This is a story of a scout that lives with friends trying to find out what happened to one of his friends.
Let us begin.
One morning a scout with the nickname of Wumbo noticed his friend, a soldier with the nickname Lasor was missing from the premisis.
It began with him flopping out of bed and looking around.
Wumbo was wearing red sweat pants and a slightly washed-out white sleeveless shirt along with his long hair.
Sitting on the side of the bed that was slightly worn he saw that Sam's bed was mostly made, Cody's bed hasn't been used in a while, Frozn's bed was left unkempt as always as he is currently visiting his parents...
But Lasor's bed was unruley and the covers are slightly twisted and mangled, but not ripped.
Something in the back of Wumbo's mind passed it off of either a night terror or him trying to scare anyone waking up, that and he just got out of bed.
Shaking his head to wake up he dragged himself slowly into the kitchen where a Sam the sniper was making a sandwitch and cooking a few hot dogs in the microwave.
Sam was wearing blue jeans and a standard grey T-shirt along with his weird heart-skull hat.
Wumbo walked in and grunted in annoyance seeing how sam just used the last pieces of meat, he just grabbed a bowl of second hand cerial.
Sam gave a cheeky smile knowing that Wumbo was annoyed.
Wumbo got up and moved to the living room not wanting to deal with the sharpshooters shit right now.
In the living room Cody the heavy was passed out on the relitively small couch with a non-discript wrapper with few bottles of vodka and a empty box of rice crispys lying nearby.
Cody had a metal arm and was wearing white boxers with a red spot pattern and his dovahkiin helmet.
Wumbo, increasingly annoyed by his housemates, sat infront of the couch on the floor watching whatever Cody left on their decently sized TV.
It was Cartoon Network, Wumbo assumed he was watching Adult Swim last night.
Sam walked in, stopping at the door frame and gave a chuckle at Cody's passed out face.
Just then Cody gave a loud snore but in the middle of it choked on his spit for a second, snapping him awake.
Sam slightly jumped as when Cody snapped awake one of his arms went to grab onto something.
"AUHH" Wumbo screamed and jumped from the sudden movement of the big couch potato.
Cody propped himself up then streached and proclaimed "I appreciate you guys not poking me until i get up this time."
"Don't mention it." Sam replied as Wumbo is recovering from the scare Cody gave him just a moment ago.
Wumbo plopped next to Cody on the couch now realizing that someone was not here.
"Where's Lasor?" He asked "He normally is bullshitting here or sitting around one of us..."
"Probably taking a massive dump." Sam said jokingly.
"Probably with frozn" Cody piped up, still a little sleepy.
"No, dingus, Frozn is with his parents" Wumbo said.
"Oh yea..." Cody said while readjusting his Boxers.
"No seriously, where is he?" Wumbo said slightly worried. "His bed was extra screwed up today."
"If you are so worried why don't you go and look for him?" Sam asked
Cody now mostly awake remembered something from last night.
"Last night he came past the livingroom and left, i only got a glimps of him, but diddn't ask him anything because i was tired" Cody explained
"Is he fucking around in the forest again?" Sam asked
"No, not at that time of night..." Wumbo said, trying to find an answer.
"Then what do you think thats wrong?" Cody asked
"I intend to find out." Wumbo replied "Any one of you want to come with me?"
"I'll miss my show if i leave, plus my food is getting cold." Sam said as by this point he took only a bite out of the sandwitch and half a hotdog.
"I'll catch up with you later." Cody groaned
Wumbo sighed, got up and grabbed his jacket with a pocketed pistol and a flashlight then headed out, waving bye to his slightly bothersome housemates and headed twards the forest where Lasor normally hangs out around in.