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It was certainly a shame that Milo had to leave so early... They had just received their foods and were about to sit down for what was guaranteed to be a great conversation when Fettelite's new friend got a phone call, rushing him to go. Maybe it was his parents or something, Fettel couldn't quiet remember, but either way, he was gone now, and Fettel followed after him for a bit, before waiving goodbyes and heading back on his mission. The mission of consuming a greasy but tasty burger.

It seemed quiet enough at the park he returned to. A little chilly, but not bad, and the warmth from his little bag of food still seemed plenty enough to warm his hands. While he wanted to maybe drain another person before he dug in, to make the food last, an angry growl erupted from his gut. It was more than enough to stop him in his tracks!

"Fine, okay!" Fettel muttered to himself, plopping down onto a bench nearby with the bag in his lap. He hadn't wanted to stop but his gut was giving him no choice, and who was he to deny the call of something so warm and wonderful?

Now unwrapped, and held in one hand, the burger was ready to meet it's doom!

Nix had an early training session with another senshi this evening, and was rooftop bouncing his way home when he noticed a chaos signature in a park. That was always suspicious...

...So, naturally, he diverted his path there, only to find a negaverser eyeing something in his hands most covetously. That couldn't be good, so Nix didn't wait to figure out what he was seeing. He stuck out his tongue, causing his bigger, ethereal tongue to shoot out like a long, tonguey missile...right to the negaverser's hands!

That first, tasty bite was nearly his, when out of nowhere something shot it right out of his hands! It felt like it was slow motion, the burger tumbled over and over again, and he fumbled after it, trying so very hard to dive for it, but it was no use. Everything splattered on the ground, pickles were tossed, buns flopped over and a big red blotch was left behind from where the ketchup met it's demise.

Fettel was in shock for a long moment, a few tears beginning to well up in his eyes as his stomach made an angry, anguished cry.

"Nooooo!! Nooo I... NOOOOooo!!" It was dramatic, yes, he knew, but he had promised Milo he wouldn't eat garbage again, and this... He knew there was no way to recover from this... Frantically, he looked around, trying to find the person who knocked the burger from his fingers, only to spot a senshi, one he must have not noticed before because of how hungry he was. "Why would you do that...?"

Nix landed, all ready for a fight, when a piece of burger that had stuck to his tongue came back and whapped him in the face. That, combined with the reaction of the negaverser got him to completely stop in his tracks, dumbfounded. “Uh,” he sputtered, and picked half a patty off his face (who knew where the rest was). He looked at it, then the distraught previous owner of the food, and back. “Uh, I didn’t think...you, uh,” he blinked a few times.

Normally, Nix was very good about always having something to say, but he was just so completely blindsided by this that he was at a total loss. “..S...sorry?”

It was silly, crying over spilled burger, and he knew this, so he really tried hard to clean up his act, rubbing at his eyes and straightening up his uniform. But he wasn't feeling exactly intimidating. Nor did he feel like he needed a fight. No, he was just Hungry..

"I.. It's okay, I still have some fries left, and-" No... Oh no, there they were too, the bag of fries thrown all over the ground, and the slice of cheesecake had a footprint in it, from where he near stumbled trying to catch his food from flying. It had all been in that shallow bag on his lap, tossed to the ground when he got startled. Even the drink was tipped over, slowly seeping out from its otherwise secure lid.

"... It's all gone.. Milo was so nice and bought it for me and I wasted it.." His voice was soft, completely defeated by the terrible loss he just faced. "Why...? Why did you do that? I wasn't botherin' no one..."

Negaversers are bad people, Nix reminded himself, thinking of the death and destruction he’d witnessed. They deserve whatever happens to them. Even in his head, he didn’t find it very convincing as he looked at this distraught guy. “Because, uh,” he waffled a bit, “the Negaverse is always up to no good, and I thought you must have...” he trailed off, face red.

"No we're not! Some of us just do our job and get hungry and get burgers and want a break!" Fettelite thought it was pretty obvious he was't doing anything particularly bad at the moment, except maybe accidentally clogging his arteries. But he was young, and he had more arteries to clog, but nothing to clog them with now.

"That nice kid Milo bought this for me and now look at it, all over the ground... I promised him I wasn't going to eat garbage anymore but... Maybe those hotdogs are still around here somewhere..." The dejectedness was clear in his voice, and he moved over to the grass to wipe the sadly squished cake off his foot. "It's only me around here too... why would you think I'm doing anything bad? What could I have been doing that was bad when I was sitting on a bench...?"

Nix blinked a couple times, clearly still very confused and embarrassed by this situation. “Uh, well, you know, I thought...maybe you were one of...THOSE people who eat starseeds.” He made a face as he said that last word. “But...but, I guess I was wrong...” He frowned at the ‘garbage’ mention. “I...don’t think the hotdog stand is still open.” He reached out toward the Negaverser and said, “Here, look, I’ll buy you a new one!”

"Wha...? N-No, never!! I wouldn't eat that! That's someone's 'soul'!" The thought of eating a starseed was enough to kill his appetite. He wasn't that much of a monster, he thought anyway! Draining people and leaving them in the snow was pretty darned awful, but it's not like he really wanted to.

It was a job, and he was being threatened. It was as simple as that.

Luckily, Fettelite wasn't a mean-hearted Nega in the least, and just shrugged it off, still upset but that didn't mean he should litter. Piece by piece he mourned the tragic end to the food, then tossed it all in a nearby trashcan. Milo was going to get an interesting story the next time they met, at least.

"No... it's okay, you don't gotta buy me nothin'. I don't think you can walk into a Burger King looking like that so.... Don't worry, it's fine..."

Nix blinked a couple times and looked down. “Oh. Yeah...probably shouldn’t go into a restaurant like this...uh...” He waffled a bit, feeling pretty awful about being the bad guy in this situation.

He wondered briefly, in the middle of considering food options, exactly how Negaverse recruitment worked, since it seemed not all of them were bloodthirsty monsters. He didn’t think it worked like senshis and knights did, but was rather hesitant to ask this guy about it. Why would he tell Nix that, anyway?

“Um, look, here, I’ve got a five...” he paused and reached to the side to pull out a small money clip from nowhere. “That should get you a new one...”

"No, I can't take your money like that!" Now that everything was cleaned up, Fettelite flopped back down on the bench, careful not to sit on any stick spots he might have made from spilling the drink.

"It's probably too late to properly eat anything anyway. You know what they say, if you eat before you go to bed, you're just gonna be unable to sleep and have a stomach ache..." Not that he was going to go to bed any time soon. It would likely be dawn by the time the General dragged him back to the barracks. Maybe his next target could be someone with a bag of groceries and he could maybe 'borrow' a couple of snacks or something.

"And it's gonna get dangerous soon, so maybe you shouldn't be out here. You're just a kid, right? Kids should be at home, safe with their parents and not out here in this mess."

"Well, whatever," Nix said, pulling the mention fiver off the clip before shoving it back into nowhere. He held the bill out. "Take it anyway. I'm, uh...I'm sorry about your food."

At the mention of 'kid' though, he laughed. "I can't be much younger than you," he replied. "I mean...I'm out way later than this...sometimes." Granted, it wasn't usually talking with "the enemy", and was safely on rooftops with other senshis. But still. It was true. Never mind the fact that he had been heading home...And in spite of playing it off, he was still feeling very chagrined about essentially being a bully here.

"I can't just take your money without giving you something for it... Besides, I'm not the one who paid for the food, so it would be Milo you'd want to give the money to, not me..." The bill was politely rejected, Fettelite, reaching out to gently push Nix's hand down back to his side.

"Um... But if you really wanted to, I'd have to give you something back for it. I know you startled me and made me drop my food, but it still feels weird just taking someone's money... I'll be okay. Just don't be mean to people anymore and stop attacking people on sight! Some of us just want a meal and then do our job and go home. And our job isn't always just... 'soul stealing'. I'm not bad, and you're not bad either, I think."

"Give me something?" Nix replied. "Uh...How about you...tell me who you are. That's giving me something." His hand with the $5 lifted back up. "I'll, uh, think about it...most Negaverse people I've met haven't exactly been... nice people, you know..."

Hard to not think of bad memories in saying that. He wiggled the bill to distract himself from the thoughts, which were now drifting in the direction of, 'I just want to stop looking at this guy, but I need to make up for ruining his dinner'.

"Who I am... I'm Fettelite. And these are my weapons." Pompoms suddenly appeared in December's hands and he gave them a little shake before they vanished again. "You know, it's weird to hear you say that... Cuz like, the Negaverse is like that, full of mean people, but it's not everyone. Then you think about the White Moon and it's not full of mean people. Makes you think if your choices were good or bad... Then again, not everyone has choices."

He knew for a fact he didn't... Between Death or the Negaverse... the Negaverse seemed like the better option.

Rather than refusing the money again that the Senshi was holding out, Fettelite took it and looked down at it. "I'll take that then, if you really want me to. Thank you."

Nix grinned at the pom poms...he couldn't help it. He nodded in understanding, though. "Maybe...it wouldn't be such a bad idea to figure out how to leave the Negaverse," he suggested quietly, but left it at that. He had enough awareness of these things that leaving would be...rough.

"Good. Please don't go hungry because of me," Nix said. "I'm...I'm gonna leave you alone now, Fettelite. Do try to stay good." He took a step back, and gave a small wave. As an afterthought, he added, "I'm Nix, by the way."

Fettelite managed a smile as well, but said nothing about the idea of leaving. It was an option, yes, but for now, he'd have to keep quiet about it. There was still too much he owed to the Negaverse to just leave.

"Hehe, I promise I won't. I'll go get something to eat in a bit... And you stay safe too, okay Nix? Get home safe."

"I always try to be safe," Nix said with a confident grin. "It...usually works. Anyway, goodbye!" At that, he took off with a rather literal hop skip and a jump into the night.