser directly in my face of the darkness could be yards away in the form of a wall. I don't know where the next physical thing is in front of me.

Panic starts to settle in my chest once again and I quickly lay down again, hugging the sheets close to me and feeling shivers come over me. Am I getting sick again? I don't know, but all I know is that if I had known getting this curse off me would have me always so scared and emotional and without a Nanners I would have just lived with the curse.

~Nanners' POV~

"Thank you so much, Adam," the mother says, bowing her head to me as her two kids gather up their little luggage. The girl begins coughing and nearly tumbles over but her brother helps her immediately, both smiling at each other with a strength I've only known when I had the whole group over here.

"It's fine ma'am. My friends will help you out there and you'll be staying at my - uh - ex-lover's place," I explain and the woman widens her eyes.

"Oh, is that okay?" I nod and wave my hand, though I'm slightly bitter about the fact Chilled isn't staying at his house which could only mean one thing: he's staying at Ze's house. When Gassy told me Chilled's house was up for grabs the jealous thought immediately struck my mind and now I'm just still bitter because of it. Calling Chilled my ex-lover did feel good though, although I'm not sure if Chilled would approve being called an ex-lover or not, since I'm not exactly clear on what we used to be. Definitely not just friends but no where near enemies, just people who loved each other very much. Also known as lovers.

"I'll give you Gassy's number too, and everyone elses' in case you need them," I explain as I continue to put in new contacts on the cheap phone I had bought the woman. When I head to Chilled's I sigh and shake my head, handing her the phone. "I don't have my ex-lover's phone number anymore for obvious reasons but you can ask anybody else and that's his name, well, safe travels." The woman looks to the phone, seeming shocked that it's a boy's name but nods, approving I suppose.

"Thank you, again, Adam," she says, bowing her head to me again, a thing I noticed has been a lot to me today when before I've never had someone bow to me before. The two children both dash towards me, hugging my legs tightly and the mother even joins, embracing me before they all disperse, waving happily to me as they head on their way. I watch after the three before sighing and turning around, wondering what else I could do today. I just saved a family, and although it made me recall a lot about Chilled I guess it wasn't too bad. I guess banishing Chilled from my memories is impossible no matter how much I try to believe it is possible.