Here's Chapter 11 Enjoy!
Chapter 11.
"Where in the World is it? puck it!" Wing thought as he still searched high and low for his most private possession later on that night after the group had gotten a bite to eat and spent some time watching some television together. Nosedive peeked inside their shared room feeling really bad about the whole situation. Never in his years had he felt guilty. Clearing his throat to get his older brother's attention, with the white mallard turning his head towards him, he wanted so badly was to tell him the truth, but no matter how many times he tried to form the sentences in his head, he just couldn't find the words to come out of his mouth.
The young blonde duckling soon found himself in the kitchen making a cup of hot chocolate hoping that would make him feel better. As he was putting the cocoa mix into the cup, Tanya soon came out into the open wearing a long sleeve nightgown and fluffy slippers yawning the biggest yawn that she could muster. Upon seeing the youngest team member, she soon found herself walking towards him getting a second cup out and imitating his motives.
"You didn't tell him did you?" She asked as he slowly shook his head feeling her warm hand on his shoulder as well as her fingers playing in the locks of his golden blonde hair getting out a saucepan and the milk to pour it in thus turning on the stove to let it heat up as they soon sat down together.
"I just feel so bad for him. If I wasn't so blind on revenge, none of this wouldn't be happening right now. I've never seen him so distressed since Canard told him that he was to be the new team leader right before he had given up his life to save us." Tanya nodded as she let him ramble on not once interrupting him or letting him know that he was wrong from the start. Unlike Mallory, Tanya had full patience and just like Grin, she was never judgemental about anything or anybody.
"Well Nosedive, just let me ask you one question, why do you think that journal is so important to Wildwing anyway?" She asked as he thought real hard knowing that Wing had never told him the backstory behind it but knew how much the team captain loved to write.
"When we were still living on Puckworld, Wing was a master in English in school even from the time when he was in Kindergarten. He loved to read a lot of books back then and still does to this day. No matter what type of English test he would take, he would always ace it with flying colors; heck, he was even on the Honor Roll for crying out loud! He always said that one day, he was going to grow up to become a journalalist writing all types of stories. Then, as you know, the War started as well as the Work Camps too. I guess you can say that writing has always been his favorite hobby so far.
Tanya nodded her head taking a sip of the hot chocolatey flavor of her beverage. "I see. Perhaps, and this is just my opi-opi...thoughts, I think the only reason why he uses a journal is because he can uh express himself without having to feel judged by anybody he meets or comes across with; he still feels like he can never be a good leader to carry on the role no matter how many times we keep telling him that he is a great leader-a little bit better than Canard himself. That's why he rather put his thoughts down in the book to let himself be out and reveal all that he wants no matter what type of emo-emo...feeling he's having and doesn't want to share it with us."
Nosedive thought for a moment pondering over the other blonde's words in his mind. "But why hide it from me? I thought he would feel comfortable if we would talk it out at times."
"Like I said to you before Dive, there are just some things that we don't need to reveal all the time; it' Wildwing's journal, so just let him think out his thoughts in his own way, but that doesn't mean that he doesn't want to talk to you; he feels that you might judge him for who he is. Prime example, about him being gay."
"We had already talked about that part and I'm fine with it, so that has been out of the way." Tanya nodded. "But I just wish he wasn't so afraid about it."
"Deep down, he feels like he will be neglected so he tries very hard in order for it to not get in the way of what we're doing; go easy on him; I'm sure he will find the right time to tell all of us."
Dive nodded once again. "I guess you're right. Thanks Tawny, you always know what to say." Smiling, the tech supporter soon gave him a warm motherly hug patting him on the back.
"Now, off to bed for you. You know we have that big game tomorrow night so we want to be fully prepared."
"Yes mom." The two friends laughed and waved each-other goodnight.
