Authors Note: This is my first ever fanfiction so please give me feedback on what you think of it. And sorry to disappoint all the slash fans out there but this is written in the same idea of the movie; Glitch and Cain are just friends (but if you feel the need to interpret otherwise I won't stop you). One small note is sorry for my butchery of the word papays, but I really was at a loss for how to spell it. If anyone could give me the correct spelling it would be much appreciated. That's all, enjoy!
Wyatt Cain took in another deep, rigid breath as he attempted to keep his last strand of patience. It had been less than a day since he and Glitch had parted ways with DG an Raw who had left to restore the fields of the pepés while they went to spread the news of the Wicked Witch's downfall to the Eastern Guild Fighters. They had heard of quite a few mishaps with the Guild Fighters trying to skin the last few messengers for being spies, so it had been decided that Cain was the best man for the job. Glitch had come along on account of he'd been captured by the Guild Fighters before and supposedly knew his way around.
Less than a day and Cain was ready to shoot Glitch.
"I could wile away the hours, conferrin' with the flowers, consultin' with the rain…"
It seemed that dancing wasn't the only thing Glitch prided himself on and in the last hour of their travels he had taken to singing.
"And my head I'd be scratchin', while my thoughts were busy hatchin' , if I only had a br-"
Glitch yelped as he felt the back hand of a very disgruntled tin man connect with his chest. Cain had abruptly stopped in the middle of the Old Road and was now taking a moment to let his irritation simmer down a notch before speaking.
"If I hear one more word out of you, you best be prepared for your little musical to have an early finale." Cain warned, using his usual strict, chiding tone of voice.
Glitch huffed and looked offended, but aside from muttering something about Cain being heartless under his breath, he remained silent as they continued on.
They had traveled onward with only the soft sound of loose bricks clinking together for about ten minutes. It was at this time that Cain could make out the soft hum of a very familiar and unwanted tune. He decided, for his own sanity, to let it go as his imagination and just keep walking.
Glitch, however, was no longer walking.
It seemed the dancer was now intent on skipping along the brick road to his own repeating tune. Wearing his usual smile and blank expression, Glitch looked even more like a kid than ever and the entire scene caused Cain to stop walking altogether. Now following no one, it took a total of five second before Glitch got lost on a straight road. He'd managed to wonder off into the woods.
Cain just stood and waited, as if knowing how this was going to end or simply not wanting to put forth the energy to go get the lost headcase. Glitch had now stopped skipping and was looking around quite confused. He went a few steps to his left, then decided against that and took a few more steps to his right, pausing there as well. Making a three sixty that nearly made him loose his balance, he caught sight of a very agitated tin man standing all by himself on a brick road. He promptly trotted over to him, looking all sorts of friendly.
"Are you lost?" he asked Cain, who couldn't help but retaliate, even though he knew this was just Glitch being Glitch.
"Lost? I think you were the one in the woods, Glitch."
"The woods, well what was I doing in there? Hey….were you trying to ditch me in the woods? How cold of you Cain!" Glitch began, Cain tried to interrupt, but to no avail.
"Just because you don't enjoy a good song or a bit of company gives you no right to just throw me on the side of the road! Really, a tin man like yourself should have a bit more decency, or at least a bit more heart…" Glitch continued, but Cain was already continuing on, shaking his head in a mix of sarcasm and amusement.
"Hey! Wait up!" Glitch jogged to catch up to Cain again and the two were back on their way.