Dark Cacao had only recently joined Gingerbrave's crew but he'd be lying if he didn't care for the kid, even if he had only known him for a few days now. How could he not care for him? He was super friendly and always looking out for everyone. It was almost midday now and he hadn't seen Gingerbrave the entire day. He would always be around all day greeting people and working but now he was no were to be seen. He would be glad because it seems like the kid was always working and he wanted him to take a break but he would at least be outside by now!

He was worried sick about him, he even asked some of his friends and they had not a clue where he could be. They said he was just exploring, but what if something else happened? What if he got kidnapped? Or worse! He was keeping his composure as best as he could, which was unsurprisingly very well. Well at least that's what it looked on the surface.

He was anxiously tapping his foot inside his house looking out the window. He wanted to go find him but he knew he had to stay, in case something happened, but by each second passing he was more and more tempted to go. The minutes felt like hours before he finally gave in. The people here could handle themselves quite well, the amount of people along with how strong everyone was, they could easily beat anyone who tried to attack. At least that's what he convinced himself of, he wasn't going to be gone that long anyways. He got on his way, people were saying that he left early in the day and he still hadn't come home yet.

Despite his emotionless and rough anterior he cared a lot for the kid, he knew the kid could handle himself but.. He shouldn't have to. He's just a kid and knowing how many people are out for his blood it was practically a death wish to go out alone, he best get there before someone takes advantage of the situation. He walked calmly to the edge of town, to a path he had seen that Gingerbrave had liked to visit. Gingerbrave had actually gone out before but never for this long, only for around half an hour or so, but it's been almost 3 hours and he's still not back. A few cookies came to question where he was going which he just passed off as him just wanting a bit of fresh air.

But the moment he was out of sight he started picking up his pace, becoming speed walking not wanting to look disheveled. It would be a bit difficult going any faster than walking speed in heavy armor like his but he had been so acquainted with its weight that normal clothing felt like a feather in comparison. He swore he was gonna have an early death because of how stressed the kid made him, it seemed like he was always one foot in the grave. He turned around the corner to finally see the kid, he was in one piece which he let out a sigh of relief to. He was just exploring, he was completely unharmed despite him taking longer than usual to get home. He seemed to be enjoying the view of the water from the bones of a long dead dragon.

That's when Gingerbrave finally noticed Dark Cacao on the shore of the lake. Gingerbrave happily waved to him, with a big grin on his face. "Hey Dark Cacao! What are you doing out here?" He asked not knowing the anxiety he had given him for being out so long. He was safe though, which was the only thing that mattered anyways.