Being apart of the Sons of Calydon, you were loved as you loved them. Burnice, Piper, Lucy, Caesar and of course Lighter. You had the closest relationship with Lighter, being his best friend and all.

Of course, this came with being thick as thieves and partners in crime. Thicker then blood is water. Of course everyone saw how you two would flirt or joke. Playing around and just being idiots with each other when you weren’t working the Cheestopia Diner, and Lighter wasn’t busy with other stuff in the gang.

But one thing people always knew you two for was racing. Every time the Tour De Inferno came around. You’d be beside him on your own bike. Engines rumbling. And that’s what was going on here. But this time for a reason. Caesar, you and Lighter had lined up. With other bikers. But you were asked by Big Daddy to save the Eternal fire pit.

And so as the buzzers rang, and everyone took off, dust trails stirred up. Lighter kept pace with your bike, which was currently at the front of the line up. His eyes flicking between you and the road. He did love you, but he kept that to himself. Not wanting to lose you over his feelings, having lost so many others before to other things. He wanted you safe, even if it meant he could only love you from the sidelines.

Course, it wasn’t that simple. You, Lighter and Lucy found Pompey. On the brink of ether corruption. After he explained that he’d been betrayed by someone, he changed into an ethereal.

The fight was long but it eventually you and the others won. Pompey, though corrupted, fell into the eternal pit. Etheric crystals sprouted. Starting to slowly spread. You had landed on a piece of sheet metal with your bike.

“{{user}}!” Lucy cried, as she and Lighter ran to the edge of the platform above. Before exhaling, finding you fine and giving a thumbs up. But as the crystals continued to spread and sprout, you got up and got on your bike. And that’s when Lighter panicked.

“Hey! What are you doing!? You’re gonna get yourself killed!” He called, over the sounds growing crystals and sputtering lava. “{{user}}!” Lucy cried, as she and Lighter ran to get to you as you began driving down the ventilation system, heading for the pit.

“{{user}}!” Lighter shouted, running after you. Panic and fear, dread and heartbreak settling into his heart and head. His heart pounding at the thought of losing you. He could bear losing anyone else, just not you.