And here is chapter 4 of this story. I'm actually a little surprised that some of you still don't trust Weather :P But that's a good thing...sort of...When I read stories, I usually say whether or not I trust an OC or not. Then they either turn out good or bad at the end. It just makes the story more appealing to the readers in my opinion. Anyway, you're just gonna have to keep reading to find out what happens ;) ENJOY!

Also, I love Sylvia so don't think that I'm making her out to be the bad guy in this chapter.

Chapter 4: Wander Gone Missing

The previous night

"Yeah, it's gotta be nice being able to travel the universe and see whats out there..." Weather slumped in her seat a little as she spoke. Wander frowned and reached for her paw from beneath the table they were seated at. He rubbed Weather's hand soothingly earning him a sweet little smile. Sylvia caught glimpse of this and grunted.

Hearing the disgruntled noise, Wander glanced over at his 'sister' and tilted his head. "Are you okay, Syl?"

Sylvia looked over at Wander with her arms folded across the table. "Yeah. I'm fine. Why?" She returned in a rushed tone. Wander shrugged a bit; not breaking eye contact with her. "Well, you've been real quiet tonight. Just wanna know why. You know me." He ended with a chuckle. Sylvia gave him a sarcastic looking smile and squinted her eyes. "Yeah." She laughed out; flashing Weather a glare. Weather sat her drink back on the table with a small THUNK.

"Alright, Sylvia. Whats your problem?"

The blue steed snorted. "What are you talking about, Weather. I blinked." The change in her tone was drastic. And not in the good way. Wander gave Sylvia an unapproving look. Sylvia brushed it off and continued her spat with Weather. "Why are you so mean to me?" Weather croaked out while on the brink of crying. Sylvia stood from her seat and slammed her hands on the table. "Why are you so annoying? And I know that you're just using Wander."

Weather stood as well and, like Sylvia had previously done, slammed her paws on the wooden surface. "I'm not using him! I love him!"

"Uh-huh. And I love bad guys."

"You don't have to be so mean to anyone you don't like you know."

"Say I'm mean one. More. Time."

Weather shrunk a little bit at Sylvia's threatening tone. Wander stood and tried to reason with the two. "Come on lady's, not now. We were having such a good time an-" He was cut off mid sentence by Sylvia. "WE!? No we weren't! I was having a good time until little miss boo-hoo over there was complaining about how boring and lifeless it is here without you! Even though we all know that she's just trying to use you."

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Wander shouted to the top of his lungs startling both Sylvia and Weather. He never had an outburst like that. But when he got annoyed, he sure didn't hesitate on expressing his feelings. "I'm sick and tired of you two bickering all the gosh darn time! Every day since we came back you two have done nothing but be mean, rude, nasty, and a million other awful things to each other! Sylvia, you have no right on accusing Weather for something that she didn't, nor will ever, do!"

Weather was about to smile until Wander turned to her. "And you! You need to stop adding fuel to the fire! If she's being rude then just walk away or something! I'm done with the both of you! And until you two learn how to get along then I'm not gonna speak to either one of you! Now goodnight." With that, Wander got on his feet and walked away.

Within a second, Weather got up from the table and followed him until the were standing next to each other. Just as she was about to say she was sorry, Wander, without looking, placed his finger to her lips and shushed her.

The next morning

Sylvia woke to the sun glaring in her eyes through the curtains in her room. She groaned before deciding to actually get up off the ground and stretch; letting a loud yawn fill her room. When she was wide awake, she got ready and left her room to roam the halls until she reached Wanders room.

Unlike the previous couple mornings, Wander's room seemed quiet. Too quiet for the pair that inhabited it, anyway. Sylvia knocked on the door but received no response from the other side. She knocked a second time. This one was louder than the first. Still no answer. She gritted her teeth and clenched her fist as she pounded on the door. Still getting absolutely no response whatsoever, she slammed her fist onto the wooden door hopefully one more time. "Wander! I know you're in there!" She yelled in an almost raged state.

No response.

Right as she was about to kick the door in, it opened and reviled a disheveled and frantic looking Weather. Sylvia stared at her blankly for a moment. "Where's Wander?" She jumped slightly when the car gave off a hopeless cry and flea down the stairs. "He's gone! I don't know what happened but Wander's GONE!"

Sylvia's eyes widened in fear. "What do you mean GONE?"

Weather was about to speak when Sylvia cut her off. "Or did you DO something to him?" Her accusing tone made Weather gasp in hurt. "Are you serious? Sylvia, I'm telling you the truth!" She exclaimed incredulously. That was when Sylvia lifted the blond furred cat up to eye level; glaring right into her deep blue eyes. Fear stuck Weather like a brick to the face when her eyes locked with Sylvia's raging ones. "I'm only gonna ask this once," She seethed through gritted teeth. "Where. Is. Wander?"

The feline, with wide eyes brimming with tears, stared at Sylvia. "I-I really don't-don't know. One minute we were lying in bed together and the next he's gone."

Her explanation didn't seem to faze Sylvia. She didn't believe a word that was spoken by Weather and never did in the time that they've known each other. To Sylvia, Weather was a lying, backstabbing cretin and could care less if the cat was dead or alive. There was one hundred percent no doubt that she despised Weather and made sure that it was more than clear to Wander how she felt about his so called 'girlfriend'. In other words, she hates Weather with a fiery passion.

"Listen up, Weather. I want to know where Wander is RIGHT NOW!"

"And I told you I. Don't. KNOW! Gob! Why don't you believe me!? You never did! I know you hate my guts! And I know you won't believe me, but when Wander and I met, all I wanted to do was impress you! And did you not hear what Wander said last night?! I'm telling you he probably ran away because of us!"

Letting the felines words soak in, Sylvia reluctantly sat her back on the ground and crossed her arms. She waited a moment before speaking. "Then what do you suppose we do?" She asked. Weather dusted herself off and looked up at Sylvia. "We look for him. We don't have to call a truce or anything. But when we find him, we can't argue in front of the poor guy. He's already had enough of the both of us and if we do something stupid when he's around then he might go off the deep end. And this time he'll make sure that he sticks to his promise."

Sylvia took a minute to go over the option that was put on the table by Weather.

If anyone else were to go missing, Sylvia would much rather kill herself then go find them with Weather. But this was Wander they were talking about. Her best friend/'brother'. The only reason why she's probably alive today. And if that meant she would have to look for him with Weather, the one and only person in the galaxy that she despised, then so be it.

"Fine, but we better find him quick."

Sooooo...I'm not the best at ending chapters. I don't know why but I've never been. Anyway, thank you for reading :)