The two were so caught up in their own little world that they forgot about their little audience. The children watched on in flabbergast as the grown man suddenly burst into tears. The voice coming out from the speaker was also crying, it was so emotional the children thought they were filming a movie.
The children watched awkwardly and sensibly waited for them to finish their little drama.
"I thought I'd never see you again." Dylan confessed. The year he spent without her was like hell. The days were dull and he lived for the sole purpose of avenging her. In that one year, he had even loss his smile and the colours in his world.
"Me too. When I...died, I suddenly woke up in Earth. Not only that, time hadn't passed at all from the two years I've been gone." Sherry was calmer now and now longer as emotional as she had been before.
"...This is Earth?" Dylan was shocked. How did he end up travelling to another world?
"Ah! I was so excited to hear your voice again that I didn't realise. How come you're in Earth?!" Sherry shouted in surprise.
Dylan was so surprised that he almost dropped the phone. Fortunately he didn't but he did catch Yasmin glaring at him with hate filled eyes. "*cough* I don't know what happened either, but woke up here after I had died as well."
Sherry yelled out in surprise again. "You died?!" Hearing her voice so spirited and full of life, Dylan chuckled. Back in Diva, she almost never lost her composure. Due to the constant danger in the unfamiliar world, she was forced to mature and stay calm at all times. But now that Sherry was transported back in Earth, her own world, she was able to relax now it seemed.
"Laugh? Why would you laugh?" Sherry felt like crying again. "This won't do, I'm going to come get you so stay where you are." She then spoke to the the children in English. "Take care of this man while I come to pick him up. I'll bring some snacks as well. Any requests?"
"Yes! Ice cream! Not zooper-doopers but drumsticks okay?" Diana requested without any hesitation.
"Okay, see in you five minutes." Sherry laughed and hung up on the phone.
Then there was silence. With a language barrier in the way, the children was unsure as to how to approach the man and the silly knight was still absorbed in his own little world. He was frozen still in place as if in deep thought with his elbow resting against the hilt of his rapier.
Sword? Frank tilted his head. Somehow, he had never noticed it before despite its length and beauty. "Wow, so cool."
Hearing this remark, Dylan turned to look at the boy. His eyes were sparkling and twinkling like the stars as he gazed longingly at the sword by Dylan's waist. It wasn't hard to deduce his admiration for the rapier. Dylan grinned. He had always been fascinated by blades and when he first received his own, his ecstasy was beyond what words can describe.
"Here, you can hold it." Dylan removed the rapier from his waist and gave it to the boy. The rapier was still in its sheath for safety reasons.
Frank was hesitant but his curiosity was too much to handle. He eventually succumbed to his desires and took the sword. "It's so heavy." Frank felt his arms drop and the swords almost fell from his grip. He held it firmly so it wouldn't drop and drew it open by a bit. The blade gleamed in the morning sun and reflect the light back at him. It was thin and sharp but cool and awesome.
"It's not safe." Dylan cautioned, taking back the sword before Frank could open it all the way.
"Aww." Frank whined but did not complain.
"Is that a real sword?" George nervously asked.
"I think so." Diana whisper shouted to him.
Seeing that the children were still focused on his sword, Dylan smiled and decided to put on a little show for them. He walked back ten steps and removed the sword from the scabbard. He then swung the sword, turning round and using fancy footwork to move. His movements were smooth like a river and without any wasted movement. Needless to say, it was a spectacle like an action movie.
By chance, Sherry had just arrived at the park in time to see Dylan's little show. He was different from usual when he held a blade. His gentle eyes and smile was replaced by calm and concentration. His hair fluttered as he moved around, stabbing at the leaves that fell from the trees above. Sherry felt her cheeks heat up, Dylan was more mature and handsome looking than when she had last seen him. His puppy eyes were now sharp and full of manly charm, his face lost its baby fat, becoming more endearing. Sherry secretly mumbled, "how can such a handsome man become even more handsome?"
Clap, clap, clap. The children gave a standing ovation to Dylan's performance, it was really really too cool. Dylan flashed a sheepish smile and put the sword back in place, hanging by his waist. "Sherry." He called out and waved when he saw her standing absentmindedly in the distance. It seems she really did travel back to two years ago, she looked just like she did when she had first landed in Diva. Back then she was so clumsy and delicate but before he had known it, she had already grown to become someone who didn't need his protection.
The two gazed at each other in the eye, lost in their thoughts and memories. Dylan reminisced Sherry from the past, while Sherry compared the Dylan now to the one she knew. They had both changed to some degree, but it was them. She was Sherry and he was Dylan. Finally, they had reunited.