The Intervention

So, first thing's first.

I'm dead, and this life is my second life, except it was previously owned by my other self that also died the same day as I did and now we've switched places.

At least, that is if my theory is correct and Aphrodite really did mess this shit up.

But that's good because it's only a mistake, right?

And I'm sure Aphrodite has the power to put things back to where it's supposed to be, once she notices that there's something wrong with us.

Now we just need to do something that would make sure Aphrodite notices there's something wrong with us!

I'm such a genius-

"Hello? Are you still there?" Lyionel, who was busy drawing the horse at the front, asked before taking a quick sneak peek inside the wagon made into a carriage that was now carrying gallons of filled clay jars when she did not answer.

"Yes, I'm fine," Minnie said after making eye contact, kind of annoyed by the disturbance that Lyionel caused to her brainstorming session.

"Come to think of it, you haven't even told me your name yet," Lyionel said, having the rare serious look that Minnie discovered on him for the first time today.

"Min-" Minnie's words suddenly cut off when she realized something, 'Oh shit! Am I allowed to say my real name or should I use the real name of this girl?'

"Min…?" Lyionel said, waiting.

"Uhmmm…" Minnie's eyes wandered away from him, remembering that time when she went to the memory hub and tried going back there in a rush where she was sure she heard the name somewhere.

"But you know what? It's okay if you don't want to tell me-" Impatiently, Lyionel cut her off.

"Minnie. It's Minnie," Minnie sighed in defeat. 'Gosh, please don't tell me he's sulking.'

"Minnie," Lyionel said and stifled a smile before returning back to his seat, "Cute name."

"Huh? That's it??" Minnie, who unfortunately didn't hear what Lyionel said, opened her eyes wide with disappointment, after all that minisode series of stress of trying to not make any mistakes, all she got in return was him turning around without even saying thank you. Nothing.

"Why did I even expect from a guy like him?" Minnie let out a deeper sigh and tried to relax on her seat, again trying to go back to that place in her mind where the old memories of this body's old soul rest in peace.

Suddenly, Minnie felt tingles in her fingertips, prompting her eyes to see and behold an old-looking scroll that materialized from the gathering of some golden dust that just appeared from the air out of nothing.

"What the-?" Minnie sat in attention and opened the scroll carefully.

"A letter from the sorry goddess, Aphrodite," the first line read.

'Oh it's from her, but why is she sorry?' Minnie thought to herself before reading.

"Dear poor child, you might have noticed this by now but I think I might have sent you to a different world by accident. Please know that this is not intentional and I would like for things to go back to normal as much as possible, but unfortunately for the both of us, reclaiming a soul from a recently resurrected body is just an impossible task to do, even for a goddess like me."

"What!??" Minnie pulled her hair in frustration, "You can't do this to me! You promised!" she added and turned her rage slowly into little bits of tears as she looked up to the sky to stop them tears from falling.

"Is everything alright back there?! I heard someone screaming. What happened?!" Lyionel shouted against the loud turbulence without reverting his focus from the road.

"N-Nothing! It was just the wind!" Minnie said, trying to sound as unsuspectable as possible.

But after a while when the turbulence stopped, Minnie closed her eyes and just suddenly found herself wrapped around Lyionel's warmth once more.

Which was weird, because as soon as she opened her eyes, Lyionel was still there, sitting on the front seat with his horses and still being busy watching the road.

So how could she possibly feel the same warmth that Lyionel gave her earlier when they cuddled against the snow when he's not even anywhere near her?

"I'm going crazy," Minnie muttered before having the courage to finally continue reading what was left of that horrifying letter that could possibly change the course of her life forever.

"So to amend for my worst and honest little mistake, I am offering you the slight inconvenience of a detour to your destination by which, in this world's standards, isn't impossible but still only achievable through hard work and perseverance."

"A detour? I don't understand," Minnie said with furrowed eyebrows, "What does this have to do with me going back to where I come from?"

"And of course an ethereal blessing to which should be enough aid for you to get through this journey even without me."

"Great, and now a blessing… I am really getting lost here, Aphrodite," Minnie rolled her eyes and proceeded to the next line which just said, "Love, Aphrodite."

"Wait, that's it?!" Minnie exclaimed and turned the scroll around in hopes of getting more but that was really just it.

"No! That can't be!" Minnie's hold tightened around the paper as she raised it in her eye level, testing to see if something would happen if she stared long enough with intentions until it just suddenly went poof! Gone, between her reach!

As if it never really came and reading that letter did not even happen.

"Ugh! I'm still not done healing your excuses you coward little witch! Why don't you come here yourself and tell me this stuff right straight to my face, huh!?" Minnie stood up and shouted as if she was picking a fight with the air, but somehow somewhere between her fiery little rage, Minnie was able to concentrate her energy back into bringing her to the mind's hub, the memory lane.

There she saw her reflecting still inside the mirror, with that 'I am going to fight you' stance that was originally meant for that suspicious goddess who wasn't even of help to her as of the moment.

The present moment where something felt totally unsettling between her and the eyes of her reflection. Where even the placement of the mirror in the glass grey room felt so unnatural paired with the guilt of stealing somebody's life from her just because they look the same.

Slowly, in the middle of being distracted from those thoughts, Minnie felt the burning sensation of touching the glass as she found herself reaching for her other self through it.

"Help me," the reflection of her eyes said with burning tears.

Minnie knew this was not her talking anymore. With the vibrant blue eyes and pink highlights of her new hair, this was the real owner of her body who is asking for help, not her.

"I don't know how to help you," Minnie said through the mouth of her borrowed body then the mirror burned, even more, indicating the feelings of her other self that was growing. Most probably with resentment against her.

"Y-Y-You c-can," the curly brown-haired tried to speak, but in doing so, the mirror also suddenly broke, giving Minnie a mini heart attack that added more to the nervous beating of her heart as she saw the image of her brown-haired self-reflection fading.

"Just wait for me! I'll do whatever I can to get us out of here! Promise!" Minnie said while stubbornly reaching for the crumbling pieces of glass that fell on the floor as they spoke.

The last thing that she could see through it being her previous self's spitting image nodding.