It wasn't supposed to be this way.
Antimony Blue sat on the edge of the well, looking down into darkness. The boy wondered: Why was Neon acting like this all of a sudden? Yesterday he'd been as friendly as he'd ever been, but this morning he'd practically ignored Antimony. No, more than ignored; Neon had practically told him to get lost. Antimony grunted to himself. He had half a mind to do just that, up and leave. He would, too, if it wasn't for ...
No, Antimony chided himself. He knew perfectly well that he wouldn't let a little mood swing end their friendship, even if Ruby hadn't been involved. They'd known each other too long, and been through too much together, for that to happen. Besides, Neon Green often acted differently after they passed through the Mists.
Antimony sighed. Sooner or later they'd have to have a long talk about the obvious feelings each of them was developing for Ruby Red, but it would just have to wait. Today they would climb the mountain, confront Copperplate