The Submerged Factory

Problems

"Let's settle down and see, what's on your minds. Remember, no fighting, no blaming." Bartender pointed at Mr. Dance, since most of the fight started because of him. "How about you start first, dearest Mr. Dance?"

Mr. Dance crossed his legs. He held his chest. "Me? Seriously?" He sighed before looking at  Bartender's face. "Honestly, everything that happens between the two of us is very personal. I don't even know where to begin."

"Before I lost my memories, the reason you hate me so much?" Blocky gave Mr. Dance a recommendation. Even he wanted to know who he used to be.

Mr. Dance just hugged his legs uncomfortably. "Oof, Squid will arrive here before I finish!"

Bartender said it again. "Like I said, nothing in this circle will be revealed to anyone. You are free to talk."

Mr. Dance closed his eyes and opened them back. "My hatred of Blocky because of he..." He stopped and looked at Blocky in the eyes.

Blocky gazed at Mr. Dance's green eyes. He knew. He understood he wouldn't tell the real situation.

Mr. Dance had a lot of secrets behind his masks of smiles. He could keep up the act all day like it was nothing. Like he really used to it.

Suddenly, Mr. Dance got cuddled by tentacles. He touched the tentacles as he gazed at their owner. He heard her mumbling.

'I know you're afraid of people judging you, so am I. It's completely fine.' Mama Squid held Mr. Dance tighter. 'You don't need to be scared of Blocky attacking you, I'm here.'

Mr. Dance nodded. Now he felt a lot more confident to speak. "Remember the culprit behind the ruined decoration? It was him. Yup. Blocky did ruin it." He squinted at Blocky. "And in the whole Helpy's case, you get the point."

"What? There is so much more into that! The 'You Know What You Did ', you never actually explain to me why you even do it!" Blocky was losing his temper. He was holding back from telling everyone what Mr. Dance had done to him.

Mr. Dance gave a death stare at Blocky. " There are many, many, many perhaps thousands of reasons why I did 'I Know What I Did' towards you. A revenge, other things you might forget, for Squid. It's up to you to decide."

"That's enough revelation from you, Mr. Dance. Blocky, how about you speak?" Bartender stopped Mr. Dance before another fight broke. He could see Blocky's face was steaming hot in anger. His goal was to make things better, not cause another quarrel.

"Right." Blocky chuckled. He was annoyed by Mr. Dance, pretending to be in the right for his actions. "I hate Mr. Dance since... Well, he knew when. Still am. However, I do appreciate you for caring for Mama Squid."

"Aww, thanks Blocky. That's probably the nicest thing you ever said to me." Mr. Dance held Mama Squid's tentacle. It was comfy as a pillow.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. 'You Know  You Did' is still a horrible time for me. I hope after the whole circle, that it doesn't even look like a circle anymore, you can change." Blocky casually roasted Mr. Dance at the end.

Mr. Dance tounged out, he didn't promise Blocky anything. He never thought of changing at all.

" Mind if you tell us 'You Know What You Did' really means? I'm curious." Bartender smiled at Blocky. Even he wanted to find out about it.