Chapter 4

Getting into more trouble

"Ooohh… God… what happened…?" His eyes were a total blur when he finally woke up. He felt water rush through him and seep into his clothes. Surprisingly the water was a bit warm than usual… Either way he was wet and shivering. Slowly he got up avoiding a head rush and sat on a block above the little stream. Looking up he could see that he was in some sort of underground place; a ravine. God knows how he revived that long drop.

"Ok, I don't need to think about that now but I do need to find a way out of here… and find George… I think he was trolling me…. That git…"

Taking in his surroundings other than the little waterfall there were two paths; a dim and a lit. Being careful he got up and began limping to the more lit direction.

"My God there's so much black stuff in this stone…" he touched it and looked at his fingers to see soot on his fingertips.

"Coal?" He snapped his fingers, remembering coal in the previous cave, "I could've used that instead of acting a caveman! Ah, well! Live and learn I guess."

He brought out his pickaxe and began mining away at the coal. After a while he wiped sweat off his brow.

"This is taking a while…"

He blinked and smiled as he realized that he was surrounded by stone, "How many did I need? Three? Yeah, I think so. Seems logical..."

And so he mined three stones and pulled out his work bench, crafted a stone pickaxe and tried again.

"Wow! This is much faster! Cool!" He blinked again remembering that he had to get out, "Oh yeah… I could mine my way out but… That'll take to long and… Oh-oh! I-I could fall yeah! And I'm starving! I better not start haluu… That word. Yes, that one. Anyway…"

He continued to walk along the narrow railing for he didn't want to fall in a two block small pit as he muttered how much he hated rails.

As he limped he began to think aloud, "Maybe the ravine will start heading upward! There's an optimistic idea! Keep being optimistic Wheatley you haven't done that in a while."

Then he saw that nefarious green thing ahead in the darkness and his smile faded, "… I am going to die."

There was no other way out so he continued walking in failing stealth mode with a limp. Suddenly there was a chilling sound that wasn't a hiss

Brrrrr

It sounded almost human but pained.

This made the human core flinch and grip his pickaxe fearfully, "H-h-hello? A-AHHHH!"

A zombie walked towards him slowly.

"IT'S GREEN! IT'S GREEN AND I'M GOING TO DIIIIIEE-eee-eee!"

Even with the limp he ran as fast as he could to the light and cowered in fear in a corner. Then there were sounds of more pain but from the zombie. Still scared he shakily spread out his fingers to uncover his eyes and saw the zombie on fire and noting that it quickly moved back into the dark. This spine straightened as he realized this.

Slowly he grinned, "Mr. Zombie! Hallooooo! You can't get me~! Haha!"

He took out his sword… he blinked, looking down at his belt, "Where's my sword."

Suddenly the zombie grabbed him making him scream at the top of his lungs. Instantly he fled from the gross zombie's grasp and ran past a few other mobs into another dead end.

"OH COME ON!" He cried out miserably.

Frantically he glanced over his shoulder to see the mobs coming right at him. He gulped and rummaged through his inventory, "That's I'm sacrificing!"

He jumped and plonked the wood down repeatedly, "HA! You can't get meee!"

Then his head hit the stone ceiling, fogging up his vision for a moment as he seethed in pain.

Before a moment was wasted he pulled out his pickaxe and began mining the stone slowly. This took what felt like hours. Sweat was all over him. He was in a one block area with lack of air, pretty much dying then after he mined another stone block there was dirt. Tears met his eyes. He dug out four blocks of dirt waiting for sunshine to meet his face. But there wasn't sunshine but rain which pounded on him like drum. He flinched and quickly stacked more wooden planks below him saying, "nope, nope, nope, nope."

As he repeated this word he dashed to the nearest tree and placed a wall around him and the tree. When he finished he sat down, pouting, "This. Sucks. Ass."

Suddenly there was a moo and his eyes lit up.

"G-George?"

He took away a piece of wood from the top and looked through. Finally he saw the cow he missed so dearly.

"G-GEORGE!" he jumped through the hole and tackled him, "Oh George I missed you so much! Th-there was a pack of w-wolves and a green thing and-and a SPIDER! It scared me so much a-and a ZOMBIE! Two of them along with the green guy! It was terrifying! Why didn't you stop me!?"

George looked at him as if he was a moron. And we all know that he is.

Before the core could speak something whizzed by his ear, consumed in fear he didn't move but clinged onto the cow with all his life.

Rolling eyes the cow hopped through the hole, stole one of his planks from his pocket and blocked the outside world from their view.

"… Th-thanks…" He sat down again and flinched, "Gah, my leg! I-I think its broken."

It's not broken you idiot. The cow wanted to say but mooed instead.

"Wh-what am I going to do George? I'm starving. I'm hurt. I don't know what to do!"

An apple dropped softly onto his lap. Wheatley gazed up at the cow who was munching on another apple.

Slowly he smiled, "Ah, thanks, friend."

With that he petted his head.

Hi! Just wondering for my readers that if I should put any of the other cores in with Wheatley? Like Rick or Fact or both. I was think those two since I'm not sure what to do with the others XD But I could think of something. Anyway tell me what you think and I'll moll it over on your choices 83 night~