Venturing into the Life of Freeze Blade

"He's got some moves!" Knight Light whispered to Freeze Blade as the seven skylanders gathered around Rattle Shake, who was trying to show the ice cat that he was superior to him in dancing in the living room.

"Ha!" the ice cat scoffed. "To dance, you actually need legs! I'll show him how it's done."

Rattle Shake slithered over to him and challenged, "How about that, kitty cat? Let's see what you've got."

"GO FREEZE BLADE!" Chompy Mage hollered from the side.

The water swapper started breakdancing on the floor, spiralling madly in different directions.

"Pff, big deal. He can spin," Rattle Shake huffed.

"GO FREEZE BLAAAAAADDDDDEEEEE!" King Pen squawked.

"Just hurry up and finish so I can go to bed," Spy Rise muttered edgily.

Just then, Wash Buckler walked into the room to see his team gathered around the ice cat.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" he shrieked, shoving past Dr Krankcase and Chompy Mage to see a moonwalking Freeze Blade. "MOONWALKING?!" he hurled himself at the ice cat and tackled him to the ground.

"Hey!" Freeze Blade yelped. "What are you doing?! GET OFF ME!"

"Innocent children like you should NEVER be dancing like that!" the mermasquid said. "Don't you know that moonwalking is dangerous? You could walk into someone who's evil without even knowing it."

"Okay, okay," Freeze Blade murmured, pushing Wash Buckler off of him and picking himself up off the carpet. "First of all, I am NOT a child. And second of all, no one here is evil."

"HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?!" the leader eyed the others suspiciously.

"I'm pretty sure you are a kid, right?" Knight Light said to the ice cat.

"NO! I AM NOT A CHILD!"

"Well you certainly look like one," Dr Krankcase noted.

"And it doesn't even sound like you've had a voice crack," Chompy Mage added.

"WELL THAT DOESN'T MATTER!" Freeze Blade retorted. "Because I am an adult!"

"Sure," Spy Rise murmured to Knight Light beside him.

"Listen to your adults, Freeze Blade," Wash Buckler said to the ice cat.

The cat growled and stalked off down the corridor.

"How many times do you have to lose Puppet over the side of a skyship?!" Dr Krankcase snapped at Chompy Mage as the team stood on the deck of Wash Buckler's soaring skyship.

"He is very slippery!" the mage reasoned.

"I can go get him real quick," Freeze Blade offered. "You won't even notice I'm gone."

"That won't be necessary, Freeze Blade," Krankcase told him, stooping down to the ice cat's level. "I couldn't possible ask that of a child. I'll get Rattle shake to go fetch Puppet."

"FOR THE LOVE OF EON, I AM NOT A-"

"No talking back!" Chompy Mage silenced. "Now run along, young man."

Scowling furiously, the ice cat skated off.

"HA!" the ice cat boasted. "I WON!"

Rattle Shake huffed and slapped his pile of cards off the table.

"Now, Freeze Blade," Knight Light said sternly. "That's no way to treat your friends."

"But-!"

"No buts!" the trap master said. "Now apologise to Rattle Shake for your behaviour, Mister."

Freeze Blade felt like raking the feathers off of the light skylander's wings, but he knew better.

"Sorry," Freeze Blade huffed angrily, his ears flattened to his head.

"It's okay, Freeze Blade," Rattle Shake replied smugly, smirking at the cat.

"Good lad," Knight Light petted the ice cat on the head, then strode off towards the kitchen.

Freeze Blade was angry. He was never respected as an equal with the other teammates. Even Rattle Shake got more of a voice than he did. He sat slouched on the couch, with his supposed 'beloved' team next to him.

They were all watching a Skylander Academy marathon.

"Is this too scary for you, Freeze Blade?" Wash Buckler asked the ice cat as they watched a battle scene.

"I'm fine," the ice cat growled.

"You sure it won't give you nightmares?" Knight Light questioned him.

"I said, I'M FINE!" Freeze Blade hissed at him fiercely, then sighed heavily, "You know what? I'm just gonna go to bed."

"Alright, have a good sleep, Mister," Dr Krankcase called after him as he skated towards the doorway.

The ice cat let out one more furious hiss at the doctor, before leaving to the corridor towards his bedroom.

"I'll be right back," Rattle Shake said.

"Alright," Wash Buckler said casually, not turning his gaze from the TV. "We're not pausing it for you."

With that, the serpent slithered over to the corridor behind Freeze Blade.

"What do you want, Rattle Shake?" Freeze Blade growled from under the covers of his bed. He reached out and switched on the light.

"You just seem down lately," the serpent said slithering over to him.

"What? Really? Nah, I'm good."

Rattle Shake narrowed his eyes into slits at the heap of blankets, "If anyone can tell when something's wrong, it's me."

Freeze Blade groaned, throwing the blanket pile off of him. "Have you noticed that the team always seems to look down on me?"

"Well, yeah," the snake said.

"Are they just trying to get on my nerves, or are they actually genuine?" the ice cat asked him.

"I'm pretty sure Wash Buckler is the only one who's serious about it," Rattle Shake assured him. "The others are just messing around as they always do. You know them."

"Yeah," Freeze Blade said. "I just wish Wash Buckler would just accept them I'm not a child. If a therapist can't help him, than would can?" he slumped back into his bed.

"To be honest, I don't think there's anything much that's gonna stop Wash Buckler from being Wash Buckler."

Freeze Blade groaned.

"But trust me on this. I see you as an equal, and so do the other six," the serpent told him.

"Wow, I didn't know you, of all people, could be sincere like this," Freeze Blade teased.

"Yeah, this feels really weird," the snake admitted. "But anyway, maybe you could prove your worth to Wash Buckler."

"Oh yeah? How?" the ice cat sat up, a speck of desperate hope glimmering in his eyes.

"Take charge sometimes! Take a stand!" Rattle Shake encouraged. "Be mature!"

Freeze Blade nodded, "You might have a point. If I can show Wash Buckler that I am just as responsible as any adult, maybe he would respect me more."

"You never know until you try," his friend said, heading for the door. "Now, I'm missing out on Skylander Academy, so I better get going."

"See you in the morning."

The next day, Dr Krankcase was the first to enter the living room. He glanced over at the kitchen, expecting Knight Light already up. But instead, what the doctor saw was chaos.

Freeze Blade had eight bowls on the bench, with what looked to be clumps of burnt dirt in them.

"GAH!" the sensei yelled. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

"I'm being a responsible adult, and making breakfast for everyone!" Freeze Blade declared proudly.

"And what is THAT supposed to be?!" the doctor demanded, eyeing the black slop that lay before him.

"Cereal," the ice cat told him.

"WHAT?! BUT THAT'S NOT- YOU DON'T-UGH!" the doctor shrieked. "I AM NOT EATING THAT ABOMINATION!" then, suddenly he fainted, falling face-first onto the floor in front of the bench.

"What happened to him?" Spy Rise questioned from the corner of the room, making Freeze Blade flinch.

"He was just gazing in awe at my masterpiece," the ice cat showed off. "Because everyone knows that I am mature enough to cook eight delicious bowls of cereal."

"Wait, you COOKED THE CEREAL?" the spyder shouted.

Freeze Blade nodded, "And the bowls. Why?"

"You don't cook cereal!" Spy Rise roared at him. "I can just tell you now, NO ONE is going to eat that for breakfast."

The cat groaned, "But I spent ages on perfecting it!"

"Just leave the food to Knight Light, young man," the spyder said to him.

Freeze Blade's fur bristled, "I'm not that much younger than you, Spy Rise!"

"What have we said about talking back?" said the spyder, a teasing tone to his voice.

"Hey King Pen," Chompy Mage said to the penguin as they crossed paths in the hallway. "Krankcase and I have to go buy milk for Freeze Blade and Rattle Shake's milk drinking competition later on. And it's Chompy Puppet's bath time."

"I CAN DO IT!" Freeze Blade skidded to a halt beside them and shouldered his way in front of King Pen.

"You…?" the mage eyes him suspiciously. "Can I really trust a child with my beloved Puppet?"

Freeze Blade's ear twitched in annoyance, but he replied cheerily, "He'll be in good hands- paws… things!"

"Fine," Chompy nodded, handing over his puppet to the ice cat. "But if anything goes wrong Freeze Blade, I swear I will-"

"Yeah, yeah. Don't worry about it Chompy," Freeze Blade assured him. "Just go buy that milk. Puppet will be shimmering before you get back, thanks to my adult-like responsibility."

The mage shrugged, and wandered off to find Dr Krankcase.

Freeze Blade swerved into the bathroom and slammed the door shut behind him. He turned the tap on in the sink, since Puppet was too small for the bathtub.

Just minutes later, Freeze Blade stepped out from the bathroom, feeling accomplished, with Puppet secured on his hand.

Soon, Chompy Mage arrived back home with the doctor.

"Hey, Freeze Blade! How's- WHAT IN SKYLANDS HAVE YOU DONE TO MY PUPPET?!" the mage shrieked, seizing his companion from the ice cat and looking it all over.

"W-what do you mean?" the ice cat asked nervously. "I just cleaned him!"

"WITH WHAT SOAP?!" the mage and Krankcase yelled at him together.

"The blue one…?"

Krankcase face-palmed.

"YOU DO NOT USE THE BLUE SOAP ON MY PUPPET!" Chompy shouted furiously. "IT MAKES HIM SMELL LIKE TUNA SALAD!" he added darkly, "And you know how I feel about tuna salad…"

Dr Krankcase shuddered thinking about it, then said to the cat, "You've really done it this time, Mister."

"I AM NOT A CHILD!" Freeze Blade hissed furiously at him.

"I know," he laughed. "But it's just so fun to tease you about it!"

The ice cat swivelled around sharply and dashed away from the mage and doctor angrily.

"Well, at least you tried," Rattle Shake shrugged as he sat beside Freeze Blade on the couch later that day. "It's like King Pen says, "'If at first you don't succeed, give up,'" he sighed. "That guy is really good with advice."

"So that's it?" Freeze Blade said gloomily. "It's over? No one's going to respect as their equal?"

The serpent looked thoughtful, then opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, the team burst through the doorway with bottles and bottles of milk in their arms.

"TIME TO FIND OUT WHO THE REIGNING MILK-DRINKING CHAMPION WILL BE!" Wash Buckler announced loudly. "FROM THE FIRST SIDE, WE HAVE FREEZE BLADE, WHO HAS YET TO DEFEAT HIS OPPONENT IN ANYTHING SO FAR! ON THE OTHER SIDE, THERE'S RATTLE SHAKE, THE CURRENT REIGNING CHAMPION!"

Rattle Shake glanced over at Freeze Blade, "Do you want to…?"

"Well, duh!" the ice cat leapt up from his seat. "Get ready to finally meet your match, Shake."

"Don't think it'll be that easy," the serpent hissed back.

The other six skylanders positioned the milk bottles on the table and the ice cat and the serpent stood on opposite sides.

"The rules are simple," Wash Buckler called out. "When I give the signal, you run to the table and drink your portion of the milk bottles as fast as you can. Got it?"

They nodded.

Wash Buckler raised his bubble gun in the air, "On your marks."

They braced themselves to run.

"Get set."

They narrowed their eyes determinedly.

"GOOOO!"

They charged.

As they furiously gulped down gallons and gallons of milk in mere moments, Freeze Blade couldn't help feeling appreciated as the team cheered him and Rattle Shake on. Sure, he was mistreated from time to time, but for once, he felt as a part of the team as any of the others. He was finally seen as an equal.

And then Rattle Shake won the competition.

The End.

Written by Uni.