Do I really need to do an intro? XD OF COURSE! Even though I don't have to, I want to give info of what to expect in this XD
WELCOME to my 2nd attempt, and 2nd story for Wander over Yonder! These are such an awesome thrill to make. I want to thank my co-writer and the art she does for me, YOU DESERVE A WANDER PLUSHY XD. PLEASE PLEASE , read The Mirror if you haven't already! This one isn't necessarily a sequel, but its interconnected. This one will also connect to the actual sequel of Mirror, scheduled to be released in late July. I was not actually planning three of these stories including Mirror to connect with the main plot from it, it was originally going to be randomized and not relate at all. But because Mirror became so deep with the plot, I decided to push for it. ANYWAYS, LETS GET ON WITH THIS EMOTIONAL SAGA!
4/13/16
A single, Orbble bubble made its way to a planet, and two aliens resided inside. In front of the two aliens a planet of magnificent sight floated in its orbit. One of them put his hands on the face of the one he rode on, Sylvia. Giggling like crazy, he announced,
"We're nearly there, Sylvia!"
"Are we? You've been saying that for ten minutes," She laughed with him.
One minute passed by, and Wander guided her while she was blind. They'd done this millions of times in the past, he would keep a surprise as he covered her eyes, and she trusted him enough that she would never step or run into anything along the way. They trusted each other that much.
But that feeling of trust was crushed with sudden fear.
Sylvia couldn't see anything since she was blinded by the soft hands of Wander. That security and warmth vanished, and turned into a dark hallway...the photos on the walls were watching her every move. She couldn't speak, or turn around and that made her more terrified. Something made her only go forward.
"W-wander?"
"Syl."
She looked behind her. There he was, frowning with a disgusted face. His eyes had no life or signs of compassion; they glowed and turned into white voids.
"How? I got rid of you! why is this-?
"Sylvia."
That voice: it was Wander's, but more deep and monstrous. She turned to see the other end of the hallway...
"Sylvia!"
"What-what!"
"Are you okay?" Wander on her back shook her head to get her to look at him.
She looked at every part of him, his eyes, his fur, his face, and the bandages...the guilt.
She rubbed her head to calm her nerves.
Every night since they left the museum, she would have nightmares. Nightmares of all the possible and horrible outcomes: Her fear of the mirror that doesn't exist anymore, her mirror self, and mostly...her own best friend. But she knew better.
She gave a sympathetic smile to him,
"I'm sorry Wander, I spaced out-"
He snickered loudly.
"What?" She blinked, confused.
"You said "spaced out." He wiggled his finger at her.
"Oh." She rolled her eyes at the unintentional pun she just made.
What am I freaking out over? This is my buddy who's treating me to a good time and I'm ruining it, this is the wrong time. She chewed herself.
She started to laugh, to relieve the day-nightmare she had. She put it aside.
"I'm okay, just been stressed out." She stated.
"WELL, no more!" He declared, and turned her head forward.
"OHHHH!" Her eyes dazzled and gleamed at the site in front of them.
A beautiful, blue planet covered in water and lush green and purple islands on the surface, it looked like a paradise.
"Sylvia, we're here; welcome to Rockna, one of the most popular planets to vacation on." Wander smacked his lips and blew a kiss.
"Wander, I...I'm at a loss for words." She said, her sentence was breathless.
"Let's go have fun-"
He was smothered by a hug before he could finish, and it took him a moment to register, until he hugged back. It didn't hurt as badly when she did, and she had to avoid touching his wounded spots.
"And I have something for you too, buddy!"
All giddy, she set him aside, making the bubble wobble a bit.
"WHAT IS IT?" He clenched his fists with excitement. He made a little bouncy jump.
She reached under and pulled out something from under her saddle. She was hoping while she hid it, he didn't accidentally spot the gift she made for him. It was the only place she could keep it secret until the right moment, and it worked.
"Tada!"
It looked like a blanket. It was gray colored.
"Aww shucks, you shouldn't have!"
Sylvia held it with both hands and his smile went bigger and he saw it actually wasn't a blanket; it was a poncho. At the bottom right corner, a blue heart was stitched on and it had yellow buttons. She made a nervous smile.
"I made this, because I know you've been self-conscious over your wounds and bandages and well, yeah..., here you go buddy."
He allowed her to put it on, he smiled as she did it. When she was done she took a step back and her face melted.
"You look amazing!" She smacked her cheekbones.
He appreciated the gift, but he wasn't aware of the sad expression he made and looked at the ground. His thoughts kidnapped him from reality like a thief.
"Wander, is something wrong? Do you not like it?" Sylvia's face fell.
He snapped out, and cleared his throat.
"No, it's nothing, I really do love it, Sylvia!" He beamed.
He truly did...although, hadn't felt himself lately either since the incident with the mirror. Both he and Sylvia were troubled by it. He also wondered about Cod and Amie, their allies. But he tried to forget it for now. He told himself they'd be safe for the time being.
"One thing;" He said,
He took off his hat, and by magic a rope appeared and it was connected to the underside and Wander put it behind his back. The poncho completely covered his bandages. Which he really loved, and the hat was now like a bag.
"Oh, that's a nice little idea." Sylvia chirped.
"I can see better if it's on my back for now. I can't have both on, I'll feel a little stuffy." He commented.
"Are you all set?" Sylvia asks, putting her hands on her hips.
"Yes!" He pumped his fist.
"Let's go!"
The two of them faced the planet below them and began to make their way over. In big, bold letters the title hovered over the planet;
"The Makeover"
Wander was busy staring that the many types of fish in a aquarium while Sylvia checked themselves in a hotel. The lobby was full of aquariums, igniting the lobby into a deep hue of blues and purples. It was by far, the most fanciest hotel they've been in. All the walls and surfaces were a white granite and every step you took, made it reverb above. The ceiling was about 200 feet high with a skylight and 10 floors of rooms were right by it. The stair case looped in a swirl above with a large water fountain before it.
"Oh, Sylvia!"
Wander stopped looking at the fish and dashed to her and waved his little arms, she looked down,
"I almost forgot to tell you, folks who have visited here for the first time get a 100% discount!" He held both his thumbs up, making his poncho flutter.
"No gropping way! are you serious?" Her eyes widened.
"Yep! and that's all!"
ZOOOM. He went back to stare at the fish once again.
Sylvia chuckled and shook her head. Maybe things from here on out, they will get better! She had a good feeling of it.
"Ma'am?"
"Oh, yes?" Sylvia clamped her hands together.
She forgot she was talking to the head receptionist. Which was a large purple skinned-octopus in a business suit. His hair was pulled back with gel and raven colored and had a mustache that covered most of his face and mouth.
"You're all set, and your discount was added as well. Your room is on the 6th floor number 601, and here's the card-key."
"Ah, thanks." She took it from his tentacle and accepted it gleefully.
"Just one issue, miss."
"Oh?"
"We don't allow pets." He pointed to Wander on the other side.
"Huh-?"
She looked where he was and this time, he was gazing at the staircases leading to the upper floors, his eyes sparkling like a kid being inside a candy store. She looked at the reception man with confusion,
"He's not a pet, he's my friend and gonna be staying with me." She explained.
"From how I see it," He held one tentacle over his eyes, "He looks like a cat, is he not?"
"Ugh."
Sylvia turned around, annoyed and went to get the furry nomad. She interrupted his heavenly thoughts by picking him up.
"A little problem, come with me."
"Okay." He grinned and stuck his tongue out.
She returned to the desk and raised Wander closer to view.
"See? Not a cat." She said dryly.
"Hi!" He waved excitedly and in a goofy way.
"Now, just let me and him-"
She stopped mid-sentence to see the receptionist with an expression of pure terror. He trembled and shook. His eyes were directly on Wander, and held the sign in clip-board as protection.
"GET him away! He's dangerous!" He yelled.
"What?" Sylvia frowned with utter disbelief, whilst Wander became still with just at much confusion.
"Y-you're free t-to go-go to your r-room! Just keep that Furnicle away from me!" He whimpered and ran to the employee's room.
The two of them simply stared at the door he went in, stunned.
"What the flarp was that about?" Sylvia denounced, angry.
"I don't know." Wander tilted his head, he kept his eyes on that same door with a blank face.
She finally set him on the floor, both started to make the short journey to their room.
"And what's a "Furnicle?" A kind of couch?" She remarked.
"Sylvia." Wander stopped walking.
"Yeah?" She said sweetly.
The two of them stood at the beginning of the stairs.
"Is there something you haven't been telling me?" He shrugged at her.
Sylvia's face dropped at the sudden question. She dreaded this moment of every other minute in her life than any other. She hated lying. She also hated liars, grop, even Wander has lied to her. She still wasn't ready to tell the truth yet, but at what cost? She had to avoid it again.
"No, but I should ask what that guy meant before." She said as casually as she could.
Wander bought it for the time being.
"Okay, sure." He made a somber tone.
"I'm beat, and we have to climb the stairs." She groaned loudly and slouched backwards.
"But it's worth it!" Wander encouraged.
Mid-way up the stairs, Sylvia stopped and looked at her friend, contemplating.
"What's wrong?" He stopped with her.
She didn't answer him, but bent over and picked him up and put him on her saddle.
"You've been walking half of the day, I'll carry you." She poked at his forehead. "And besides, it's payback for this vacation."
"I can walk fine, but thank you." His eyes glistened with appreciation.
"You deserve it buddy." She patted his head, and started up the stairs.