(Nearly forgot this chapter and just barely got it out on time :/ There might not be an update next week, HOWEVER, I will be opening a silly little short story book on different concepts and scenarios that will go down on flames like the rest of my books. I will be calling it "Short Stories from the SCU" :] Y'all can even tell me concepts and I can write a little thing on it [with credit ofc] Anyways ty for reading :'])

=Memory's POV=

I sat on the hill silently, watching as Sabre tried to make a crafting table. I've given up after several attempts at approaching Sabre. Maybe socialization wasn't the best option after all.. I thought I could've warned Sabre about my father, and he could relay that warning to his friends, but I guess that wouldn't work out.

I sighed and brought my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms around my legs. Maybe if I played the victim..? No, I couldn't just lie like that.. I'd mess up again and just have to erase his memories.. I sighed again and flopped onto my back. Maybe if I just told him the truth..? No, he'd be angry. He wouldn't understand.

The little specks of light in the sky sparkled, each one a different memory from someone's life. I folded my hands across my chest and closed my eyes, trying to feel peaceful. It wasn't working. I opened my eyes again, only to see Sabre in the corner of my vision.

"Ah!" I yelped and sat up, causing Sabre to back away few steps. "Don't sneak up on me like that!" I scolded. "Sorry, sorry!" He apologized as he put his hands up defensively, "I was just wondering if you maybe had a way out of this place? Or if you lived here? What's your name?"

I blinked slowly, then let out a huff. I could just tell him the truth. Erase his memories if he gets mad again. But.. my father still wants me to bring all six to him.. that has to happen eventually.

I stood. "I'm Memory Steve. This is my dimension, yes I brought you here, and no I cannot bring you and your friends' memories back because my boss forbids me to." I spoke boredly. Sabre stepped back, a look of shock crossing his expressive face. "I- how did you know what I was gonna ask!? Wait- you have something to do with-" "Memories, yes. We've been through this situation several times before. We've had the same conversation over and over again. I'm just tired." I finished his sentence.

Sabre was silent. That was new. "Let me guess." I stated flatly, "'Oh! He must have stolen my memories.' Well, yes, I did. Congrats, genius. 'Oh! He mentioned a boss, is that why he's stealing memories?' Yes. Yes it is."

"Oh." Sabre simply said. I watched him process the information as his eyes focused on a random spot on the ground, before looking up to me yet again. "You're just misunderstood!" He decided, causing me to take another step back. "Misunderstood- What- No! I'm supposed to be doing this, there's nothing misunderstood about me! I'm evil!" I retorted.

"No, no, Memory Steve, not only do others misunderstand you, but you don't understand yourself, either! You are brainwashed by your boss, my friend." A goofy-sounding tone crept into his voice as he leaned towards me, my feet carrying me backwards yet again.

"Back off, will you!? You're making me uncomfortable!" I shouted, making Sabre take his own step back. "Sorry!" He apologized, "I've decided, though, that we're gonna be friends. No matter how many times you erase my memories, I will find you, and I will make you friendly with me." His statement sounded like a threat. I didn't like that-

flash!

I teleported into the mangrove above Sabre, hiding among the yellowish leaves. He looked around in confusion, before blabbering about wanting to get out of this place and walking off. I closed my eyes and hugged my knees to my chest. This wasn't fair. Why did my father want me to bring the six to him anyways? Couldn't he just show up and destroy them himself? Ugh, this was so frustrating!!

I groaned and flopped backwards, letting the branches and vines of the tree catch me. My father claimed that the six of them together would be powerful enough to stop him and his plans.. In fact, one of them, being the one I disliked the most due to personal reasons, had the potential of stopping my father on their own, but luckily they were too oblivious to do so.

But did my father really have to destroy the other five? I could just erase their memories and send them on their separate ways like I did in the past, right? But then that would run the risk of their memories returning yet again. I sighed. As Sabre would say, I'm in quite a pickle.