An attempt at comedy focused on the forgotten hero of W.I.T.C.H., Sandpit. I enjoy him so there. This is kind of a continuation from my previous story Evil BBQ. Enjoy and review please. A big thanks to Guardian's Light for betaing this piece.
The characters in this story are all nine years older than after they defeated Nerissa.
Kdh.
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Sandpit was doing his daily rounds through the city and having a good time while he was at it. He was being at bit absent minded because he was thinking of when the author had sucked all of the forces of evil into a black hole, alternate dimensional dealie. It was pretty cool but now there was nothing to do except zap Phobos with that crazy remote control thing. That got tiring after the first hundred times though.
"Hey big Sandypit!" the little passling Blunk yelled up him, breaking his thought process about his general deep thoughts and his date later. Sandpit quickly noticed that Blunk held a red bladed lightsaber.
"Why do you have a lightsaber?" Sandpit asked in his gravely voice (he could talk now thanks to the kindness and generosity of the great and handsome author of this story). (Humble, aint I?)
"Blunk had it left over from Darth Vader costume," Blunk said dismissively," Anyway, you want to go raise an army of Thanksgiving turkeys from last year so we can teach them how to dance?"
"Umm…," Sandpit said at a loss for words until it came to him," Look Blunk, a trash can."
"Ooh, rotten fish! Ha ha!" Blunk said as he jumped into the can, head first.
"Phew," Sandpit said and then wiped his brow and continued on towards the palace. The people would greet him with waves and smiles as he marched on to the dungeons to take his break. He was walking through the main gates, through the castle, but stopped when he heard something coming from a broom closet. Thinking that someone might be in trouble, he opened the door to find Hay Lin and… Shikamaru Nara making out?! What the hell!?
"This isn't what it looks like!" Hay Lin said quickly trying to straighten up her askew clothes.
"This is such a drag," Shikamaru added in his usual cheery tone.
"I'm gonna go now," Sandpit said as he closed the wooden door and walked away before they could say anything more on about whatever they were doing.
Sandpit was trying to forget what he had just seen as he walked in on as he made his way down towards the dungeons. Under Elyon's rule though, they were now mainly used for storage, barracks, and the cells for the occasional prisoners. It was when Sandpit got to the room he shared with his buddy Gargoyle that he saw not only his roommate but Raythor as well.
"Hey guys," Sandpit said.
"Sandpit," Raythor said with a little solute. Gargoyle just grunted because… because… he just wasn't much of a talker.
"Have you guys seen my comb?" Sandpit asked them as he looked through the dirty clothes and empty takeout boxes from the Silver Dragon that littered the floor," Geez, why do we have so many dirty clothes, we don't even wear clothes Gargoyle?"
"Wait a second, why do you need a comb?" Raythor asked with a confused look at Sandpit.
"So I can clean out any garbage that got into my sand for my date later," Sandpit said as he continued to shift through the junk on the floor and stuff.
"You have a date? With who?" Raythor asked a little shocked.
"We're waiting until we officially go out later to tell everyone," Sandpit said as he held up a passling that he found stuffing it's face in one of the half empty takeout boxes and put it back as he kept looking for the comb," I'm going to pop the question to her tonight."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, how long have you been going out with this girl?" Gargoyle finally asked.
"A couple of years," Sandpit said as he finally found his comb," There you are."
"What?!" Gargoyle and Raythor said as one.
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After the little bout with Raythor and Gargoyle about how he could keep such a big secret from them and then having to deal with Dr. Phil, Sandpit just decided to go ahead with his plans when he walked out into the courtyard to see a very disturbing scene. Will and Cornelia were fighting each other while Caleb was buried up to his knees in dirt and his arms and mouth were covered in chains. Matt, who Sandpit had just recently noticed after he heard a thumping sound behind himself, was pounding his head against the castle wall.
"What's going on?" Sandpit asked Matt who slowly turned to face Sandpit and looked extremely depressed.
"Huh, Will dumped me and now she and Cornelia are fighting to the death for Caleb," Matt said sadly and then resumed hitting his head against the stone wall.
"Hey Sandpit," I said as I appeared next to him out of thin air.
"Sup?" Sandpit asked The Crazy Talk Kid. By this time I had been coming here for awhile because I enjoy it and Cassidy wanted to too.
"I was in the neighborhood and I thought I'd check in on things here," I said as I looked of the little battle before us," What's their deal?"
"From what I hear, they're fighting to the death for Caleb," Sandpit said with a sad shack of his head.
"I think that I have an idea," I said as Sandpit watched on and I walked into the middle of the battle calmly and with a click of my fingers, stopped the battle," This is ridiculous, you're friends and teammates besides so you shouldn't be fighting. I will cut Caleb right down the middle and give each of you one of the halves."
"That's cool with me," Will said first.
"Me too," Cornelia added.
"I'm not going to cut him in half," I say in frustration because I thought Hay Lin was the ditzy one of the group," You know what I'm gonna do, I'll just make Caleb a twin."
With the snap of my fingers, Caleb was released from the ground and his chains disappeared, except for the ones on his mouth which he tried desperately to remove. I snapped my fingers again and Caleb was enveloped in a puff of smoke and when it cleared, there were two Caleb's and Will and Cornelia each took one. They were still gagged and were trying to yell for help it seemed.
"Was that a good idea?" Sandpit asked me as I walked back towards him and Matt.
"I don't think so but I know for sure that it's going to cause some chaos," I said to Sandpit with a big grin on my face and solemnly turned to Matt," I gotta go Matt but my three associates are going to hook you up with a new girlfriend and Sandpit here is going to wait here with you."
"Why do I have to stay here with the emo?" Sandpit asked.
"Hey!" the emo yelled angrily.
"Remember that time I let you into Elvis's house for the "private tour" so you could impress your girlfriend?" I asked him with a raised eyebrow.
"Fine, I'll stay here with the emo until they get here," Sandpit said with disgruntlement.
"I am not an emo!" Matt yelled, now extremely angry.
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Will Matt find a new girlfriend, will Cornelia and Will dating the Calebs cause chaos like I predicted, will Matt continue to be such an emo, and who is Sandpit dating?
TBC