Mary: My turn again! Don't know if I'll be able to milk out as long a chapter as Sam did last time, but I'll try!
Sam: She's just jealous that I can write longer chapters then her.
Mary: -death glare—
Sam: -blinks—KIDDING! KIDDING! DON'T KILL ME! –cowers—
Mary: -evil grin—
Disclaimer: Okay, sooooooo…. We don't own squat but our characters. Got it, get it, good.
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Chapter Four – RAPID FIRE
Justin's POV
My mind was swirling with questions. What was this place? How'd Bradin get us here? Why were those two so filled with ecto-eco, an eco even more toxic to humans then Dark eco? How were they able to survive with it?
Honestly, if it weren't for the fact that Jade might be blind and Danny (the younger one?) looked like he was in major trouble, I would have bombarded them. And Bradin, why was he so tense? Speaking of Bradin, he seemed to hang back.
"Hey, what's wrong?" I asked, turning to face him. He blinked at me.
"Nothing? Why would you think something's wrong?" he asked.
"Well, you're hanging back. Aren't you coming?" I asked.
"Oh, uh… I guess?" he seemed unsure.
"Well, I won't force you, but you are welcome to. You saved our lives. We owe trusting you," I explained. And it was true. If it weren't for him getting us out of that storm, well… we wouldn't be alive…
Bradin seemed to think about what I just told him. "Well, I suppose I could come with you. Might be good to have extra back up incase anything happens. As long as you're sure…"
"I am," I smiled warmly at him.
"Alright," he smiled VERY slightly back. I blinked, noticing that he seemed to be holding a lot back. He didn't fully trust any of us, even if he did save us. I turned and followed my friends, hearing Bradin behind me.
Walking out of the alleyway and into the main street was a total culture shock for me. Growing up somewhat sheltered in the Monk temple can do that. My eyes grew huge as my ever questioning mind tried to drink in everything. The vehicles on the road, the people walking around, talking into something that they held against the side of their faces, their short ears… everything. And all of this added hundreds upon thousands of more questions I already had.
I didn't realize I stopped, until Bradin ran into me.
"Oof… sorry," I said sheepishly, turning to make sure he was okay.
"It's alright. Why'd you stop?" he asked.
"I uh, well… Ever hear of culture shock?" I asked. He shook his head no.
"Not really."
"Oh, well… all of this is extremely new to me," I said, turning and looking around at everything again, more and more questions raising to the surface.
"Oh," he said from behind. "Well okay then."
"Hey, you guys coming or not?" Trix called from where she's sitting on Damas's shoulder. I smiled weakly and jogged forward, catching up with them. Damas looked over.
"Oh Precursors, what can you have questions about now?" he demanded, having seen the curious look on my face. I just smiled at him.
"None for you," I responded.
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The house we were lead to was huge. Not as big as the temple or Spargus palace, but it still dwarfed the houses around it. And was that… what was that on the roof!? It looked like a technological nightmare! The tech monk in me wanted to go and rip it down and take it apart.
"Welcome to Fenton Works," Mr. Fenton said, opening the door for us. We walked into a cozy living room where a woman was sitting on the couch. A little girl, who'd been playing with a doll on the floor looked up.
"DADDY!" she squealed, flying over and tackling Mr. Fenton in a hug. And I don't mean just running over. No. Actually flying. How!? I added that to my list of numerous questions to ask him later.
"Hey there, bumble bee!" he laughed catching her. "Being good for mommy?"
"Uh-huh!" she grinned brightly. I glanced back over to the woman as she stood, marching over to where Danny was trying to sneak up the stairs. Uh-oh. Guess my assumption that he was in trouble was right…
That's when Jade started again with the curses. Guess she didn't realize there was a little girl RIGHT there. All she got out was "SON OF A~!" before Damas managed to clamp his hand over her mouth, muffling the offensive terms sure to come.
"Justin told you to stop rubbing your eyes!" he hissed at her.
The little girl seemed startled and scared. She looked back at Mr. Fenton. "Daddy, what's wrong with that girl!?" she cried. The muffling stopped. Guess Jade realized the little girl was there.
Mr. Fenton snuggled her, calming her down. "She's alright, she just got hurt is all," he said, glancing over at the woman, tipping his head towards Jade. The woman nodded and walked over. As cautious as he seemed, Damas allowed the woman to lead Jade away. Trix quickly jumped onto Jade's shoulder to follow.
Since everything seemed to be calming down, I looked over at Bradin, the only one I had questions for that wasn't busy. "So…" I started.
"So… what?" he asked, cautiously.
"How'd you get us here? What where you doing in the Wastelands? What was that flash of light? Was the way you got us here the same way you got to our world? How many other worlds have you been too? What were they like? Did you see any signs of eco on the other worlds? Why does your hair stick up like it's defying gravity?" I asked, continuing on with my questions even after that.
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Mary: I totally love Justin. He's just so freaking cute with his curiosity!
Sam: Poor Bradin… Hope he can answer all of those…
Mary: Yeah…. Justin's just like RAPID FIRE! PEW PEW PEW! –clears throat—Um… sorry about that…
Sam: -blinks at Mary— So I died at his last question!
Mary: -grins—Same.