Never fear!
Chapter 6 is here!(In other words hello friend if you're still reading this :D)
This chapter has a more serious tone? To it (at least for the first part) so slight angst/night mare ahead (yes I know, this is humour and adventure, but every good story needs a bit)
If you don't want to read a nightmareish dream that could be slightly disturbing, feel free to skip the paragraph of text
Written like this
With that out of the way- onwards!
Kurt
His usual routine was over far too quickly for his liking, and he was back to the confines of his home before he realised it.
He knew he should sleep, but his time on Planet Doom had woken up some of his old habits.
Such as figeting.
When he had been younger sitting still for any period of time seemed impossible, unless of course he was perched in a tree or hidden in some shadows waiting for someone to walk by.
Over the years he had learnt to curb he instinct, and he thought himself over it now.
The fact he was currently pacing the ceiling was proof that old habits die hard.
Eventually, he forced himself to at least rest, though he found himself staring at the window for most of the night, itching to jump out and run.
Even so, his eyes began to close, and he was lost to the world.
The world around him felt foggy and grey, and he struggled to discern any solid objects.
"Hey Nightcrawler!" Parzival appeared from the fog, "Hey Nightcrawler!" He repeated, a wide grin stretched its way across his face till it split it in half. Kurt stumbled back disgusted as pixelated blood poured into the room, staining the fog grey.
He shut his eyes, and when he opened them he was on top of the stacks, except these weren't the homes that he knew.
Everything was tinged red, and spotlights swept back and forth
"Introducing the incredible Nightcrawler" a voice from nowhere boomed, a cheer from an invisible crowd started booming as the stacks began crumbling into pixels and coins.
On one of the furthest stacks he saw H, unsteadily balancing on the top of it before it too crumbled.
"H!" He yelled, teleporting to his friend.
The stacks disappeared and he found himself in an old fashioned village, surrounded by angry citizens who despite their old fashioned clothes wore IOI visors.
"Monster!" One of them screamed as they pushed towards him, "Kill him"
At the back of the crowd, just before they overwhelmed him, he caught a glimpse of H and Parzival.
Both being burnt by Sixers.
He woke early, quickly going about his morning routine in order to re-enter the OASIS as soon as possible, prove to himself that H and Parzival were okay.
He on the visor and gloves, and went in search of his friends, the nightmare still dancing it's way across him mind.
Parzival
H had told him about what had transpired on Planet Doom, and had he not shown him the recording he wouldn't have believed it.
H had a habit of recording his trips to Planet Doom, and though he saw it as relatively pointless he was glad his friend had kept the habit up.
Nightcrawler looked like he was going to be sliced in half when he simply disappeared, before reappeared barely a second later.
With curiosity eating away at them both, they made their way to central.
Nightcrawler was there, but the usual grin he had on was gone, and instead he was slouched, drained looking.
In that moment he looked twice their ages, and for the first time he wondered exactly how old their friend was.
"Hey Nightcrawler" he called out, and the avatar practically jumped.
Once he caught sight of them, he seemed relieved beyond measure, and the familiar grin returned to his face.
Even though it looked slightly strained.
"I think it's explanation time Blue" H said, "I have somewhere we can go if you're paranoid about being overheard"
"Ja okay" Nightcrawler nodded,
"And we expect a good explanation" he added, "because something tells me we're going to miss the races today" to that H rolled his eyes, and Nightcrawler chuckled weakly.
"I vill give you as good of an explanation az I can" Nightcrawler assured.
Kurt
You might just not believe it
He added silently as they walked.
If he told them about the teleporting he would have the chance to either tell them the whole truth, or keep it secret.
Then again, didn't he come to the OASIS not to explain what he looked like? He was under no obligation to give them an accurate picture of what he appeared to be in the real world.
After all he doubted H and Parzival looked as hey did outside of the OASIS.
H reached into his pocket and brought out a control, and pressing one of the buttons a portal appeared.
"After you" H sarcastically said to Parzival, gesturing towards the portal,
"No no no after you!" Parzival replies in equal humour.
He couldn't help but let out a small laugh at their antics, the ease at which they spoke to eachother hinted that this was a common occurrence.
Eventually Parzival went first, he followed and H last.
What they entered was a decent sized room, the red walls making him flinch slightly, but apart from that the atmosphere seemed relaxed.
"H bought this place a while ago" Parzival explained, throwing himself onto a couch laden with blankets, "and because of my esteemed status as H's best friend, I get to come here all the time"
"Yeah I'm starting to regret that" H grunted using a foot to tip the couch over and send Parzival faceplanting onto the carpet.
"I can't imagine vhy" he stated, earning him a light kick to the shin by the avatar in question.
Rightening the couch, H sat, and Parzival shifted so he could lean up against the side of the couch as well.
With a sigh, he sat down on the floor across from them.
"Zo I guess you vant ansvers?" He asked, already knowing the response he would get.
Both nodded.
"Zen get comfortable" he smiled weakly, "Ve may be here for a bit"
So he told them, about being chased after being caught stealing, being caught in a fire, learning he could teleport, his time in the circus, traveling.
He told them an abridged version of his life.
And by the end he felt like a dirty liar for not telling them the whole truth, changing the story to as not reveal his appearance.
He silently prayed that when, if, they ever found out, they would forgive him.
"That's impossible" Parzival said, waving his arms and one wacking into H's leg, "inside the OASIS sure but anywhere else" he shook his head.
"Zen how else vould you explain it?" He retorted,
"...let me get back to you on that" Parzival eventually answered, and H barked out a laugh.
"Let just hope the Sixers don't get wind of this" H eventually said, taking on a serious tone, "You really don't want IOI tailing you"
"Now zat mein friend" he laughed dryly,
"iz the understatement of ze century"
And that is chapter six over and done with, a bit filler-ish but oh well
The plot thickens guess?
Anyway, see y'all next time