Hello, and I'm back with another chapter of The New Universal.

I don't own the Companion Quartet.

Enjoy!

Col was woken up by Dr. Brock shaking him awake.

"I'm up, I'm up," Col yawned, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.

"The Universal is currently doing something, but it's probably best if you guys visit her now," Isaac said, poking out from behind Dr. Brock. "So let's get going."

"Ok," Col said, standing up. "I'm going to change first, though." He grabbed a pair of jeans and a t-shirt from his backpack, then he walked over to the bathroom.

Meanwhile…

"Argh!" Abby said, falling back onto her bed. "No ideas whatsoever!"

"Come on, Abby, it's alright," Connie said, trying to calm her companion down.

"The showcase is in two weeks!" Abby groaned. "And what if the editor doesn't like my work?!"

Connie sighed. The showcase that Abby was talking about was for the writing program. A world-class famous editor was going to come and read the summaries of the books, look at the covers, then decide if they were worth his time to read. If he liked them, he would get them published, so each student was required to showcase three books.

"I still don't see why you're convinced you have to write three entire new books," Connie said, looking at Abby's pin board on the wall, where she had pinned up the titles of every book she had written and was writing-none of them published yet. "Seriously, you should just use Dragon Princess, World War Kid, and The Forgotten Girl." (A/N: These are actual titles of books that I've written, and I'm trying to get them published! Here's to hoping…)

"But I wrote those a while ago!" Abby protested. "He wouldn't like those!"

Connie sighed again. "Seriously, Abby. If he doesn't like those, then he can leave. Those three are really good."

"But-" Abby started.

"Do you really want to show off something that isn't you?" Connie interrupted. "Something you wrote that has no special feelings behind it?"

Abby sighed, then let out a frustrated scream, lying on her back. "I don't know!"

"I can draw the covers, but if you don't have any special connection with what you're writing, then you're on your own," Connie said.

"But-" Abby started just as there was a knock on the door. Abby and Connie looked at the door.

"Come in!" Connie said.

Isaac walked in, while Dr. Brock, Col, and Rat stayed outside.

"Oh, hi, Isaac," Abby said.

"Hello, Abby," Isaac said, then looked at her computer. "Doing some writing?"

"Someone thinks that her stories aren't already good enough," Connie said, which surprised the three out in the hallway, and they peeked into the room as Isaac sighed.

"Abby, you know that your stories are perfectly fine," Isaac said.

"But what if the editor doesn't like them?" Abby asked. "My writing career could be over before it begins!"

"If he doesn't like your stories, he can shove a stick up his butt," Isaac said. "But, for now, you have visitors."

Abby sat up as Col, Rat, and Dr. Brock walked into the room, but they were looking directly at Connie, who stood up, instantly on guard.

"Abby, Luna, this is Dr. Brock, Col, and Rat, from England," Isaac said, completely unaware of the staredown, and Abby was just confused as to why Connie was on edge. Isaac looked at Dr. Brock, Col, and Rat. "This is Abby, our universal, and Luna, her companion."

"Her name isn't Luna," Col said.

"What?" Isaac said, clearly confused.

"Why are you here?" Connie asked, clearly on edge and ready to fight.

"What's going on?" Isaac asked.

"Connie," Dr. Brock said.

"That's not my name anymore," Connie snapped. "It's Luna."

"Look, we're sorry, ok?" Col asked, taking a step forward.

Meanwhile, Isaac was looking back and forth between the group and Connie. "Wait, Connie? As in Connie Lionheart, the missing universal?!"

"Missing universal?" Abby asked, looking at Connie. "I didn't know that was you!"

Connie snapped her head to Abby. "Look, I'm not Connie Lionheart anymore. I'm Luna Jones."

"Is that the name you're going by?" Rat asked. "It doesn't suit you as much as your actual name."

Connie glared at him. "Shut up!"

"But-" Rat started.

"Do you guys have to argue right now?" Abby interrupted. They all looked at her. "I mean, you guys clearly knew each other...and Luna...Connie...no, Luna, if you're actually the missing universal, then you're from England, and you three came all this way looking...does that mean you care about her? Luna, don't you care about them?"

"Connie's our friend," Col said.

"Not anymore," Connie snapped.

"Luna, can you at least give them a chance?" Abby asked. "Please? Since they came all this way?"

Connie looked at her, then took a deep breath. "I guess...but that doesn't mean I'm just going to forgive them."

Abby smiled, then nodded at Dr. Brock, Col, and Rat before standing up and sitting at her computer. "Then you guys talk out whatever's going on. I'm going to try to get this finished."

Connie sighed. "Abby, seriously. I'm not kidding."

"And neither am I," Abby said.

"What'cha doing?" Rat asked, walking over and looking at the computer. "What's the-"

"Don't read it!" Abby said, jumping up in surprise and slamming her computer shut.

Connie chuckled. "If you don't want anyone reading it, then why are you writing it?"

Abby muttered something under her breath, looking at her computer.

"What was that?" Connie asked.

"FINE!" Abby said, then opened her computer, logging on and opening three other documents. "I'll get these three printed, write the summaries, and get the covers done! Happy?!"

"I'll do the covers," Connie said happily, then took out a few sheets of paper, sitting down at her desk-the two of them shared the room, so there was two of basically everything.

"You talk to them first," Abby said. "I need to write the summaries, anyway. Actually," she stood up, "I'm going to go to the store quick to buy some starbursts and gatorade or something." She looked at Connie, then looked at Col and Rat too. "You three wanna come, too?"

"Sure," Connie said, then looked at Col and Rat, almost willing them to say no.

"Why not?" Col asked.

"Sounds like fun," Rat said.

Inwardly, Connie groaned. Of course. She should've seen that coming. A year away from them didn't change much. Of course they would go along.

"So let's get going!" Abby said, grabbing a small bag, then the four of them walked away as Abby closed the computer, leaving Dr. Brock and Isaac to talk.

And that's it for this chapter! What did you think?

Sorry if it's on the shorter side, and sorry that it took a few days. I got writer's block on this story, as well as my others, but I'm still working on these.

Until next time!

Lunetheart out.