Chapter 2: The Wheel of Fate is Turning
After a few minutes of swimming to shore, both of us were none too happy about our predicament.
"Johnny, I'm gonna find whoever made that portal, and put them in a hole."
"That might not be the best idea…"
"That's not the point!"
"G1, let's just find our way out of this forest."
"Let's not forget about Storm."
"I'm not going to, let's just get moving."
After about 5 minutes of walking, I started to hear voices. When I turned to Johnny, he looked like he could hear them too.
"Johnny, please tell me I'm not delusional and hearing things."
"I hear them too."
"Want to check it out?"
"I'm all wet G1. I just want to get out of this forest and get a change of clothes.'
"First off, get a girlfriend then. Second of all, I'm fairly certain that one of those voices is Storm's."
"I hate you."
"Love you too, buddy."
*Time skip 2 minutes*
"What did we just stumble upon?" I asked as we were walking closer. What we found was bazaar to say the least. There was Storm, sitting on top of the purple haired girl, who was sitting on top of a raven haired girl. From the way things looked, the raven haired one was the other two's crash pad. The two looked like they were quite comfortable sitting on the crushed girl, just shooting the shit with a girl with a lighter shade of purple hair. She looked like she was in her pajamas, slippers and all. I'm smiling quite a bit after seeing this.
"G1, you're gonna make a grand entrance, aren't you?" he asked me. He probably guessed that by the look on my face.
"Grand on your scale or mine?"
"Mine." He deadpanned.
"Yup!" Maybe I was a bit too cheery, because Johnny looked about 3 different kinds of worried. I decided to do what I do best to make ourselves known: Situational comedy!
"Storm!" I called out, "Usually if you do something like this, you have to buy the ladies dinner first!" I walked out of the bushes dragging Johnny. He's curled up, holding his sides, and losing his shit. The three in the pile faces lit up red, especially the one at the bottom of it. 'It was a good life' I think to myself as I await my inevitable demise. She wasn't just red in embarrassment. You can tell it was also from sheer lividity.
"Will you two get off of me!? And You!" She points at me after they get off, "Get your mind out of the gutter!" Storm decided to speak on my behalf.
"G1's mind isn't in the gutter, it's the reason the gutter exists in the first place." Storm you traitor. Now I'm dead for sure.
"Yeah, it's the reason why he's my favorite person." Johnny, not you too…
"Heeey, we shouldn't be mean to each other. Why can't we be friends instead?" the pajama wearing girl asked. 'Wow. She talks in such a slow tempo', I thought.
"Then we should probably introduce ourselves, no?" I responded, a light smile on my face.
"Alright, my name's Johnny."
"Mine's Steven, but these two call me G1 for reason's I'm too lazy to explain."
"Well my name's Neptune!" exclaimed the original purple haired girl. Now that I can actually get a good look, it looks like she is wearing what appears to be the love child of a hoodie and a belly shirt. "This is Plutie", she continued, pointing to the pajama clad girl "and the tsundere here is Noire." Oh that's bad for me. That's very bad. If you don't know, tsunderes tend to be very aggressive when teased. If I wasn't dead before, I have a snowball's chance in hell now. My feelings of worry and dread must have been radiating off me, because Storm decided he was still my friend and changed the subject completely.
"G1, Johnny, ever since we got here, have you felt…different?" We both took the time to look ourselves over so that we could answer his question. That's when I noticed a major physical change.
"Guys look!" I exclaimed as I lifted my shirt. "No pudge! There used to be a moderate amount, but not anymore!"
"And I'm a lot more muscular than I was." Johnny said, enlightening us to his own observations.
"I'd also like to mention that I feel tingly and it feels like there is something deep down in my chest, metaphorically of course. What about you Storm?"
"I feel a lot warmer than usual."
And that's why I was clinging to him. It was so comfy feeling. Interrupted Neptune.
"As much as I Love hearing this conversation, we should take these four to somewhere to rest and recover." Trying to save myself from an early grave, I respond in a "trying to score brownie points" manner,
"Thank you for helping us, Noire." Let's just add the most kindness filled smile that would be appropriate and I should be good to go.
"O-Oh…um," she stuttered out, "I'm just doing what any normal person would do. No need to thank me."
"That's not the point…" I deadpanned. After a small pause, we silently decided to leave. We started to walk with Noire in the lead.
