A hiss filled the air as Crystal and Silver slammed heads. Oh you thought it would be Gold slamming heads with Silver? Wrong. This has been going for months after they escaped the underwater base. And this wasn't the only one. Gold walked in and froze. He put his bag down and ran over to split them up.

"Whoa! What happened?" Crystal hissed.

"Someone thinks they're cute hiding info!"

"You didn't ask!"

"I didn't think I had to!" Gold held them away from each other's necks.

"Chill! There's gotta be a calmer solution to this!"

Gold seemed out of energy just trying to keep up with the duo. They glared at each other until Silver went to his room. Crystal went into the kitchen. Was that the best idea? Yes and no. Yes because she could cool off. No because she was near knives. Gold sat down and rubbed his temples. The other regions were suffering this as well. Only they didn't all have a calming force. He was physically and mentally drained. He hoped that nothing bad happened. But he was hoping for nothing. And he didn't need a predictor to tell him that. Somewhere in the next couple of hours the duo clashed again. He was barely able to hold them back. He now knew the struggle others experienced when he and Silver fought. He went home after finally splitting them and collapsed. The hard thing was that they lived so close. He had to hold them off until Crystal's stop in Violet. Then he and Silver had a quiet walk to Cherrygrove where Silver left him. Then he skateboarded the rest of the way home. He landed on the couch and groaned. The beautiful smell of his mom's cooking definitely was a reward. She went over and placed a plate of food on the table beside him and touched his head.

"Maybe you should stay home one of these days..."

"And let those two twisters slam into each other? No thanks." He rubbed his head. "If only I knew what the cause was..."

"Maybe you could take a day off. Tell the others to stay home. Go relax with people that enjoy the same things you do."

"There isn't anyone that does..." He sighed as he ate the food. "I guess until I do find someone, I'm going back into the twisters." He went to stand up when his mom took the plate and sat him down.

"Well if you are, you better rest up. I don't want you in the emergency room because you stressed yourself out. You're not immortal." He nodded before going up to his room. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep after what happened.

And the other regions were getting worse. Some arguments started by a word or phrase. Some regions had strategies. But one region was different...