Wow. It's been a long time and I was in a big funk. I'm not too sure what
to do with this story, but I'm trying to keep it going! Have no fear,
Foodons is here! I will get it going soon enough. Thanks to those who
have reviewed.
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Albert's POV
My feet are moving as fast as they can go. I am desperate to find Kayla and speak to her. What I don't understand is why she's so sad. Her eyes have lost their gleam and joy, which makes me wonder. Then there's the fact that I haven't even heard one word about Chase. I would have thought that there would be some sign leading to him, like his loud mouth. Pie-tin looked confused, Kayla sad and Chase no where to be seen, something is definitely up and I intend to find out.
As I run, I pass many people and different types of rooms. Most are kitchens and battle arenas for training, but I know Kayla is rarely near a battle. Shortly, I come to a long hallway with many doors on either side. I highly doubt she would be in one, since Kayla never liked being inside. I quickly pass through the hall, but I suddenly am running directly for a figure, which has stepped out of a room. Before I can stop myself, I go flying over them and onto the floor. With a loud moan, I sit upright and look behind me, "Sorry, I didn't see you-" I cut myself off, realizing who I am staring at, "Omelet?! Fried Ricer??!" I nearly shouted.
"Omelet!"[Albert!] The cat-type Foodon exclaims and barrels into my arms. I wrap my arms unsurely around it as I watch Fried Ricer stand. He hasn't changed at all, if maybe fiercer.
"Hey there Fried Ricer, how ya been?" I hear myself ask, still sitting.
"Fried Ricer."[Fine, thank you.] He nods his head, or at least, what I think is his head. A thought clicks in; if Fried Ricer is here, then Chase is nearby. I suddenly feel like I'm torn in two between finding Kayla and meeting Chase. I should see Chase since he's my friend but Kayla was first on my list.
"So do you know where Kayla might be?" I ask curiously, now pushing off the ground to tower over the Foodon.
He nods, "Fried Ricer."[Come with me.] He begins to continue down the hall and I silently follow with Omelet in my arms. He leads me to a big metal door and opens it with a loud creak. Inside is a ladder, which he begins to climb. I'm beginning to wonder if he knows where he's going, but I make no complaints and climb up after him. It seems like a really long climb and after a while, I reach a point when I'm going to shout in protest when I notice Fried Ricer stopping his accent.
Suddenly, the tunnel is filled with light and humid air. He climbs out and waits for me to follow before closing it with a loud slam and covering it up again. I look around and notice we're in a jungle. I remember this place from when I was walking to the main entrance. This must be an emergency escape route, but why would Kayla come to the jungle? Fried Ricer begins to move through the thick leaves and I have to run to catch up. We walk in silence, before I speak what's on my mind, "How do you know she's out here?"
"Fried Ricer."[She comes out here often.] Is his solemn response. I decide not to speak anymore; something must be troubling Fried Ricer to be so worried and I have a bad feeling it has to do with Kayla. We cut through the jungle and soon, we are on a beach. It's a very beautiful sight, one that I could marvel at for hours if I wasn't looking for Kayla.
Suddenly, Omelet struggles out of my arms and begins hopping towards something, "Omelet!!"[Kayla!!] She cries in alarm. I look ahead to see a figure lying half out of the water, head resting in the sand. But it's no ordinary figure, it's Kayla. Before I know what's going on, my feet are pushing against the sand and I'm running towards her. Fried Ricer is one step behind me, but not by much. Omelet reaches her first and I can see her desperately nudging the girl awake. In moments, I fall to my knees beside Kayla and take her into my arms with Fried Ricer kneeling next to me. She's soaking, but not cold and I frantically search for a pulse. With a sigh of relief, I find one. It's slow and steady, almost like she's sleeping. Still, I don't know for sure, and I need to see her awake to calm my fears, "Kayla? Kayla, wake up! Onegai!" I plead, shaking her slightly.
Then, a miracle happens. Her chocolate eyes flutter open and she tries to focus her gaze on me, "Albert?" Her soft, groggy voice asks.
Kayla's POV
I'm in a dark room, there's nothing but black, and yet, it's so soothing to me. There are no troubles or worries bothering me here, I can just rest. But suddenly, I hear a voice. Someone's calling to me, "Kayla.." I hear it and slowly, my dark abode shatters into colors, "Kayla, wake up! Onegai!" It sounds so scared and fearful that I'm forced to open my eyes to see who's so worried about me. I see a blur before my eyes.
Wait, there's a mop of sandy hair and I can make out two blue eyes that are filled with concern. I try to make out more but it's no use. Somehow, those eyes and hair are familiar and one word comes to mind. The one word I can voice, "Albert?"
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Hmmmm. Another chapter done!!! Don't worry, I'll update sooner than before (for those who care) and I'll stop using POV's. I just needed to get the emotions across.
TBC
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Albert's POV
My feet are moving as fast as they can go. I am desperate to find Kayla and speak to her. What I don't understand is why she's so sad. Her eyes have lost their gleam and joy, which makes me wonder. Then there's the fact that I haven't even heard one word about Chase. I would have thought that there would be some sign leading to him, like his loud mouth. Pie-tin looked confused, Kayla sad and Chase no where to be seen, something is definitely up and I intend to find out.
As I run, I pass many people and different types of rooms. Most are kitchens and battle arenas for training, but I know Kayla is rarely near a battle. Shortly, I come to a long hallway with many doors on either side. I highly doubt she would be in one, since Kayla never liked being inside. I quickly pass through the hall, but I suddenly am running directly for a figure, which has stepped out of a room. Before I can stop myself, I go flying over them and onto the floor. With a loud moan, I sit upright and look behind me, "Sorry, I didn't see you-" I cut myself off, realizing who I am staring at, "Omelet?! Fried Ricer??!" I nearly shouted.
"Omelet!"[Albert!] The cat-type Foodon exclaims and barrels into my arms. I wrap my arms unsurely around it as I watch Fried Ricer stand. He hasn't changed at all, if maybe fiercer.
"Hey there Fried Ricer, how ya been?" I hear myself ask, still sitting.
"Fried Ricer."[Fine, thank you.] He nods his head, or at least, what I think is his head. A thought clicks in; if Fried Ricer is here, then Chase is nearby. I suddenly feel like I'm torn in two between finding Kayla and meeting Chase. I should see Chase since he's my friend but Kayla was first on my list.
"So do you know where Kayla might be?" I ask curiously, now pushing off the ground to tower over the Foodon.
He nods, "Fried Ricer."[Come with me.] He begins to continue down the hall and I silently follow with Omelet in my arms. He leads me to a big metal door and opens it with a loud creak. Inside is a ladder, which he begins to climb. I'm beginning to wonder if he knows where he's going, but I make no complaints and climb up after him. It seems like a really long climb and after a while, I reach a point when I'm going to shout in protest when I notice Fried Ricer stopping his accent.
Suddenly, the tunnel is filled with light and humid air. He climbs out and waits for me to follow before closing it with a loud slam and covering it up again. I look around and notice we're in a jungle. I remember this place from when I was walking to the main entrance. This must be an emergency escape route, but why would Kayla come to the jungle? Fried Ricer begins to move through the thick leaves and I have to run to catch up. We walk in silence, before I speak what's on my mind, "How do you know she's out here?"
"Fried Ricer."[She comes out here often.] Is his solemn response. I decide not to speak anymore; something must be troubling Fried Ricer to be so worried and I have a bad feeling it has to do with Kayla. We cut through the jungle and soon, we are on a beach. It's a very beautiful sight, one that I could marvel at for hours if I wasn't looking for Kayla.
Suddenly, Omelet struggles out of my arms and begins hopping towards something, "Omelet!!"[Kayla!!] She cries in alarm. I look ahead to see a figure lying half out of the water, head resting in the sand. But it's no ordinary figure, it's Kayla. Before I know what's going on, my feet are pushing against the sand and I'm running towards her. Fried Ricer is one step behind me, but not by much. Omelet reaches her first and I can see her desperately nudging the girl awake. In moments, I fall to my knees beside Kayla and take her into my arms with Fried Ricer kneeling next to me. She's soaking, but not cold and I frantically search for a pulse. With a sigh of relief, I find one. It's slow and steady, almost like she's sleeping. Still, I don't know for sure, and I need to see her awake to calm my fears, "Kayla? Kayla, wake up! Onegai!" I plead, shaking her slightly.
Then, a miracle happens. Her chocolate eyes flutter open and she tries to focus her gaze on me, "Albert?" Her soft, groggy voice asks.
Kayla's POV
I'm in a dark room, there's nothing but black, and yet, it's so soothing to me. There are no troubles or worries bothering me here, I can just rest. But suddenly, I hear a voice. Someone's calling to me, "Kayla.." I hear it and slowly, my dark abode shatters into colors, "Kayla, wake up! Onegai!" It sounds so scared and fearful that I'm forced to open my eyes to see who's so worried about me. I see a blur before my eyes.
Wait, there's a mop of sandy hair and I can make out two blue eyes that are filled with concern. I try to make out more but it's no use. Somehow, those eyes and hair are familiar and one word comes to mind. The one word I can voice, "Albert?"
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Hmmmm. Another chapter done!!! Don't worry, I'll update sooner than before (for those who care) and I'll stop using POV's. I just needed to get the emotions across.
TBC
