Well, hope everyone liked the first chapter, psht. Expect this one to be filled with fluff... like snuggles the bear, except not evil...

Snuggles-don't look in your closet tonight, you'll spoil the surprise (Eyes glow red)

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samantha- . ;; was it that obvious? anyway, YAY you do get a cookie. It's in the mail as I type. Expect eight to five years delivery time, shipping and handling is not included, staleness is very possible. Anyway...Yes Artur did have a spider in his hair. Pour him, but he gets a break from her for a while!

Well yeah, it's backwards. Thunder hear my cry, strike the one before me. Lame, I know.

...Right, snuggles goes back into the closet . Anyway, for disclaimer look at chapter 1. I should probably be killed in a firey explosion or something after this o.o;;

Lute rushed back belowdeck, the haunting sight continuing to loom within her mind. A blank horizon, except for the ship which they had been cut off from, which was an ever shrinking blot on the ocean. As she reached the fighter, she poured a dose of the elixer into his open mouth. Ross was surrounded by a brilliant blue light, in which his the wound was healed, his flesh binding itself together once more, a small scar left from his encounter. Ross groaned groggily, rolling over. Lute watched him blankly, before muttering to herself, "I have read that two people will automatically grow closer when left together over time, or from saving one anothers life. Should I disprove this, or can I?"

Ross had woken up shortly after being healed. He looked around for the purple haired mage, but then noticed the bone walker still locked up. She wouldn't stay in here with it, or would she? As he walked out of the door, he was soon bowled over, "Out of my way sir Ross-son-of-Garcia-the-warrior, this is important." Lute said, hurridly pulling out a notebook, studying the entity in the brig. "Well you keep studying, I'll try to find us things to keep us alive!"

"I've already found them. In a book I read it showed layouts of ships such as these. Go down the hall, the galley and foodstore is the last door on the left. Kindly leave me now, master of rudeness."

As the sun rose into it's zenith, Ross walked out onto the deck. All he had with him were his axes, so he decided his first order of business was to raid the lockers. He was surprised to find that the ship had belonged to a group of pirates. He had discovered this from reading the captains log. Not being the strongest reader, Ross decided to flip to the last page and read from it.

Day 42 since landfall.

Crew and I have had several succesful raids, though a few have fallen ill. Strange fog floated in yesterday, but morale still high. Suddenly a bright light has appeared. Here is Bob... Bob...you need to get some food you do, wait. Those are bones! Bob has been transformed into a zombie! Oh well, he can take care of that stowaway in the brig, we'll just keep him there. I hope this doesn't happen to any of us.

Day 43 since landfall

It appears I am the last one unchanged. and, oh wait here I go, My feet are the first to go, and I have just sprouted wings and grown a long tongue...I think I shall be what is called a deathgoyle, hopefully, I can stay sane and fend the rest of the crew off with my short spear.

After raiding the rest of the lockers, Ross had amassed a number or axes, along with some of the corsairs clothes that would fit him. As he made his way back up onto the deck, the sun had begun to sink. He found Lute leaning on the rail, facing towards the sun. As Ross dropped the steel axe and few pairs of clothes onto the deck, he noticed she seemed to be shivering. "I-I-I wasn't prepared for this. There was nothing in my books about this." Lute said to Ross, as he headed towards him. "What happened?"

"...It can talk."

"What?"

"It can talk. The bonewalker communicated with me." she said, keeping her back to him. "He asked me to kill him. After I did, it... thanked me...I never thought these horrible monsters used to be actual people. I...wasn't prepared." she said turning around with tears in her eyes. She suddenly buried her face into his chest, an outburst akin to Neimi the archer instead of cool collected Lute. Ross could feel the blood rush to his cheeks as the mage let her sorrow out onto him.

It had taken a while for Lute to compose herself. She dealt with it by not discussing it at all, and refused to head below deck. "Lute, c'mon, it's too cold out here!" said Ross. "The sea breezes will kill you!"

"I know, I've read all about them." she replied, wrapping a blanket Ross had brought around her, trying to ward off the night breezes. "I won't go down there."

"Well, I won't let you stay out here and freeze by yourself, I'll stay with you." Ross said, settling down shivering. As they sat in silence an idea floated into Lutes mind, but she wouldn't dare suggest it, especially after what she had done that afternoon. Of course, it was either that, or going below deck. "...I've read about people huddling together for warmth when it is cold."

"It's better than sitting out here freezing." Ross said, as he scooted closer to Lute, wrapping his blanket around her also, wrapping her arms around him, as he did the same. An unfamilliar feeling jolted through Lute, along with a blush creeping onto her face, as she laid her head onto his shoulder, closing her eyes. Ross also found that he was blushing in the increasing darkness, as together they drove away the chills. Soon Lute was snoring contentedly, as Ross tried to stay awake as long as he could, before succumbing to slumber himself.

Eheheheheh, FLUFF. That last scene was what inspired the whole direction of this fic! w00t. It's a lot shorter compared to the last chapter too, but I just wanted to end it on that. Read and Review!

Snuggles-Or I'll be visiting you!