What, you think I'd forget to add in an epilogue?

(also we're having thunderstorm right now and the lights keep flickering, I'm such a coward i'm jumping a mile a minute)

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2 days later...

The morning was warm.

Lizzie stood there, her feet pointed towards an autumn tree, swirling with warm dusty colours, golden and marigold leaves scattered about.

Lizzie took in the soft air and breathed in.

Just beneath the tree lay two portraits, one a darker forest green-grey, and the other a cyan blue. In both were Dan and Sparklez.

The blossoms in shades of swirling coral and rose, much like Lizzie's hair, lay limp in her hand. Nothing but numbness consumed her.

The day was perfect otherwise.

Birds tweeted, the air was even and warm, and the light smell of calming rain covered the earth. Fog continued to cover hills in the distance.

The sky was a light coral, flooded across the earth like a sea, and the wind was warm and even.

There were other things, too.

Stacy had offered her and Stampy to spend the week at her house to mourn and, 'calm down.' the two had accepted.

It wasn't that Lizzie hated being at Stacy's, it was the opposite. She loved seeing Stacy's dogs run around and eating breakfast with her friends.

But it almost felt empty.

They were home, but it was almost meaningless without Dan and Sparklez. Dan would always goof off, and Sparklez would roll his eyes.

It wasn't the same.

Then she felt an arm grasp her sides, then another one. She turned to see Stacy and Stampy, smiling at her sadly.

Particularly Stacy's eyes were watery with un-spilled tears.

The three held hands and placed coral and rose flowers by their friend's portraits, made especially by Cassie from when they were trapped there.

"You know..." Stampy commented.

"We are free now...and we have been for a while, I suppose, hah. I was thinking, that maybe we could..."

And then he pulled out a glowing flint and steel, shimmering in a teal glow, aquamarine and fern swirling. Stacy gasped.

"Should we?" She almost whispered.

Stampy shrugged.

"I felt like Dan would want us to use it, seeing as it was his, after all," Stampy said, shrugging once again but smiling.

"That would be a Dan thing to do," Lizzie snarked under her breath, and Stacy laughed.

(oh crap the lights just flickered again,)

"We should! We could pack some stuff and go dimension travelling, just the three of us! I could bring one of my dogs..." Stacy continued on.

Both Lizzie and Stampy's eyes lit up.

"But when would we go?" Asked Lizzie.

"Maybe not for a little bit, we could go..." Stacy hesitated, thinking before mumbling, "maybe we could go next week?"

Both Lizzie and Stampy nodded excitedly. Sure, their own world was big and still had lots to explore, but another completely other area....

..that would be amazing.

Suddenly, the three jumped when a voice coughed awkwardly. They all turned to see Cassie Rose, Winslow at her side.

In the girl's pale hand lay white lilies, and she smiled at the three awkwardly, though she looked absolutely exhausted.

"I brought you some lilies..."

She held them out, standing out in the warm pinks and pale yellows. Lizzie nodded and took the flowers.

"Thanks," She whispered.

Cassie smiled, the small flecks in her seafoam eyes lighting up with comfort and something else...relief..?

Lizzie went over and placed the flowers by their other roses, which ended up spilling like an overflowing sink around the portraits.

"I uh, hah, brought something else..."

Cassie held out small wooden birch slabs she had been concealing underneath her arms. Stacy and Stampy gave a swift glance at eachother, then both nodded.

They each took turns spreading out the slabs.

Lizzie adjusted the flowers around each one, each one bathed in sunlight and flowing out in swirls of warm colors.

They all stood back.

There stood in front of them the fallen guests.

Kendall, with her blue-grey sword in the air, her smile wide and her eyes gleaming with pride as the girl's stance stood strong.

Rush in her black hoodie and her light blue hair, smirking at seemingly nothing, her eyes distance with ideas and strength.

Lysa, in a cream colored sweater and some white speckled feathers in her hair. She sat, her legs crossed, and she was writing in a journal, she face calm and peaceful.

Kyril in her navy blue raincoat, her black curled hair tumbling over her shoulders, her eyes twinkling as she laughed, her wooden shield raised.

Shez, covered in her cream costume and feather boa, tossing the sides up into the air, her expression happy-go-lucky, not a care in the world.

Silver, small little Silver, holding her sword with a fierce look in her eyes, her smile excited, her stance ready for battle.

Aranna, with her short burgundy hair and moon glasses, holding a small fishbowl, where a silver scaled fish was in her hands, her eyes intrigued.

Finally, there was Comet, holding a wolf spawn egg and smiling excitedly. The small grey tail attached to her backside was wagging.

It was almost painful to realize that this was all art.

That they were all gone.

"Wow, Investagator sure did good with those portraits, much better than I would have done, hah," Stated Cassie, light humor splashed in with her voice.

"She captured them so well..." Lizzie barely whispered.

"Well, at least as soon as I can, I'll be able to make them come back, okay?" Cassie asked them. The three nodded.

There was a moment of silence, each person's mind preoccupied with something, the warm wind blowing across their backs.

The morning light warmed them, and somehow, this all seemed not as bad as before. That it would be okay, that Cassie would bring them all back.

"I guess we better get back home now," Lizzie said simply, breaking the silence. Stacy nodded simply back.

"Well..."

The three turned towards the odd one out, who laughed awkwardly as she side-stepped away, smiling lightly.

"I guess I'll be going now..."

She turned to go back.

"Wait, Cassie."

The redhead turned, her eyes eager.

With what though, the others didn't know.

"How about you come with us to Stacy's? There's a lot more traps, and I think she has a bed you can sleep in until we clear the traps..." Lizzie suggested, her coral hair melting in with the blended rose sky.

Cassie's stance stiffened, and a light glow spread across her face. Clear tears swam up to her eyes, glistening.

"Oh, wow, I..thanks. Sure! Yes."

The awkward used-to-be-killer shuffled awkwardly, her feet barely touching across the lime and pink tinted grasses.

"I'm just gonna go get my stuff, okay?"

The three youtubers nodded, and Cassie swooped down to pick up Winslow, who stiffled a small purr, and the tall girl sprinted towards her mansion.

"I'll be right back!" She called to the three.

The three waved after her.

Stacy stiffled a yawn.

"Hey, you know what I could use right now?"

"What?" Stampy and Lizzie responded in unison.

"Some sleep. Let's go home, guys," Stacy said, smiling.

Throwing her arms around her friend's necks, they made their way to their homes, or more specifically, Stacy's home.

"If the survivors get to go home and sleep, then we get to sleep too," Stacy said simply, a glazed look taking over her eyes, need for sleep in them.

Lizzie and Stampy nodded in agreement.

Lizzie suddenly stopped.

"Shouldn't we wait for Cassie?"

Stacy grumbled and sat down, sprawled across the warm dew-splashed grass as if she had fainted, staring up into the warm air.

The three sat and waited.

"Hey, maybe when we dimension travel, we could ask your friend Joey to come, too!" Stampy suggested, crossing his legs.

Stacy shot up.

"No!"

Lizzie and Stampy both burst out laughing as Stacy mildly laughed and laid back down, too tired for this.

❤thank you so much❤

(hey, i know this wasn't that well written, but I liked it, and hey! I'm super excited for this summer to write it's sequel..

..and there are still behind the scenes, easter eggs, and other stuff to write in this book...may the odds be ever in your favor ^^..)