After an eventful day of helping Ginnit practice and listening to him relay small things he remembered, Tubbo and Ranboo were tired beyond belief. It was one thing to to help him practice but hearing about those small happy moments from forever ago brought back unwanted negative memories in the two. It was emotionally draining and they needed a break to mentally recuperate.

Once it reached evening, they had dinner again and then got ready for bed. Unsurprisingly, Michael wanted to have a sleepover with Ginnit and was allowed to.

Ginnit climbed onto the bed, no longer floating, and tried his hardest to focus on not phasing through it in his sleep again.

Michael moved his chubby little piglin child body onto the beanbag chair where he snuggled up to his chicken and blanket and promptly fell asleep.

Ginnit watched him do this in amazement. How was it that Michael could get to sleep so easily while he was having a very difficult time? Ginnit kept feeling phantom pains in his head and body every time he tried. It was as though his body was reliving the events of his death when he fell asleep.

However, that couldn't stop him from falling asleep due to fatigue and Ginnit was out like a light.

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The next day, Ginnit woke up bed-free, thankfully, to Michael shaking him awake, standing on his chicken to reach him.

"What's up tiny boss man?" Ginnit asked groggily. Michael gave a small snort and started tugging his sleeve.

"Alright, Alright," Ginnit said, sitting up and placing his feet on the floor, "Lead the way."

Michael dragged Ginnit by his sleeve through the hallways to the front door. When Ginnit looked up from Michael, he saw Ranboo standing there, staring blankly at him. Upon looking at the window, Ginnit also saw that it was very dark outside with a full moon.

Feeling very uneasy, Ginnit turned to Ranboo. "Where are we going, Big boss man?" Something didn't seem right.

Ranboo stared at him with glowing purple eyes. 'Were his eyes always that color?' He then spoke in a garbled language Ginnit didn't understand, but Michael seemed to. Michael gave a happy snort and looked up at Ginnit.

If Michael seemed happy with what was going on, then it couldn't be that bad could it?

Ginnit decided not to worry and let the two carry him along. They walked for about five minutes into a forest area until they arrived at a small clearing.

The spot was beautiful. The trees cleared way for moonlight to stream through the leaves. The rays of moonlight illuminated the sea of yet-to-bloom flowers below. Not only that, but there was a small creek running along one edge of the clearing, small fish swimming in peace in the water below.

To Ginnit, the sight was breath taking. "Is this what you wanted to show me?" He asked Michael. Michael looked up at him, snorted, and pointed, guiding his attention back to the scene.

After a second, Ginnit could see why. As the three boys sat in the center of the clearing, every flower began to bloom into a big white blossom. Each and every one of them giving off a soft radient glow.

Suddenly, all the flowers started giving up particles. The effect looking like a million fireflies in the air. Surprised, Ginnit turned to look at Michael and Ranboo, seeing them sitting relaxed, and did the same.

Those particles must have had some effect, Ginnit deduced, because the moment they appeared he felt stronger and more refreshed than he had in a long time.

Once the particles dissipated and the flowers closed, Ginnit turned to the other two again. He found Michael to be asleep.
Ranboo scooped Michael up, sounded a garbled noise at Ginnit, and started walking in the direction that they came.

Ginnit got the message and followed. When they arrived at the house, Ginnit plopped on his bed and had the best sleep he could ever remember having.

Little did they know, some one saw them.