Grass Lands

[Mimsie-chan]

The long grass blew delicately against one another in the wind as a small figure shuffled through them to the other side, onto the dirt road. A lone green Shyguy twirled about, humming underneath his mask. Steve had forgotten about his banishment again, and carried on as if he were the happiest guy in the world. It was almost sad, but at least he had a little skip in his step today. He approached an abandoned windmill which puttered lightly in the blowing wind and settled on its doorstep, taking a breather.

[ToastyBomb]

As the Shyguy hummed,and the wind blew,another figure trotted amongst the grass. He shuffled his small feet along the dirt and rock foresaken road,and began to sing a small little song. He quickly stopped,as the wind picked up quickly and tumbled him over. The Goomba,Goomy as it was,stumbled to his feet,and teetered on through the tall grass.

[Mimsie-chan]

Steve looked up, hearing another song that wasn't his own. He looked on through the fields and saw a small figure, rolling amoungst the grass in the wind, and then catching itself and continuing to walk. Suddenly Steve stood up, waving his nubs around and running towards the goomba in the distance. "You, there! Stop!" He called over the weeds.

[ToastyBomb]

Goomy,now singing again,turned his pink head towards the voice hat had called out to him. He walked a little farther,seeing a green Shyguy,waving his stubby arms in the air,and calling to him.
"Me?" Goomy called out,walking closer to the Shyguy.

[Mimsie-chan]

"What other you's are there, of COURSE you!" The Shyguy dipped closer to peer at him. "Pink goomba. Goombas aren't usually pink. Why is this so?" He rubbed at his mask thoughtfully. "I am uncertain." He answered himself and then proceeded to watch the other male carefully.

[ToastyBomb]

Goomy looked around. "Why,no,there aren't anymore me's!" He observed the Shyguy. His mask had a scratch,but he looked friendly. Goomy skipped over to the Shyguy and looked closer at him. He was certainly friendly. He could just sense it.
"Well,I'm not SURE why I'm pink. My sister is pink,too. But,I dunno where she is." As Goomy said those last words,they were slower,and softer. He kicked a rock with his foot and plopped down onto the ground.

[Mimsie-chan]

"Sister? Sister you say? A sister who is pink. A pink who is your sister." He rubbed at his mask again, this time in frustration as if trying to remember something. He was never good at remembering anything--it just seemed to worsen every day. "Now hold up a bit....." He racked his head, rubbing at both sides of his hood. "I know your pink body. You're with that pink hatted person...." Steve sighed loudly through his mask. "But wait, wasn't I, too?"

[ToastyBomb]

Goomy was sure the Shyguy was confused. Or,at least he was confusing himself. Who was confused? "I am with no pink hatted person! But...I believe I've heard of a pink hatted person. Yet has a day come I have been with a pink hatted person. As you said,you were?" Goomy thought that was the most ridiculous thing he had ever said. Except,he felt like the Shyguy said the weirdest things,as well. He stomped on some grass and waited for an answer,as he watched the Shyguy rub his mask and hood.

[Mimsie-chan]

"No no," Steve argued. "I am certain you were with a pink-hatted person, as was I! And there was a koopa fellow as well. You had blonde hair though. Did you cut your hair?" He tilted his head, examining Goomy closely. "I rather liked your long blonde hair. The way it used to swish back and forth."

[ToastyBomb]

Goomy shook his head. The minute the Shyguy said that,he felt a pang of shock in his small little heart. This Shyguy had seen his sister! Goomy was about to yelp in joy,but he did no such thing. "No,no! That I believe is y sister you're talking about! I can't believe you met my sister! I don't know that Koopa,but I can tell you,I have never had blonde hair. See?" Goomy offered,tilting his head so that his skull cap fell off. He put it back on,and still felt that pang of shock.

[Mimsie-chan]

Steve peered at the hair-less head and nodded. "So it is without a doubt, that you never had blonde hair tied into a ponytail? And you've never travelled with a hat of pinkness? But.....this pink cannot deny what Steve is feeling. And that is....you're somehow connected to this other pink one, running around pretending to be you. Or you pretending to be her. Either or."

[ToastyBomb]

Goomy nodded a few times. He wish this Shyguy would tell him the last time he was with his sister,anything! Alas,he just had to answer the Shyguy. "Yes,I have never had a blonde ponytail. I have without a doubt never travelled with a hat of pinkness. And,my sister and I are twins. SHE has the ponytail. My life has a long story,too long to even begin here. All that is to say,we're twins. We look ALIKE." Goomy was beginning to become impatient. How hard was understanding twins? He didn't want to lose his temper,so he kicked another rock,instead of the Shyguy.

[Mimsie-chan]

"Twins. Steve is seeing now. I think. No. YES. Without a doubt, you are the pink one's twin. Meaning you're related?" He suddenly got very quiet, staring out into the grassy fields for a few moments. He jerked and began speaking again, abruptly. "Not seeing her for a while you said? This is to be certain because she is adventuring. Or she was. As long as I was anyway. Or maybe longer, I'm not sure."

[ToastyBomb]

Goomy rolled his eyes. Sure Steve was nice,but was he of a sane mind? "Why,yes,I haven't sene her in awhile. We ARE related. She IS adventuring. I wish I was with her. But,my destiny called to me." Noticing the sun was setting Goomv sat on the doorstep of the windmill,which had now stopped. He heaved a big sigh. He missed his sister. "I wish...I wish I could see her again. I miss her." He kicked another rock,and flopped onto a patch of clover,heaving another sigh.

[Mimsie-chan]

Steve sat beside him, watching the dim glow of the sun through the tall grass. " She's a good spelunker. Or a spelunk-ess. Whichever. She's fine, if you're worried." He rubbed across his mask thoughtfully. "What sort of adventure are you on?"