Notes: 3rd chapter of the day, I am on fire! Thanks for the views! Btw I am not rushing, I am just filled with the urge to write today. Sorry if it's a tad lengthy, I wanted to make up for the previous 2!

Chapter 4: Down,down,down

Willow was attempting to feed Wilson some pierogi while rubbing sweet honeycomb on his chest. She was obviously sulking about another Wendy joining the team. Abigail was a ghost, who could disappear and do all sorts of magic, but Willow had no time to think about that nonsense. Wilson did happen to have epidemic typhus and Willow was concerned, her Dad had died from this disease. Willow hid her distressed face from Wendy by pretending she wasn't done looking after Wilson.

"Willow?" Wendy asked

"What is it?" Willow said through gritted teeth.

"You seem troubled."

"Mmmhmm" Willow replied briefly

"Is something wrong?"

Willow stopped what she was doing, and turned to face Wendy. Wendy looked deadly serious, as always.

"It's just, my Dad kinda died from this so.." Willow stopped to wipe the tears forming out of the corners of her eyes "So..." Willow couldn't finish her sentence.

"My father died too." Wendy said.

"It's terrible, isn't it."

"Yes," the little girl said,looking far-off.

Willow turned back to Wilson and sighed, he wasn't responding to much, he was also really thirsty when he woke up. His usually groomed hair was thick with sweat and had a large bruise on his pale face where he had fallen when he fainted.

"Don't worry Willow" Wendy said from behind her "It'll be okay!"

Willow glanced at Wendy and Abigail, maybe they weren't too bad.

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"Honestly Miss Willow, all our honeycomb!" Wilson was definitely back to his former self. "And where did my lichen go!"

Willow and Wendy simultaneously tried to speak, making their words useless.

"Shut up!" Wilson shouted unexpectedly, his pasty face momentarily turning scarlet.

Wendy and Willow stopped speaking.

"We will go get more lichen." he said to them both.

"But you're sick!" Willow said, frustrated at his determined demeanor.

"Enough!" he said, looking in the chest for supplies.

He tossed a lantern at Willow, and a dragon pie into Wendy's little arms. He swung his tentacle spike like a baseball bat, almost smacking himself in the (now bearded) face.

"Be careful with that thing!" Willow said, taking it off him and holding it like a professional.

"Very well then, let's move!"

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Wilson approached the cave entrance and swung at the uneven rock plugging it up with his almost broken pickaxe. When it was beaten up enough, Wilson picked up the small pieces of rock and put them in his poorly sewn backpack. They were a bit hefty on Wilson's still aching back but that just couldn't be helped. Wilson peered down the curious hole and noticed it was a tube slide, just like the ones he slid down as a boy. He was about to jump in, his knees bent when,

"Wait!" Willow called.

"Yes, Miss Willow," he replied hastily, obviously apt to head into the caves.

"Are you sure your typhus is gone!"

Wilson did not reply, he just rolled his chestnut eyes and jumped in. Wendy followed suite, her flower almost falling out and Abigail trailing behind closely. Willow jumped in soon after.

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Wilson landed on his backside at the end of the slide, hitting the stone floor with a loud thump! Wendy and Abigail popped out with rapid speed and hit Wilson, knocking him over quite painfully. He harumphed when they giggled. Willow soon zipped out, unpleasantly landing on her face. She gained her composure hurriedly and clutched her scraped cheeks. She brought out her backpack and applied some spare healing salve, wincing in pain as it stung her grazes. Wilson rushed over to help.

"I'm fine!" she insisted.

"Alright, let's go" Wilson requested, looking at his map closely.

"What is that!" Wendy asked Abigail. Abigail whispered something in her ear. "A slurtle! It is mindlessly chasing rocks!" she recoiled.

Wilson glanced up from his map. A strange snail, about as big as him, was mindlessly searching for and eating rocks.

"I want to blow it up." Willow declared, disgusted.

All of a sudden, it began chewing at Wendy's dress. She screamed loudly and beckoned Abigail to come kill it. Abigail made quick work of it and it was motionless in a few seconds. Wilson began inspecting it's carcass for anything useful. He found some peculiar slime and broke off a bit of shell. They headed off, still searching for lichen.

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Soon they located some lichen and pulled it from the root. Everything was needed. They located some bananas to eat and headed off, back home.

As they were arriving at the base, Wilson stopped Willow.

"Thank you." he said out of nowhere.

"For what?"

"For looking after me when-"

A tall spider pounced on Willow and pinned her to the floor.

"Rawr!" it said.

Did it just say roar?.