Falx_of_Lume’s Comment
The red-haired woman blinks in surprise before her expression morphs into understanding.
"You wandered into the reserve, didn't you?" She states knowingly which surprises you. "You're not the first person to do that, and I doubt you'll be the last. They really need to put a fence or something around it's border so people stop walking into those animals' territories." She says with a frown directed at the forest behind you.
“Or a sign that shows rabid flesh eating monkeys,” you groan into the dirt in response.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Let's get you up and over to the lodge. We've got a first aid kit and we can lend you some of Timber's clothes when we get there." She offers.
“Are there monkeys there?” you grunt.
“No,” she says a bit confused.
“Then sure, why the buck not,” you agree as you attempt to get to your feet.
“Here, let me,” she says kneeling down beside you to put one of your arms over her shoulder.
Oh Luna, it’s touching me, you mentally panic before you slump your shoulders in resignation. Meh, I’ll bathe later, right now I’m too tired to care.
So offering no resistance, she helps you to stand up and helps you walk in the direction she came from.
“By the way, I’m Gloriosa Daisy,” she says as she hauls you onto a trail.
“Bugze,” you answer in kind.
“Nice to meet you sir,” she says with a smile. “By the way, is there anybody you want me to call for you?”
“Call? Oh right, magic phones,” you sputter as you remember the impossibly small piece of plastic that B2 gave you.
“Huh?”
“Nothing,” you hand wave. “And not really, the other m-MY BROTHER is probably already at work so best not worry him.”
“Oh…OK then,” she shrugs.
GreyRebl’s Comment
And so, the human woman gently leads you to a rather small, yet quaint lodge. The base is alive with moss, and the wooden seem chipped and old, but it’s a far better sight of a shelter than the cruddy tent that you “slept” in. Just by seeing it, you feel your situation instantly getting better as you entertain the idea of a proper roof over your head.
Hopefully.
“Ugh…” you groan deliriously as you stumble toward what looks like the entrance. “Better not be any crawlies in there. I think I already have a few in my mane…”
The woman blinks, a hand pausing on the door handle.
“Mane?” she ask as her eyes trails toward your hair. She then quickly glances away with a not-so-subtle grimace, the disgust bleeding through her voice. “I-I think we can get you bath, too...”
“...Please and thank you,” You gulp, and shudder. Whether real or not, you swear you feel something slithering along your scalp...and it may or may not have more than eight legs. It’s taking all your newly born common sense to NOT give into your burning desire to incinerate your own mane and Sombra’s obnoxious laughter in the back of your mind isn’t helping!
Ahhahahahahah! You’re a bug-pony! And you’re afraid of bugs in your mane? Ahahahah!
Ahahahahaha! You mentally laugh sarcastically. Literally NEVER have heard that one before,
Bugze, just ignore him. Selena sighs. Focus on cleaning up for now.
“Can do…” you mutter, and you follow the woman into the lodge.
You feel the air shift as you step inside. You can still smell the nature in the walls, but the punishing elements of the wild aren’t there anymore. The almighty blessing of the indoors soothes your aching skin, and you glance to the side and you see cots. And by cots, you mean proper beds. Beds so pristine and white and fluffy that you can just feel yourself sinking into it’s sweet, succulent softne—
An icky hand grabs your shoulder, shattering your illusion.
“H-huh, wuh?” you grunt and look back at the woman with flowers in her mane. She pulls you aside, guiding you to a chair.
“Sit over here.” Groaning at the denial of sleep, you do as you’re told. The moment you sit your exhausted flank on it, there is a creaking so high-pitched that you swear it’ll break, if not by your physical weight, then by your horrendous juju. Miraculously, it actually holds, but the stiff, hard wood rubbing against your lower back and, uh, lower human partsmakes you wince.
“Nnngh, Stupid monkey trying to chew my flank off,” you groan as you bare a stiff posture. “Okay, uh, now what?”
Gloriosa pulls out what you assume to be a medkit from her bag.
“I’m going to check you over, you look in rough shape,” she informs.
“Right, right…. Guess that’s fine as long as-” The words in your throat suddenly die. “Uuuh...” You look down on yourself, at your ravaged clothes, your reddening skin and your useless limbs.
I’m completely defenseless here, you shudder and look back at the human who opens up the medkit.
“Um...” you grunt nervously and shift away from her a little.
“...I-Is something wrong?” she asks, pursing her lip in concern.
In the seconds that follow her question, you come to a revelation as a recollection of ALL the times you’ve participated in medical services of some kind runs through your head. A ninja nurse appears in your mind, followed by the flash of a faulty doctorate of a certain quack, which then unravels into an inky black and bleachy white that barely resembles the horrifying faces of crazies from a certain asylum.
And with that flashing through your head, your brows go razor straight as you proceed to make the most logical response in the sanest manner possible.
“You’re not gonna do anything weird to me, are you?!” you shriek and curl your form a bit in defense.
“I...” The incredulity shoots up to her face as her arms flop to her sides. “I’m sorry—What?”
Falx_of_Lume’s Comment
You blink from her tone, and several warnings start blaring in your mind, which probably annoyed the heck out of the other two occupants within but-that's-beside-the-point. You forge on and repeat what you said despite the warnings.
"I said, you're not going to do anything weird to me, are you?" You answer. "Because I've had a lot of weird and unwanted things happen to me from people with medical knowledge in the past, particularly from people with the words "Doctor", and "Quack", and "Silver" in their names. Usually in that order." You're not sure why you thought of him just now, although it probably has something to do with him being present in at least seventy-five percent of those weird things.
Down With Chrysalis’s Comment
The women gives you a stare for a few moments before she facepalms and mutters,
"Oh not that loon again."
Your eyes widen in surprise at her comment, and you briefly snap out of your dazed state as you ask,
"Wait, you know Quack Silver!?"
"I wish I didn't,” she sighs. “That nut job comes by once every year to volunteer as the camp nurse, and every year we kick him out for trying to perform illegal kidney transplants."
"What! How has he not been arrested yet!? And why would you keep hiring that nutjob!"
She looks confused at your question for some reason before her eyes widen and she says,
"Oh no no no, not on the kids. The wildlife however...."
The growl she gives as she trails off reminds you of the Ursa Major's after you beat up her cub, and that makes you start to fear for your life before she sighs and slumps her shoulders.
"As for hiring him? We don’t. After the first time, he keeps just showing up when camping season starts.”
“Ever heard of a restraining order?” you ask incredulously.
“Yes actually, but that doesn’t stop him,” she shakes her head in annoyance. “But if you’ve run across him I can understand your fear of medicine.”
No Kidding. He’s nuts no matter what the world it seems.
EQUESTRIA
WARGAMES' Comment
Kichi’s Comment
Doctor Quacksalver is drunk and belligerent (as usual) in front of Twilight Sparkle’s Library at midnight.
“Sir, I’ve all but had enough of your ramblings, please leave before I get angry,” the Alicorned Twilight orders.
“But come on, you’re a flappy wappy Princess now, and I need approval for my medical pursuits!” he says swaying.
“I’m not going to allow you to do genetic experiments on poor helpless animals!” she shouts. “Not only is that immoral, but Fluttershy’s rage would break.”
“But Equestria is in need of a troop of two headed, four armed gorilla monsters, why can’t you all see that. Are you all suffering from Crazyitis?” he warbles with a hiccup.
“Why? Why would we possibly need that?” Twilight says, nearly popping a blood vessel.
“It’s the only way to stop the baboons with six limbs that like to suck souls,” he says matter of factly.
“What?!” Twilight says in confusion.
“They exist! One of them tried to eat my soul in a back alley in Fillydelphia, but I administered sedative and ran away,” he says holding up a mallet. “But we have to prepare! Only abomination primates can fight abomination primates.”
“…Get off my lawn!” Twilight growls and shuts her window.
“I see you’re suffering from unbelieveitis. How about instead you let me do experiments on the dragon weasel chaos guy now that he’s hooking up with the Butterfly pegasus? I could knock out that snaggle tooth and use it to make the spider gorillas much easier?”
“I’m Calling The Guards!” Twilight yells.
“Whelp, time to go!” he shouts and runs off. Inside, Twilight facehooves and groans, while a bleary eyed Spike looks at her.
“What was that about Twilight?”
“Some nutjob trying to ask favors now that I’m a princess,” she says with a groan. “This is going to become a thing now isn’t it?”
“Probably,” he nods relunctantly. “But hey, you want to hear some good news?”
“Sure,” she nods.
“I got a letter today from Nightshade,” he says holding up a piece of parchment.
“Oh that’s nice,” she says actually smiling. “How’s she and Tennant doing?”
“Not sure on BST, but she and her Grandpa are having fun on vacation.”
“Well that’s lovely,” Twilight says patting the dragon’s head. “I’m glad you two are keeping contact,” she says trollishly.
“I-Uh-Of course, why wouldn’t I stay in contact with a good friend?” Spike says with a blush while Twilight smirks.
“Uh-Huh, just hope that BST doesn’t have one of his usual fits,” she says as they both chuckle.
HUMAN LAND
Down With Chrysallis’s Comment
“ACHOO!” you suddenly sneeze.
“Bless you,” Gloriosa says.
“Thanks,” you say as you rub your nose.
I feel a large amount of misplaced anger right now for some reason…
“But anyway, to answer your question, No I’m not going to do anything weird to you, I just want to make sure the monkeys didn’t get you too badly. The last thing I need is you getting sick.”
“…Alright,” you nod. “I’ll take your word on it for now.”
"Very well then. Let’s get this shirt off of you and see if we have any deep cuts or not.”
Not really paying attention due to the pain and exhaustion you nod your head and let the women get to work.
Uh Bugze...I do not think it would be wise for her to unclothe you, Selena says nervously.
Why? She needs to dress my injuries and all that. What's the worst that can happen?
Surprisingly its Sombra who answers that prophetic phrase.
I feel as if you've forgotten your battle scars.
What about them? You quirk your eyebrow. Sure they aren't exactly good to look out but I doubt that means anythi-
*Clunk*
Stopping you mid thought is the sound of something falling to the floor. Looking up you see that Gloriosa has dropped the medical kit. Confused, you look up at her face and see the absolute look of pure horror on her face.
It takes you a few moments, and the air on your chest, for you to realize why she is so horrified.
Oh crapbaskets, you think as you look down at yourself.
Puzzling Frost’s Comment
Your scar you received from the other Cadence is very much evident on your human chest as it practically covers two thirds of it. The wound has long since healed, however with how severe it was the damage is still evident. Plus the damage from removing Chrysalis’s Throne Piece doesn’t help the picture either. The wound, having been cauterized, left a nasty burn in conjunction with the sword scar.
Needless to say, it looks like you were stabbed by a massive blade, then had a large part of your upper chest blown off by dynamite.
What the buck? It didn’t look nearly as bad back in Equestria! You mentally panic.
You had chitin back home, this body doesn’t have the equivalent, Selena points out.
Stupid weak fleshy human body! You chastise as Gloriosa looks all over your scars, on the verge of puking if the green in her face is anything to go by.
"I *gulp* see you've been through a lot." She says shakily. Before you could explain yourself another human with green hair steps through the door.
"Hey sis, I heard a noise and I thought you hurt yoursel-JESUS CHRIST WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOU?!" the male shrieks looking over your chest.
“Timber!” Gloriosa chastises.
It's gonna be one of those days isn't it? You think mournfully as you slump against the chair back.
Yep. Selena sighs.
“I apologize for my brother Mr. Bugze,” Gloriosa says nervously.
“I-I’m sorry Mister,” the boy says in embarrassment. “I just didn’t expect it.”
“It’s OK,” you hand wave. “This isn’t the first time.”
Even though it is, you think.
“The truth is, I got these nasty scars by…uh…”
“I fell down some stairs…” They look at you incredulously after saying that. Even you feel off put by that lie.
“Really? Stairs?” Gloriosa asks.
“…Yes. They were really big stairs,” you double down on the lie causing them to look at each other.
“But enough about stairs and some weirdoes’ unhealthy obsession with them,” you say thinking of the chuckling Umbrum, “How bad did the monkeys get me?” Gloriosa and Timber then look to your fresher cuts.
“R-Right, I’m sorry,” she says as she picks back up the med kit, and Timber’s eyes enlighten.
“Oh, another Preserve attack?”
“Yeah,” you nod. “How often do these occur?”
“More than think, but less than you’d hope,” he shrugs. “By the way, I’m Timber Spruce.”
“Nice to meetcha,” you say absently as you watch Gloriosa tend to your bites and scratches. After awhile, she looks back up to you and says,
“Well, they didn’t get you too deep to need stitches, so that’s a good sign. All you need is a shower and some bandages and some rest and you’ll be right as rain.”
“Thank you again,” you nod as you head into the bathroom and wash all the grime and whatever evil forest things off your human body.
When you are done, there are an extra set of human clothes left out for you and you put them on gleefully. When you are redressed, you head back into the main room and see both humans waiting for you.
“Alright, now let’s get some bandages on those,” Gloriosa says as she starts wrapping your scratches and bites. While she does, Timber speaks to you.
“By the way, where were you headed before the monkeys got you mister?”
“I was looking for some place called Camp Everfree, but I got thrown off the horrible death trap bus and got lost in the woods.” They both look surprised by this.
“You were looking for Camp Everfree?” she asks.
“Yup.”
“Well your search is over, you’ve found it,” Timber says with a smirk.
“Wait, for real?” you ask and they both nod.
“Huh…well that’s pretty convenient.”
Aside from the killer monkey thing, Selena snarks.
Yeah, aside from that.
“If I may ask, why were you looking for our Camp Bugze?” Gloriosa asks as she finishes your bandages.
“Well, uh…I’m looking for the nearby lake. Heard there was a monster there that might have some magical ancient artifact,” you say truthfully.
Why would you admit that?
Because they live near the dang thing, and if anyone would know more it’s them?
…Logical, but incredibly blunt, she says with a sigh.
Although your words do appear to have an effect. Gloriosa’s eyes widen to nearly dinner plates for some reason, and Timber for some reason seems mischievous.
“Oh, another gloryhound monster hunter huh?” he says with a smirk.
“Another?” you ask confused.
“Yeah, it’s not unheard of that you bigfoot hunter types come looking to find the legendary Gaea Everfree,” he admits.
“Timber…” Gloriosa whispers in a somewhat nervous scolding voice for some reason, but you kind of ignore that as a smile lights your face.
Well now we’re getting somewhere.
“Actually I don’t know much, can you tell me more?” you inquire and the boy smiles even wider while Gloriosa frowns.
The boy then starts telling you the Legend of the Everfree (HAH!)
WHAT DO YOU DO?
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good so far but include more bad things REMEBER LUCK HAS IT OUT FOR HIM
something like being tied down in a dark room.
I just want someone to get punched in the face
Haven't commented in a while so I'll just post this for now;
Human-Bugze gets a Sony Walkman so he can play his own songs and geeks out over how it makes him like Star-Lord ("Who?" you respond)
After you hear the tale, You decide to read for a bit, And Find a slightly charred book on the bookshelf called The ancient art of light bending, Book five out of four(by the same author as how not to Maths FYI) with a interesting blurb : "In this legendary* book, you can learn how to harness LIGHT(sic) under your will To* {Say this with Flims Voice) :
******
In the short print,: *results may vary**Some of these require Mastery of Light bending***while in this form, all attacks must use light, in order to work and the users spirt will become unconious for 2 days after use****When there is no other sun god/dess, or your total light magic must be greater than the other sun god/Goddess*****requires Complete control of sun******Author takes no responibility For injury and death due to exercises, Or the deadly Grammar
You decide to test out the flash bang , and A small Hooded Offender plushie appears, Yells "LOOK a distraction!", and then explodes With Blinding light
Hopefully selena Could be a nightBender
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I hope I havent done anything wrong
OG Bugze pulls of risky move and it actually works
"Okay [Insert universal enemy here] we get it I'm awesome, NOW STOP MAKING ME PROVE IT"
you choose where to shove it
i want bugze to meet a robot
which can either stay around with him
or get destroyed within the first few minutes
because i'm bored
and beep boop
After Timber finishes relating the legend to you, you and the two other voices in your head begin to discuss about it. And once again you act surprisingly more logical and rational as you do.
Hmmmm...Gaea Everfree...that name ring any bells with you two?
If this spirit existed it was after my defeat at the hooves of the two sisters.
I have no memory of this creature either, nor do I recall a legend such as this with the Everfree back home.
Me neither, so either this Gaea is just from this world...
Or she is simply a local legend to give campers a scare as they visit the camp.
Either way this legend was a waste of time. We came here for signs of the Sirens, not some urban myth.
Ignoring Sombra's heated tone you instead hum in thought, catching the attention of the two humans in front of you. Gloriosa looks rather nervous before saying,
"Please ignore my brothers silly legends, there really isn't any pro-"
You stand up, interrupting the women as you say,
"Actually...I think there is."
This catch's the attention of everyone, those in your head and not, as a collective "What" echos around the cabin. Ignoring this you begin to pace as you speak aloud,
"So this Gaea lady threated to destroy the camp for destroying part of her forest to make it right?"
Timber nodded his head at this before you continued,
"And those lake monster sightings have only been happening after the camps construction began, according to that article I read at least."
Where exactly are you going with this Bugze?
At the same time she asked this Gloriosa spoke up as well,
"Well..I mean yes the sightings have happened more frequently since the camp was built, but-"
"If that's the case, then couldn't this lake monster actually be..."
You leave the sentence hanging as you wait for the others to realize what you have. A few moments pass before Timber's eyes widen and he says,
"Wait, you don't mean that the lake monster is-"
"A minion or something like that of this Gaea lady, yes!"
Shocked silence hangs in the air for a moment as this revelation is said...until you hear Selena face hoof and say,
I would be more impressed if it weren't for the fact you figured that out was cause you watch far too many horror films. I knew this new intelligence of yours would only be temporary.
And like that your confident mood is shattered as you slump and think,
Well...thanks for ruining the moment Selena.
Ugh I suck at world building...and building up suspense. Ah well, add on to it if ya guys want to!
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good one. Also Jesus I haven't contributed to this in several chapters. Man, having a full time job really does destroy your will to write.
Anywyays, after DWC's comment:
"Say, what's the strongest fishing line you have?" you ask
"Uh, I think we have some rated for deep sea fishing, why?" Timber replies.
You catch Gloriosa giving Timber a menacing look, probably for continuing to enable you.
"Why?" You start. "Simple, we're gonna catch whatever is in that lake and draw out Gaea herself!
Bugze, that's THE stupidest idea I've ever heard come out of your mouth. Are you sure your intelligence isn't dropping?
Actually, I think he might be onto something, as stupid as it seems.
Whatever is in that lake is our best chance at getting a lead on the sirens, and that's if its not one of the sirens itself. This is our best bet to figure out where they are. This is honestly an opportunity we can't let slip, Selena! After all, the entire purpose of this mission is to get you a body!
Bugze, I understand this entirely, but this is the riskiest idea as well. If you die, I die.
Hey, don't forget me!
Yeah, but we don't care about you whatsoever.
Ow, that comment stung!
Okay you two, settle down! If this keeps up I'll look weird in front of these humans.
Gloriosa looks at you with a slack jaw and dead eyes, while Timber seems to be vibrating with an unknown level of excitement.
"That has to be the dumb-" "BEST IDEA EVER!" Gloriosa begins to comment, before being cut off by Timber.
"I'll go get the line and our best pole. We're catching ourselves a lake monster!" Timber continues, running off with a manic grin on his face.
//scene transition maybe?
While waiting for Gloriosa, Bugzee decide to practice a little his fishing technique
"Let's see if all those boring days fishing with Grandbuggy did something" Comment Bugzee as he use his glorious mind and technique to fish. Or in other words, take a branch and tie a wire trying to fish something until he notices someone fishing going to the toilet and decides to borrow it for a time.
"Okay... Go great fishing technique learned with Grandbuggy!" Shout to himself Bugzee
"Are you talking of those times your Grandbuggy tried to teach you anything and you were thinking of Chrysalis and how pretty was she? Ask Selena
Bugzee mutter something and began to try to fish something in the lake, only to find that he only managed to fish seven left boots, a book full of female hoomans wearing nothing, and a green glowing stick that give him a headache.
"Bravo, Good work with the fishing!" Shout Sombra inside the mind sarcastically
"I'm just a little rusted, I will get the monster soon" Groaned Bugzee
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Not much, but is something.
Many hours later…
“You are crazy persistent,” Timber says. He’s sitting on a log next to yours, the both of you looking out into the lake. “You know that, right? After so many false catches, I’m surprised you’re still willing to give it a go.”
Listless as you are, what with focusing your all into the task at hoof—or hand—you barely pay him any mind. Your eyes are growing heavy and dark, and your limbs sag from exhaustion, reminding you that you haven’t even slept since yesterday. But knowing your own luck, the instant you fall asleep, something will ruin your night anyways.
“You’re an eccentric yourself,” you mutter. “We’re fishing out a bucking lake monster for crying out loud, so what are you so gungho for?”
“Hah!” Timber smirks, adjusting the wire of his fishing rod with a tug. “I’d never turn down a monster hunt. Bit of a fanatic myself. When you get to know these necks of the woods like I do, maybe you’ll understand. I’ve been around here since I was small, and Gloriosa’s the same.”
You hum for a bit. For the first time in hours, you relax your gaze on the water where the fishing bob floats. Tilting your eyes up, you begin to see a much, much wider picture of the lake. The lake, ever extensive in all directions, glisten with shades of orange and deep violet under the evening light, and, although you don’t usually care to notice, it’s a beautiful sight.
“...must be nice with all that view,” you say.
“Heheh. Yeaaah…” Timber trails off, and you notice his expression wane. “Growing up, I thought so too. But see it enough times, and even a place as awesome as this loses its magic.”
You lift your head at that last word. “‘Magic’?”
“Don’t get me wrong,” Timber licks his lips, rolling the reel of his fishing rod. “I love this place to bits. But I always wanted to believe that, well…” He gave a shrug. “That there’s more to it.”
You blink. “You mean you want more excitement in this place?”
“Nah.” Timber shook his head. “This place is exciting enough as it is. We’ve got the reserve nearby, and you know how that goes.” When he gives you a meaningful nod, you realize what he means and sulk with a resounding groan.
“Don’t remind me. Jeez…”
“Look, man. I’m just saying that the Everfree Forest deserves a little mystery to spice things up once in a while.” He smiles. “Besides. It’s fun.”
Suddenly, a voice from behind breaks the conversation. “You boys are still at it?”
Timber lights up with a grin and turns around. “Gloriosa! Here to join us?”
Gloriosa rolls her eyes, brushing aside a strand of raspberry hair. “With your shenanigans, no. Even if it’s just fishing, I’ve stopped doing that hours ago.”
“Meh.” You greet her with a simple nod. “I plan to keep on going, actually.”
Gloriosa’s brows furrows. “That...doesn’t sound healthy.” As she goes to sit on one of the logs, her gaze trails toward the side...where an obscene amount of musky boots laid in a pile. She winces, her nose wrinkling. “I… Just can’t believe it. I know they turn up once in a while, but just how bad is your luck?”
A shudder ran through you. “Oh, more than you’ll ever know…” you mutter darkly. None of the siblings could hear your words, but they see the deep grimace on your face.
The two share a glance. Then, with an enlightened clap of her hands, Gloriosa fishes into her bag, saying, “I know something that could cheer you up!” One by one, she pulls out a series of items, all enclosed in fancy, plastic wrapping. Marshmallows, chocolate bars, graham crackers—she holds them up with a gentle smile on her face. “Who’s up for some smores~?”
“Oh, sweet!” Timber practically jumped from his seat. “I’ll start the fire! Even got the wood in place.” Laying down the fishing rod, he begins to pat around his pockets. “Now if only I know where my lighter is…”
You make a show of clearing your throat.
This earns you their attention, Timber in particular with his arms and legs poised mid-pause.
“Please.” With a cheeky, little grin, you pull out a certain, charred hoverboard from your bag. “Allow me.”
The siblings eye your hoverboard, following it as you lay it atop the campfire prepared at the center. And then...
“Let there be fiyah!”
Wroof!
The hoverboard lights up in flame, catching the pile on fire along with it! When the camp fire’s toasty enough to your liking, you pull the burning hoverboard away to dip it into the lake where the fire fizzles out. After you shake off the water, you slip the hoverboard back into your bag and then continue fishing as if everything is totally normal.
Timber and Gloriosa stare, completely slack-jawed.
“W-wha…” Timber stammers, “Just… How…?”
A wink and chuckle is all you give. “It’s a mystery.”
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On with the show!
As you all sat there roasting marshmallows under the stars you can’t help but think,
“Wonder what B2 is up to right now.”
“Probably something idiotic.”
“Oi have a little more faith in the other me! He can handle himself.”
“I don’t know about that my bug. He does not seem as mature as you.” Selena says in worry.
“I’m sure he’s fine. He’s probably looking out for this world’s Sparklebutt. ”
*Meanwhile*
We find B2 trying to peel some gum off the floor to no avail, just as he was about to use a blow torch he heard someone say
“Uh isn’t that a little excessive Mr. Bugze? ” he turned to see SciTwi behind him.
“Oh it’s that girl Bugze was talking about.” B2 thought.
“Actually according to my guide book it’s standard procedure.” He said remembering the guide book Bugze gave him before he left.
“Okay...well I’m not one to go against a book but did you at least try to peel it off with a paper towel first?” B2 thought for a moment, the mop didn’t work, nor the broom, or the jack hammer, or the axe, or his spoon. He shrugged and grabbed a spare from his cart and picked at the gum. Surprisingly it worked! “Are you kidding me?! I’ve been here for three hours trying to get rid of this thing!” He facepalms. As he tosses it into the trash SciTwi asks, “By the way I forgot to ask but do you know where I can find a job? I’m running low on money that I need for a project I’m working on.” B2 thinks for a moment when he remembers something, “I uhh found this place when I was looking for a place to hire me.” He hands her a piece of paper with a job listing. “It says it pays good and you don’t need any past training to work there. I heard they’re opening Friday.” She looks at the paper and smiles, “Yes this just what I need thank you Bugze.” SciTwi waves goodbye and walks out. “Nice kid, I bet she’ll go places.” B2 says. “Just hope she won’t mind the place’s horror theme. But what can you expect from a place called Fazbear’s Fright”
*Back with our star*
“Why do I have a sudden sense of dread.”
“Proably cause your food’s on fire ” Sombra deadpans.