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It had been only a few hours since the letter arrived that Ty got it. Since he'd gotten Noel's package that one time, he'd made it a point to regularly check for mail, even though he rarely got anything. Today, a very curious--yet crudely wrapped--package and letter had his name on it. The letter was...well, visually it looked like a kindergartener had written it, but each word was so well chosen and almost poetic, even though he didn't have a clue what the writer was talking about. Tses...that had to be the girl from the park.

Ty sat on his bed, looking it over, and was joined by a little black fluffball, who rubbed her head against his hand. Setting the letter aside, he opened the package, petting the kitten as both pairs of eyes peered into the box. It looked like an oddly put together package of random assorted items. Earrings, a necklace, a tiger that looked much like his own, and a jacket.

Ty knew what he had to do, even if he was scared of what it might lead to. Pulling his glove off, he calmed his mind and grabbed the tiger. Nothing. For whatever reason, his power wouldn't work on it...So, he grabbed the jacket, and the result made him flinch, Mischief's claws digging into his leg as the headache came on.

He remembered everything now...well, more as a spectator, but he knew what he'd forgotten, and why he'd forgotten. Now, he saw both sides of the story, but mostly hers. He was such a jerk to her at times. He could never understand what she'd been through, because he'd never been there. But now he had somewhat of an idea. Quickly, the redhead pulled out his phone, scrolling through the contacts. Past Chloe, and Jacob, Kenzi, Noel, and Regan. Tses...

He hit Send, and the phone rang. "Tses? It's Ty...I...I remember now, and...I was stupid..."

Ty felt the very chill of her words, but as she left he didn't try to stop her. It would probably do as much good as it had the first time. His mouth felt dry and his heart was a lump in his throat. And the worst part of it was he really didn't know the half of it.

But what he did know was that he'd dug himself into a hole it would be nearly impossible to dig himself out of again.

Ty jerked back when she suddenly lashed out. Every word cut deep, every bit of hostility, even though he still didn't have the first clue who she was. He felt himself grow nauseous, taking a few steps back. "I don't know why I can't remember," he replied weakly. "I can't remember..."

The redhead bit his lip. "But...if I'm as bad as you say I was...then this is my second chance. Or maybe on the other hand...you just gave me a good reason to not remember..." Tears welled up in his eyes. "I tried to help you just now, even though I have no clue who you are. And all you did was verbally destroy me. Think about that next time you're alone...maybe then you'll figure out why..."

"I did promise to return them," Ty said with a sheepish, not quite innocent smile on his face. The kid had to admit it was clever of Noel to take the opportunity to sell these two something. Oh yeah, it was a definite as to who was in charge here.

Mario...Luigi? Ty snorted, trying his best not to laugh his head off, but it came out as little squeaks. Biting his lip, he managed to choke down the laugh, letting his partner in crime handle the Mario brothers over there. Heh...

Handing the binoculars back, he stuffed his hands in his pockets, whistling a familiar tune. Well, familiar to those who played Nintendo back in the day.

Ty did feel pain as he looked at her face. How could he not? Something had hurt her, and something told him that he was the cause. The reason he forgot, even if he couldn't remember. But he had this sinking feeling that he screwed up. Badly.

"Wait," he pleaded as he walked after her, putting his hand on her shoulder. "I have this feeling...the look on your face says you were very much somebody...someone important. Somehow I feel like this is all my fault...I...please don't cry. That's just not fair." There was a flicker of something familiar in his face now. Concern. And the fact that he didn't want her to leave.

He never did want her to leave. Even now that he didn't have a clue who she was.

It wasn't an accident. If Ty had any shred of memory from this left, he'd have thought it was the dumbest idea he'd ever made. But as it stood, he didn't even know. It was all just a blank.

"I'm sorry...I just....I can't place you." The awkward silence that followed this statement was so thick it could have been cut by a knife as it settled in like a fog.

"I wish there were something I could do..." he murmured softly.

Ty chuckled, sticking his tongue out at Noel. "Thanks. But how do you know I wouldn't take it as an excuse just to hold your hand?" Because the twenty-one year old troublemaker more than likely would try just that.

As Drake worked, Ty just waited, finally smiling when she showed him the finished drawing. "Heh...that is perfect. Just about exactly as I pictured it." He gave a nod, then took a breath. Now it was time for the fun part.