Hello my dearies(; If you don't want the story to end soon… Then I suggest you let me know.
If you want to imply that my last attempt at saving us all was quite risky and unnecessary, then I will rip your eyes out of their sockets and make them watch as I tear you apart limb from limb with my axe. Because that was the scariest hell I have ever put myself through, just to save a couple of dumbfucks.
So I suppose you are probably wondering who saved me, who dies, what happens next. Well….
"Holly hell." Reaver's voice. I start to open my eyes, not entirely sure we weren't all dead.
"You are one psychotic bitch." That's Jay, clothes soaked in water… along with everyone else on the life raft.
"How you feeling?" Emmett asks me. I roll over onto my stomach and make a count. 1…2…3…7… 12… Yes, everyone was here.
"Everyone okay?"
"Yeah, she's feeling just fine. Yes, we're all okay." Texas answers.
"I told you all that we would make it." Nick nods. Of course he did.
"Anyone know where we are?" I ask the crew.
Kory laughs, "The middle of the ocean."
"How 'bout some helpful information, cudbucket." Jay shoves him.
"Does anyone have a compass?" Reaver asks.
"Shouldn't you?" Kory shoves Reaver. The raft starts to sway.
"Why would I have one?" Reaver pushes him back.
"I think I'm feeling sea sick." Russia moans.
"Must you fight right now?" Nick asks, with one eyebrow raised.
"Yes." Jay, Kory and Reaver all answer. Magnificent.
"We have had enough of your fighting." Texas stands up. The raft starts to rock back and forth…
"Sit down, we're not done." Kory says. They begin to fight, but no one really pays any attention anymore. Back and forth, back and forth…
Finally the raft leans violently to one end. I get close enough to the water that I squeal.
"Alright," I stand up, "We're tired, we're wet, we're hungry and we're cold. Tensions are high, I get it. But enough, sit." I grab Kory and Jay's shoulders and force them down with pressure points.
"OW!" Kory hisses. Reaver's still standing, but all I have to do is glare at him and all of them obey to my every command.
"Good boys," I smile and sit back down.
"I do… have a compass." Nick digs in his back pocket and pulls out exactly what we've been looking for.
"I don't know anything about geography so, uhm… you go ahead and figure that out yourselves." I say, resting against the side of the raft. Which makes me feel a bit iffy being so close to the waves.
"Feeling alright?" Emmett asks, scooting over by me.
"Uhhm…" I don't really answer. He wraps his arm around me and I shiver.
"Are you still a hydrophobic?" He asks, a scarily smug grin spreading across his face. He doesn't wait for an answer but shoves me into the water. I scream until I realize that only makes it worse and I can't breathe under water.
"Dude what the hell?" Bipolar yells at Emmett, pulling me out of the water.
"It was funny!" Emmett's laughing his ass off along with Kory.
"No, it wasn't." Russia helps me onto the raft as I'm choking up water.
"Oh, no, it totally was." Kory points and laughs at me. Once I catch my breath again I sit between Jay and Bipolar, on the other side of Emmett. I really didn't need this. And I was so cold now.
"You two should just… shut the fuck up!" Fairbanks says. They both stop at once. No one talks, it's actually kind of eerie.
"Well… someone figure out what we're going to do!" Texas says after a few minutes of silence. Reaver pulls out a pair of binoculars.
"I think… I think there's an island or something up ahead!" He shouts excitedly. Everyone looks at me waiting for the next command. I point wimpily in the direction of the island and nearly pass out. An hour later we were on our way.
"This is the song of a drunken sailor-"
"Do you want me to push you overboard?" Bavaria asks Nick. Nick stops singing, then whistles to the same song. A wave flows over our raft.
I pass out.
So…. We're nearing the end… or are we?
Don't forget to check out Tales from the Nightosphere by me and our beloved Jay!
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