Hello y'all, here it is the Chapter 4! Huffft!
Sorry for keeping you all waiting, and I'm so happy finally my surgery went well. I just need time to recover the sewing part in my body ;)
For your information, maybe this is chapter is quite…random. Because I don't want this story too serious haha, so I will slip some comedy into it. Not because I don't enjoy serious story, but I just love mixing it with jokes and such. Oh blame my random brain. Sorry if it wasn't funny at all!
rubyenzbern
Yaassh, thank you for your support, I made it!
ShiroyukiLess
You're welcome, and here's another nice chapter I hope, LOL.
Ghinger: Both of you will get free check-up-hey, where the heck Trishtan's insurance card gone?!
Trishtan: You lost it?! How dare you-*coughs very hard* *fainted*
Yu: *grins evilly* Fiuh, finally!
Ghinger: What?
Yu: No one pestering me for placebo anymore.
Gary: What? You gave him placebo this whole time?! I can't believe this! I though he is seriously sick.
Yu: I even told him, he is the healthiest person…
Ghinger: Err…a hypochondriac?
Yu: You could say that.
Anyway, enjoy the story!
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CHAPTER 4
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Ah, Snowe, Snowe Vingerhut. One of his once hated friend, but now, it's just in the past. They already in good term again now after they reunites again in a sea near west of Mordo Island. It's quite a long story for a history about their friendship.
The creaked door is open once again. Lazlo put a face to the door. He must definitely tell Tov to renovate the door. It's a must. It's quite a torture to hear it in his ear.
"Yes, come in." he said.
"How do you know I was in here?"
The blonde one raises his eyebrow. "Hm? Friendship instinct?" he smiles.
"Hahaha." Lazlo laughs playfully.
"I just figure it out myself. Because, seriously Lazlo, you seem..." Snowe put his fingers on his chin, thinking, "How do I put this? You seem infatuated with him."
Lazlo widens his eyes. 'Infatuated'? That's seems so wrong. "Geez, you're such a gossipmonger. Is hanging out with Oskar that makes you like this?"
"Hahaha." Then, he takes a seat next to his friend. "So, how is Troy?"
"Yu said that he's fine." he said while looking to the figure in bed. "But, he's still needs time to recover. Maybe one week later he should regain consciousness."
Snowe widens his eyes. "That long? Hope he regain conscious soon."
"Yeah." said Lazlo. He continues. "He has high fever, and an injury on his rib cage. It's cracked slightly."
"Oh, God. How come?"
"He gets hit by something hard when he is sinks with his ship. It's probably from one of the ship part. It is truly a fortunate that his body still in a good shape. Yu even surprise about this."
"Wow...not only Yu, but I'm also surprise. I can't believe it." his friend widens his eyes in awe. "Actually, the moment I saw Troy the first time, he already had this strong aura. But, I never though he has this kind of physical endurance."
Hearing Snowe's words, Lazlo laughs again. "Truly, he's very scary."
"Makes me believe that he's truly a child of Sea God." murmurs Snowe.
"Well, perhaps. But, is Sea God truly even existed?" Lazlo raises his eyebrows in curious. Anyway, why is he even asking this ridiculous question?
"Well, cat people called Nay-Kobolds are existed. So, why Sea God becomes exception?" Snowe answers, randomly.
"Yeah, like I will believe in that." the brown-haired one responds back.
Snowe smiles at him. "So, Lazlo, I suggest you will wait for him until night comes?"
"I think so."
"Have you already eaten anything yet? Let's have something to eat."
"I would love to but-"
"Hah, figures!" then, Snowe hurriedly goes toward the door. "Wait here. I'll bring us some foods."
"Huh? Wait, please open it slowly! It itches my ears if you-"
His grey-eyed friend is already gone as fast as wind. The door is creaked louder than before.
That's it! He stands up from his seat, hoping to meet Tov immediately. He couldn't believe both Snowe and Yu can stand against the annoying sound. He looks at the sleeping Troy one last time, before slowly closing the door.
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"Is it true?! Sir Troy is in this ship?!"
An old man, with round face and short white hair and small moustache, said in perplexed. His voice is already hoarse, but hearing the news, makes his voice hoarser. His hands getting sweaty from holding the bar cell too tightly.
Then, from afar, he could hear a fast steps, probably because the person is running. Arriving in front of his old man with gasping for breath, Helmut, a young man with silver medium length hair, widen his eyes.
"Is it true, Father? Sir Troy is in here?" ask Helmut fast. In his hands, he's holding tray with food and drink for his father.
"Yes, yes, he's in here. My King has sent me to tell you about this news." said Desmond, with confidence in his voice, explaining, "He is now taking rest on infirmary room."
"Infirmary room? Is he hurt?" ask Colton with worry.
"Yes, precisely. But, the doctor said he will be-"
"Let me out from here!" Colton shouts madly. "I want to see him!"
"Father, calm down..." Helmut starts to calm Colton down that tries to burst out like a madman.
"No. Not until I get out from here, and meet Sir Troy with my own eyes!"
"Bu-but, His Majesty still not letting me-"
"I said let me out! NOW!"
"Al-al-alright..." Desmond, with his hands shakes madly, desperately searching for the key on his pocket. "What? Where is it...?"
He keeps searching through any pockets he remembers he has in clothes he wears now.
Helmut sees Desmond with strange look. "What do you mean, 'where is it'? You have the key, right?"
"Of course I have, but..." the panicked Obel adversary search for the key. He's even start opening his own shoes! 'Don't tell me the key is...'
Cold sweat starts to appear on his forehead. He hasn't find the key until now, which makes Colton, if he's a train, release a fury smoke from his ears. And he couldn't bear to imagine the torture that his king will give him if he learns that he already lose the key. He should have his neck hung up for this mistake!
"Hurry up! Or I'll break this cell!" the frenzy Colton starts to shake the cell bar, hoping it would break. It seems that he's ready to do an execution toward Desmond, if that jittery man still doesn't find the key for him.
"Then, let me do that." Helmut releases his sword from its sheath. The silver steel starts to glow, inviting the already panicked one into leveling up his panicking power.
"Wha-wha-what are you doing with that?!"
Helmut just eyed him with glare. "You. Just stand back." he continues, "And brass yourself..."
"Whoa, whoa, pl-please don't do that! I still want to live peacefully!" Desmond feels his panic level is on the top now. His knee starts to shake uncontrollable. Is this two Kooluk already crazy?! They're going to...
The silver hair raised his eyebrows in question. "What are you so panicking about? I'm just wanted to release my father here, if you don't have the key."
"Re-really?" he said with pure relief. "Ooh...I think my heart stops for a second..."
Then, he realizes another important thing. "He-hey wait! You can't just let him free and break our ship's property! That's a big no-no!"
Helmut, already with his sword in front of the cell and about to cut down the entrance, lowers it. "In that case, where is the KEY?"
"It's gone!"
"What?" Helmut couldn't believe his ears. "What did you say?"
"I, I, uhh...lose the key!"
The words that come out from Desmond makes the grumpy old man furious, with his son stand still with mouth hanging open and widened eyes.
"Grrr...I HAD ENOUGH! Helmut, cut down this wretched door, NOW!"
"But, Father-"
"Just do it!"
"No, no, you mustn't! There must be some other way! It must be!"
"Whoa, calm down there. You don't need to use swordplay here."
That voice...he recognizes it. It is His Majesty! Still with his surfer dude like appearance, Lino is appears behind him with, what is that, dangling thing on his hand? It's glowing silvery...
"Your Majesty!" said the advisory. He feels relief now that his king arrives to save the day. Then, he looks at the item Lino holds. He widens his eyes.
"It's the cell key!" shout Desmond.
"Ahaha! Sorry there, looks like I forgot to give this key to Desmond to unlock your door, Sir Colton." said Lino, grinning sheepishly with hand scratching behind his not itchy head.
Now, you can see a terror face that Desmond, Helmut, and Colton puts on for the King.
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Drap, drap, drap!
A loud, probably more than one person steps is about to approach infirmary room.
Drap, drap, drap!
"What's with those loud steps?" ask Lazlo, while he's about to eat steamed meat buns that Snowe brought for the two of them from Kevin's shop. Both of them already back to infirmary room to look after Troy (maybe this matter for Lazlo only, Snowe just accompany him), and the door is already slicked with oil by Tov. Thank God the creaked sound from the door is gone for good.
Snowe chews on his meat bun, then gulping it before answering, "It's probably just Cedric goes mad with his debt." he says while takes a glass of water to drink.
"Or maybe it's Tal that desperately searching for you."
"Ah-haha, very funny, Lazlo." Snowe laughs wryly.
"Really, Snowe, you don't feel, like..." Lazlo shrugs his shoulder. "I don't know, he's just looks different the moment you join us."
After saying that, he eyed his friend like he has some sort of deep, deep thoughts he would like to share.
"Who? Tal?"
Lazlo just nods, giving certain answer to his friend.
"I don't see anything different. He's just like the usual Tal for me, but, sometimes he keeps bugging me on wrong time. I feel quite annoyed with him now." Snowe frowns. From the looks of his face, it is very certain that probably he feels irritated with Tal recently.
Lazlo laughs. "What kinds of bugging Tal do to you, anyway?"
Snowe looks at his friend with eyebrows knitted together, try to think of the answer. "Like, asking me if I want to accompany him in fishing when I wanted to go to bed, or," he seems try to remind something. "Oh, I remember!"
"What is it?" ask Lazlo curious.
"About two days ago, when he asks me to eat dinner together at Funghi's, he's even bring out flower from his pocket, saying that he doesn't know where else to keep it. Then, he puts the flower on a small vase in our table. I'm asking him why he puts the flower there, and why the heck there is a small vase on the first place. He looks surprise with my question. And then, he said there's nothing wrong with small decoration on our dining."
Snowe is on and on with his story. "Of course for me, there's something wrong! What is he thinking, like we are in some sort of date? He must be up to something!"
The blue-eyed one laughs again, but louder than before after hearing the ridiculous story. Poor, poor his dear friend Snowe...
"Have you asked Funghi?"
"Yes, but he said that he doesn't even know there is small vase there. All he knows that the tables are clear without any decoration." Snowe exhales in defeat.
"Hmm...I'm curious with that small vase." said Lazlo with finger on his chin. "Since we're bored here, how about we play some sort of detective game?"
"Play detective game?" Snowe gives Lazlo strange look. "Oh, you mean find the one that put the small vase on Funghi's shop table? For your information, that vase is still there. Funghi said the vase is beautiful, so he doesn't want to get rid of it."
"Alright then, this is getting interesting. Wouldn't you agree, Snowe?" smile Lazlo, getting excited with the brand new idea of doing some sort detective game. Then, he continues to finish his meat bun.
"Hmm...I guess it won't be hurt to try." he also agrees with the idea, then takes his glass of water again.
Lazlo just take a look at Snowe whom almost emptied his glass. Then, he smirks playfully. Poor, poor his dear friend Snowe...
He had no idea that Tal is actually trying to tell him that he likes with him. Of course, that man is using whenever methods he had in mind to chase after Snowe's attention, even the fool one. That vase, well, he knows very well who put it there. It is done by Keneth. Keneth always feel great desire in pairing Tal and Snowe up. Talk about as matchmaker between them.
Drap, drap, DRAP!
That sound seems clearer and clearer, until...
BRAAAKKKK!
"SIR TROY!"
Lazlo and Snowe almost choke on their snacks.
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Colton widens his eyes. In front of him, the young commander is laying on bed, in weak condition with eyes closed. He almost hurriedly goes to his side before Lino extend him arm to stops him.
"…" he glares at the king of Obel in front of him. Helmut realizes that his father is glaring at the man full of authority.
"Calm down, he's alright. You don't have to worry about him."
"If he's fine, why'd you bring him here?"
They are silent for a moment. Lino takes a glance at Lazlo, and he realizes that he is the one that must explain the whole situation to the Kooluk man about Troy's condition.
"Everything is fine now, Sir Colton. Our doctor has a great job in taking care of his wound."
"He is wounded?"
Lazlo nods.
"How…?"
"Well…"
He continues with the explanation about the havoc event that already happens. He explains about his one-on-one battle with Troy, before rescuing him. Then, he also says that Fort El-Eal is no more, because that place is already destroyed caused by gigantic explosive. He could see the older man is giving him surprised expression. It looks like he is still not confronted enough.
Lazlo goes to the side of the bed, welcoming Colton to take a look at the wounded man. "If you don't believe with what I say, you may check Sir Troy for yourself. Also, we can take you to Fort El-Eal again right now. But don't expect to find anything, because that place is completely collapse."
"…"
He is silent for a moment. Every single word that comes out from that young Island Liberation leader is no doubts were true. On his gleam of an eye when telling him this story, Colton finds him not lying at all. Then, it must be true.
The conclusion, Governer and Cray is probably already dead by now. What should he do next? He couldn't decide right away, with his condition being their prisoner. Not to mention Troy is also in here. His status as being their hostage is in high percentage. Situation is getting worse for them.
"Actually…" Lazlo continues. There is a slight expectancy on his way of saying these words. "We know your decision of rejecting us. But seeing this whole matter, I couldn't be happier if you could accept us to co-operate."
"You already know well that I will not joining you." said Colton to the young man. He doesn't even care with that King of Obel is staring at him while he is speaking with his son in such way.
"I know. But please, think wisely. We don't want any rivalry relation with you again. I just want to make peace with you, that's all."
Sensing his father's uneasiness, Helmut goes to Colton's side, touching his shoulder gently. His son gives the older man a reassured look so he could states his opinion with clear mind.
"I think…the wise choice to do is to wait for Sir Troy to wake up. Then, I will be able to decide what should I do."
Lazlo nods his head in agreement. Not to mention Lino also approve his decision. You could see both Snowe and Desmond quietly exhales in relieve, while Helmut smiles proudly.
Yes, he couldn't do anything but wait for Troy to wake up. No, no, Colton doesn't mind waiting for another couple of days for his commander to regain consciousness. He only has to make sure of himself, no matter what Troy decides, he must follow it.
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What do you think? Funny? Random? Weird?
Will I make Troy wakes up in next chapter? Hmm…decision, decision…
As always, reviews, follows, and favs is my favourite flavour! If you do, I'll let Snowe hugs you!
Snowe: What?! Why me?!
Ghinger: Because you haven't got your turn~.
Lazlo: Hahaha, take that.
Da svidaniya, and have a good day! :3