Chapter 2 – Two Thieves of Different Sides Part 2

Stranger's POV

"Soooo… What is a delicate lady like you doing in this kind of place? Isn't it too dangerous to be exploring alone especially that you're a girl? Aren't you worried that something bad might happen?"

When the girl woke up, I was sound asleep so it was almost too late for me to catch up with her after I noticed she disappeared. Gladly my sniffing instincts worked and I sniffed my way through the track of her smell.

I thought she will be happy to see me after her, I was wrong though. She smacked me right on the face and I stumbled backwards on a big pile of dirt. At least she knows my presence, that I will be here if she will need any help.

"Will you stop asking me questions?! Why are you even following me?!"

She shouted as she managed to create a pretty huge distance between us. We were skipping our way on top of the trees and I don't have any idea where she was planning to go. She was ahead of me now, seems like I wasn't very welcome as a helping friend here.

"Well, I'm sorry! I don't know you were still mad at me about strangling you earlier!" I crossed my arms and glared at her. She doesn't gave me any look, instead she kept moving forward and ahead of me.

"Hey! Are you avoiding me?" I asked her while I finally managed to catch up on her.

"Don't talk to me, freak." She said monotonously.

"Hmph! You just don't know how to consider a good helping friend. Maybe that's why you're alone here instead of having a warm humble home."

She stopped skipping and she stared wide eyes on the horizon ahead of us.

Oops… Too much. Too much. Too much.

I was about to say sorry but a dusty air blinded me, and when my eyes opened, she was out of sight.

"Oh, man. What a good friend you are… Look! Your 'friend' just disappeared out of anger! Veery, veery friendly of you, wise man!"

And with that, I continued lecturing myself about the same thing over and over again dropped myself on the ground and started walking somewhere deeper into the forest.

?'s POV

"Who the hell does he think he is? Telling me things that weren't even making any sense! And since when did strangling been considered a friendly manner?"

I asked the huge rock I'm sitting on and punched it.

"Ow!" I shook my hands crying. "Who asked you?" And groaned at the innocent rock frustratedly.

There was a moment of silence before I began to feel the feeling of being watched.

"I know it's you, weirdo. Will you please stop following me?"

At first I thought the guy was behind me but when I turned around… he's not there.

I hopped off the rock and walked slowly backwards keeping an eye of what's going to attack me. And because I was so focused on watching who's at my front, I didn't notice who's at my back until it was already too late.

"Hello, Fionna. Did you missed us? Come and give your pals a big warm hug."

Then there was this big man with a beard as white as snow. As much as his appearance, his attitude was often compared to be like snow or ice. Cold.

But, at this moment, he's not giving the ice cold glare he often use when he catches me stealing his goods.

"Snowbeard. W-what are you doing here?"

The guy keeps his eyes locked on me while four of his friends suddenly appeared out of nowhere. They have spears, daggers, and an extremely humongous axe.

And I… I got nothin'.

I gulped staring at the thing and back to Snowbeard.

"You like stealing, don't you Fionna?" He asked.

I didn't answer already standing on me fighting stance.

This was the first time he had called me by my real name. The first time anybody had said my real name for five years.

"Haha, of course you do. Why am I even asking, right? But you know we love stealing too. And this time, we will steal something you can never get back."

He stepped closer, his friends ready to attack, and I'm completely hopeless.

"Oh don't worry, we'll give ya something in exchange…."

"Cause that's what pirates do." One of his friend added. "We trade."

Snowbeard was getting closer and closer until I was already cornered to an oak tree.

"What do you say… Your soul for a death?

Stranger's POV

"Aaaalriight, Mr. Monkey! I'm into your stupid games no more! Give me back my boots and that I could leave this Glob forsaken place for good!"

I yelled and a second later, their was a rustling sound above the tree where I'm standing by.

"I'll give you one more minute to get down here and give my boots back!"

I know you've been wondering why I'm even doing this. Well, here's why…

Back at the last place I saw the lady, I started wandering off to the woods by myself. And you know that.

Next, two lions chased me all throughout the forest until I fell on a booby trap set by the local hunters.

When I got out of the pit, somebody started to throw nuts at me. Then there is this big pile of goo-goo. And I fell into it.

Then I ran to a pond to wash my clothes and maybe take a little bath. And because this place is so freaking cold, I have to hurry up before I get frostbite.

Of course, taking a bath means taking your clothes off. And swim to the cold water naked.

When I finally got a bit comfortable, that's when this ugly looking squirrel took my boots.

Now, I'm right here at this moment, begging under an oak tree, bare footed on the icy ground.

"Fine. If ya ain't gonna get down here then I guess I'll have to get up there myself!"

I was already half way to the lowest stable branch I can grab when I heard somebody scream.

The monkey was only a couple of branch from me, so I hopped as high as I could and pulled my boots from its tail.

I got this silly grin on my face and showed it to the monkey.

When I got up after putting my boots on, another nut was in purposely thrown at me by the little miscreant.

"Ow! I'll get you someday Tiny King-Kong! And I swear you'll never get to see the sun rise again when that day comes!"

I ran as fast as I could to the voice I know I've heard before.