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RAAAAAAARRRRGH!!!

[Winter time is fun time. Somewhere in the area of houses, there's a fontechnician. He is standing outside in front of his house, screaming bloody murder and stomping his feet into the snow in vain. He's completely frustrated and outraged at the sight of his house and lab.]

W-wha-what WHAT IS THIS? MY HOUSE!!! MY BEAUTIFUL HOUSE!!! MY LAB!!! MY FONBOTS!!!

[His house/lab is no longer a normal house/lab, but a gigantic fantasy gingerbread house! /o/ Even his robots friends, who were chillin' on his snow covered lawn, were somehow turned into brightly colored sweet pastries and confections.]

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[OH MY GOD, IS THAT CANDY!? A-And gingerbread! Anise takes a while to stop and stare. Not at the flailing and screaming God-General, she's quite used to his antics, but at the house itself. F-Fff...oh, Yulia, the GALD she could make opening up a stand for tasting. Oh, but wait. Dist'd never allow that.

Oh, well. Anise snaps off the arm of one of the fonbots, which was now a large and colorful lollipop, and begins to suck on it happily.]

Mmmm~ ♥♥

[YOU MURDERER. YOU RIPPED OFF MY FRIEND'S ARM!]

Oh no you didn't!

[Dist is going to march in her direction, stomping his feet angrily, and attempts to take the candy away from her.]

[YOU CAN JUST REBUILD IT, FRUITCAKE.]

Huh? H-Hey!! Boo, Dist, you jerk! Give it back!

[Anise glares and puffs out her cheeks when her lollipop is snatched away by the older man.]

N-no...! [And forgive him for being childish, but he's starting to cry or at least holding the tears back. Honestly, you're upsetting him.]

[Oh, dear, Anise is going to stare at Dist a little uncertainly. That...was totally unexpected. She didn't really mean to make him cry. And now you're making her feel guilty, Dist, jeez.

She bites her lip, not really knowing what to do. Should she comfort him? He was clearly upset. But, really, it was Dist. Still, he did make Tokunaga for her, and that was huge compared to just her sitting with him. She still doesn't grasp that her doing that was perhaps the nicest thing anyone's ever done for him. So, after a long moment of thinking and staring, she puts an uneasy hand on his arm and moves a little closer.]

Sorry...

Can I please have that back now? Pretty please?

[He reached his hands toward that lollipop. He looks at her with his wine colored eyes. Clearly there's something in his eyes that lacks maliciousness.]

[Aww, how can she say no to a face like that? And you even said 'please'. She smiles and hands it back without fuss. Dist, stop making her want to hug you, you're being kind of adorable. ;; AND THAT SHOULD NOT BE.]

I didn't think it'd make you so upset...Sorry. Can you still stay in it, though? Or is everything made of candy? [That'd be so cool!

Anise hesitates, but doesn't move her hands from his arm just yet. That coat's actually really soft, hm~]

[He placed the lollipop back to robot. It fell to the powdered sugar that supposed to be snow.

He sighed. Well, he's less than upset than before.]

Yes, everything in the house is made of sugar. Even the bed is made of smores.

[Oh my god that sounds so delicious. Anise tries hard to cover up the growl her stomach made just from the mentioning of sweets. She does, however, take his hand in her own. She felt really bad for making you upset, Dist. You were her kindasortanotreally!friend, after all. ~~It was complicated, don't question their relationship.~~ She gives him a reassuring smile.]

I'm sure it's just this place playing tricks on you. Maybe it'll get the Colonel next, then you can laugh at him, Dist~!

[Anise finally cannot stand it - she wraps her arms around the man's lean body and hugs him tight. She doesn't like seeing you look like that, it's too weird. You were always grinning and laughing. And even though it was kind of creepy, it was better than you being all gloomy and mopey.]

Uh, you can stay at the inn where I'm living at. I think they still have a few rooms...I'm sure you could get a nice one. [She's not going to tell him the room she has there is in the dusty old attic. It wasn't too bad, especially since she cleaned it out, and the view was great from the solitary window she got, but it was still really small and cramped.]

[The hug soften him up and from less mopey, he looks gentle and kinder.]

You're hungry. Well...I suppose you can have a look inside of my house, grab a bite to eat, before I go to the inn with you.

[Dist, you're being abnormally nice and it's kind of freaking her out. But Anise isn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth, so she smiles brightly up at him, gives him a tight squeeze - my god that coat is cuddly, and you smell like cinnamon~ - then hurries inside to partake of the miracle that is sugar. Oh, but she's not going to take much. Or, at least nothing that would be missed. She takes a candied apple from a bowl that once hold, probably, real fruit. Anise also plucks two chocolate roses from a vase, one for him and herself, and fills her pockets to bursting with miniature candy canes and kisses that were littered all over the house, probably just for last minute details.

When she exits the house, she hands him a chocolate rose, smiling, and takes his hand to lead him away while her other is holding her candied apple - which she's nibbling on. She'd never imagined something like this to ever occur in her life. She'd just invited Dist the Reaper to room at the inn she was staying at, and he was being nice to her. To top things off on the unbelievable cake, she was holding his hand and DIDN'T CARE.]

It shouldn't be far!

[Said with a mouthful of caramel. God, Anise, where are your manners, you little rappiglet.]

[He takes the chocolate rose warily and sniffed it. Well, he guess it wouldn't hurt to eat it, so he nibbles at the top. Oooh, it's really good. So smooth and milky as the confection melts in his mouth and lingers long afterward.

He squeezed her hand gently in return. His memories tried to recall who she is...the memories are faint and difficult to recall.]

...you're Anise, right? [He inquired, uncertain.]

[The squeeze to her hand actually makes her smile. Anise blinks, however, biting off another piece of her apple. She chews and swallows, then stares at the God-General in confusion.]

Of course I'm Anise...Boo, Dist, did did you forget about me?! Meanie! You were the one who made Tokunaga for me after I sat with you at the mess hall two years ago!

[She pouts at him, puffing up her cheeks cutely, in true Anise fashion. Sorry, Dist, but this Anise doesn't know you lost your memories. She just thinks you're an oddly nice version of the other Dists. She's not complaining about the niceness, though. It's seiously weird, but not too bad~ ♥]

I did. Anise, I got hit by a fonic blast a year ago and I don't remember who I am and anyone else. I'm just starting to remember...

[She blinks, eyes wide and staring at him. It didn't look like he was joking...The young girl gives him an apologetic look and tilts her head to one side a little, shuffling uneasily. What should she do? What should she say? He was being nice and really sweet. Almost like they were genuinely friends and not that...awkward relationship.]

You don't remember me at all? Boo, Dist...

[And she really bites her lip. She doesn't want him to go back with his old, mean, creepy, smelly, jerky, narcissistic, friendless self. Maybe she could at least tell her about how they met? She doesn't have to say much about how he was a bad person through out. Anise just wants him to remember her. Maybe if he just remembered that she sat with him that one time, then he wouldn't be so mean? It was a naive and tiny hope.]

[He noticed how uneasy she looks. He offered her his smile. A geninue one and not his creepy, maniac smiles, but it's the type that he doesn't want her to be down due to his memory loss.

He swings their hands affectionately.]

Anise, when we get to that inn, we can talk all about our past together.

[Oh, that smile breaks her heart a little. But she returns the smile and leans closer to him, swinging her hand with a bit of a giggle. Why couldn't you have been like this from the beginning, Dist? You really could be a nice person...and she doesn't want that to change. Anise doesn't want to be your enemy. She saw how lonely you looked those years ago, and understood it. And when she was being picked on, you were the one who chased those idiots away, when Tokunaga was stepped on and ripped up, you fixed and remodeled him, Dist.

Anise finally realizes now that, before anyone else...Before the Colonel, before Luke, Tear, Guy, Natalia, before even Ion, you were her first friend. So, she's going to hug that arm of yours fondly and lay her cheek against it.]

Okay~ It's not really that far away. Maybe fifteen minutes walk.

[And she finally begins to lead him again, walking in the direction of her inn. In about fifteen minutes, give or take, they're outside a quaint, but rather small inn. Anise leads him inside so he could get a room, hoping they had one larger than her for him. They'd never fit up there together.]

[Asdfghjk, do you a crush on me, Anise? 8| ~~Even though mun knows you ship them like BURNING.~~

Such a shame Dist doesn't remember the full extent of those memories.

Dist doesn't mind her leaning on him. In fact, it felt nice and comforting and with them being this close, it keeps them warm through the short walk through the cold winter. He entered the inn and looked around. So far, not shabby and fortunately, since his previous personality is gone, he's not critical of the inn interior designs.]

Ah, this inn is nice and cozy.

[He goes to the counter and tries to get a room. Alas, the innkeeper said the inn is full and there's no vacancy. ~~But in truth, mun is enabler and want these two share a room. Hee.~~]

Well, now what?

[Nah, this Anise just doesn't want you being a creeper anymore, Dist. You're being terribly nice right now, and Anise really would like to be your friend. You're not really bad deep down, are you? *Cough* Mun doesn't know what you're talking about...

Which is another reason Anise is leaning so close to him. The wind is really biting at her arms and face and that luxurious coat of his is soft and and really warm. When they arrive, Anise's face falls when the teller states there's no vacancy.]

Booo... [The girl bites her lip, then glances back at the man. Oh, god, Dist, why did you have to be so tall. Still, there really much else she could do. Ugh, Anise hoped she wasn't going to regret this. So help you if this was some kind of trick...She's toss you out the window. She also could not believe the next words that came out of her mouth.]

Uh...Y-You can room with me until your house goes back to normal. Or at least until we find you somewhere else to stay...It's kind of small.

[Anise leads him to a small door, unlocking it and climbing up a staircase that lead to the room she occupied in the attic. It...really was small. A bed lay in one corner of the room, with a mess of plush dolls littering it. Luke, Jade, Ion, and even Asch and Mieu were lined up nicely near the pillow. There was an old and slightly dirty stove on the opposite side of the tiny room, near to a window - the only real source of light. Right by said window was a table large enough for probably one or two people only, but only one chair. A dusty vase with a bright blue carnation was in it, soaking up the sun.]

It's not much, but there's not much else...Sorry.

[He followed her to her room and gazed the chamber inside. He was quiet for a while as he observed her room. After moments of reflective silence, he turned to her and he smiled gently. In polite voice full of gratitude.]

It looks wonderful, Anise. Thank you for your hospitality.

[She looks a little flustered, and totally embarrassed, but his smile and gentle tone does make a tiny smile appear on her face. She moves her dolls off her bed and smooths the sheets and comforter.]

You can have the bed, I'll sleep on the floor. Uh...i-if you're hungry, I can make you something! [She instantly brightens, and poses in the best way, arm raised high above her head while the other stays on her hip.] Little Big Chef - Anise Tatlin - can make any dish! And please any palate! ♥

[Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. She hoped, at least. I mean...it was still Dist. She wasn't going to just forgive him for the things he's done that easily...even with amnesia. Still, she did owe him this much. Anise knew what it was like to sleep on the streets. It wasn't fun, especially in the cold.]

[Dist removed his shoes, then observed her is quite taken by her hospitality. He goes to sat on the bed and lies down to rest. It's a really nice comfy bed, he admits.]

No, I'll sleep on the floor tonight-! Ah, you cook? Well, I would like to try whatever you make!

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