Chapter 3 - The Horrible Sweet 16
Nine years later, Gypsy had dedicated to avoid being the best Zbornak, but to be the strongest… uh, thing that she could be! And all these years of growing up in a rather ruffian home had transformed Gypsy into a bit of a sassy furry creature; she learned everything she knows from none other than Sylvia, and with her help, she really amazed the other Zbornaks and earned their respect when she slowly but surely broke past the capacity of her strength.
"Is THAT the best ya got, Gigi!? Why haven't ya hit me yet, huh?!" Sylvia taunted, as she and Gypsy had started a rough game of Dodge Rock for their sixteenth birthday party in the backyard, as their brothers and other friends were playing along.
Both teams were neck and neck, and the only two survivors of each team were Sylvia and Gypsy, as the said furry purple girl, now with shoulder-length purple locks tied back into a ponytail, now held the last rock ball that hasn't broken yet, so she had to make this one count.
"Oh, believe me, Syl! I was just goin' easy on ya, but since yer askin' for it…" Gypsy laughed evilly and pulled her arm back, ready to throw while aiming at Sylvia.
Gypsy put all her might into her throw, knowing Sylvia could take it, and everyone was barely able to keep their eyes on the ball as it flew by like a bullet. But the expected sound of the huge spherical rock colliding with Sylvia soon came, as they saw her body get thrown onto her back a couple of feet.
They all stared in silence, waiting for the downed Zbornak to move or say something, but all they heard was a mumble.
"Do what?" Gypsy asked with a cocked brow.
"I said 'nice job, Gigi—except for one thing'," Sylvia repeated loudly as she quickly stood back up, and then she presented the rock for everyone to see, as she clasped it in her hand. She had caught it.
"Ha! You're out, Shrimp!" Gil mocked, he and his brothers have never been afraid to make fun and call names of their smallest sibling, even on her birthday. But that didn't mean Gypsy had gotten used to it.
"Take that back!" Gypsy growled.
"Or what? Ya gonna cuddle me, Furry?" Gil teased while laughing once more, and even pointed a finger. But since he didn't head Gypsy's warning, the furry creature soon pounced like a cat and shouted in anger, as she attacked Gil in a raging hissy-fit. But this was actually pretty normal; this was just the siblings' way of having fun, no matter the pain or injuries.
If Gypsy had tried to fight like this when she were younger, she never would have stood a chance, but after all these years of growing and exercising, Gypsy easily took Gill down, and pulled his leg over his back.
"Aaaahhh! Let go! Let go! LET GO!" Gil cried while banging a fist to the ground in pain.
"Say uncle first!" Gypsy demanded with an evil smile.
"ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT! UNCLE!"
Gypsy wanted to savor the moment, so she gave Gil's leg one last hard tug before finally letting go and getting off of his back.
"Don't call me 'shrimp'," Gypsy cooed and booped Gil's nose horn, while Dorothy soon helped her son up.
"Aren't'cha gonna ground her, Ma?" Gil cried and fumbled a bit at his sire leg.
"I can't. It's her sweet sixteen. Besides, if ya wanna keep all yer limbs, then don't insult your sister. How many times do I gotta say that?" Dorothy asked with a smirk.
Later that night, after their perfect sweet sixteen, Dorothy had sent everyone home, and Gypsy and Sylvia were reminiscing in the aftermath of the party by sitting together on a patch of soft sand, that hadn't been littered with party favors or decorations, as they stared up at the last light of the setting sun.
It was a beautiful sight, and the cool night breeze and peaceful sounds of chirping crickets could only make it better.
"Ah, that was fun, huh?" Gypsy sighed.
"Yeah…too bad it only happens once," Sylvia pointed out sadly.
"Maybe, but there are plenty more awesome birthdays where that came from."
"You bet. And I would NEVER celebrate a birthday without you."
With that, Sylvia wrapped her tail around Gypsy's petite body, and pulled her in for a noogie.
"Ahh! Stop it, you jerk!" Gypsy laughed while struggling to break free, but if there was one Zbornak she could never take down, it was Sylvia.
"Never!" Sylvia laughed back and continued to noogie her sister. But soon, Gypsy was able to use her slim form as an advantage to finally slip free, and she punched Sylvia really hard in the shoulder for revenge.
"OW! Hey, who's the jerk now?" Sylvia asked while rubbing her sore aching shoulder.
"You still are, and if you keep being a jerk—then I won't give you my birthday present to you," Gypsy added slyly while crossing her arms and turning away to hide her grin.
"What? You got me something? You shouldn't have!" Sylvia said with embarrassment.
Gypsy waited a moment and cocked her eyebrow, waiting for the TRUE Sylvia: "WHAT'D YA GET ME?!"
"A road trip!"
With that, Gypsy turned back around and grabbed Sylvia present put from behind her back, and Sylvia couldn't believe what she saw in her sister's hand. Gypsy was holding none other than a bottle of Orbble Juice, and though she had never used it, she knew its purpose.
"Oh, my Grop! Where did you get Orbble Juice?!" Sylvia squealed in a whisper.
"Let's just say I got a buddy a' mine who took care of it, but that's not important. What IS important is that you and I are gonna use what's in this little bottle to go on an awesome vacation for a couple a' days. Whaddya say?"
"Wait, what about Mom?"
"Don't worry, I already talked with her, and she says she's cool about it. So, are ya still up for a little wandering?" Gypsy asked while swishing the juice around a little.
"Well…why not? What could go wrong?" Sylvia asked with a shrug.
"That's the spirit! Now, hang on! I have NO idea how ta use this thing!" Gypsy cheered as she hopped onto Sylvia's back, and Gypsy grabbed out the Orbble Juice bubble wand, and quickly waved it around them, somehow engulfing them both in a perfect Orbble.
As Sylvia assumed all she had to do was walk in place, the bubble soon moved with her, but she was a little wobbly at first, so Gypsy placed her hands on Sylvia's neck and clasped her feet, which still wore the same purple sneakers Sylvia gave her, close to Sylvia's sides.
"Whoa, heh…this is a new feeling," Sylvia chuckled while putting her arms out to keep balance and kept walking forward slowly.
"Eh, you'll get used to it! Just as long as you can keep from getting air sickness, you'll be fine," Gypsy added with a shrug.
"I don't know…I think I've feelin' pretty light-headed…" Sylvia pointed out and secretly grinned.
"No, you're not!" Gypsy protested.
"No, I'm serious, Gypsy! I think I'm gonna—BLAAAAGH!"
Sylvia suddenly reached back and pulled Gypsy off her back, and flipped her onto her back in front of her, but not hard enough to knock the wind out of her. But Gypsy was not amused, as the furry girl glared back up at the laughing Zbornak.
"What was that for?!"
"That's what you get for nearly breaking my ribs with that last rock ball!"
"Well, it's not MY fault if you can't take a hit, Softie!"
"Softie? Softie?! Oh, I don't think so! C'mere!" Sylvia then grabbed Gypsy in a neck lock and pulled her in for another noogie that showed no mercy.
"Agh! No…stop it!" Gypsy growled while trying to break free of Sylvia's grasp, and the said Zbornak could only continue to laugh. But Gypsy soon slipped free, and in return, she suddenly jumped up onto Sylvia's muzzle and gave her an even worse noogie.
"Ok, ok, ok! Stop! Stop!" Sylvia laughed and finally pried Gypsy from her face, holding her under her armpits like a puppy, "you're relentless, Gigi."
"And you never give up, Syl," Gypsy protested with a grin.
"That's the same thing, Doofas."
"You're a nerd."
"Sorry, but there's no nerds around for miles. Besides, I've never worn a pair of glasses a day in my life, nor ever will I," Sylvia added ad smirked back, placing Gypsy back on her for the ride, "now c'mon, we've got a trip ta take."
"You've got that right, Sister," Gypsy sighed happily while turning around and leaning back against Sylvia's neck to relax.
But just as soon as Sylvia started walking again, and their home planet was already far behind them…things took a turn for the worst. Bright red lights suddenly flashed on in front of them, surprising and blinding them both as they tried to shield their eyes. What the couldn't see beyond the two bright red lights was what looked like a ship literally in the shape of the skull, and the lights were emanating from the two giant eyes in the ship.
"What is that thing?!" Gypsy cried.
"I don't know!" Sylvia shouted back.
As their eyes started to adjust, they faintly noticed that the mouth of the skull ship opened up, and what came flying out were dozens of escape pod-like space ships, and piloting them all was what seemed to be little creatures with eyeballs for heads.
"There he is! Get him!" called a high-pitched voice from the eyeball creature with the biggest hat, leading the biggest pod, obviously making him the leader.
"RUN!" Gypsy shouted and grabbed Sylvia's neck tightly, and Sylvia wasted no time in turning around ad sprinting back for home…but the pods were slightly faster, and they had lasers!
Sylvia and Gypsy's luck soon ran out when they started firing lasers, and in the blink of an eye, their Orbble was popped by a perfectly-aimed laser beam. It all happened so fast; the pod with the leader eyeball creature swept in and took Gypsy captive in his pod, leaving Sylvia behind, floating and quickly running out of oxygen now that she was exposed to the vacuum of space.
Sylvia muffled a scream when the pods all retreated back to the skull ship, with Gypsy, and once they were back on board the main ship, it took off. But before Sylvia could die of suffocation, she suddenly spotted the bottle of Orbble Juice floating nearby; figuring Gypsy must have dropped it when she was nabbed, Sylvia immediately struggled to grab it out, pulled the bubble wand out and created an Orbble around her just in time for her to breathe.
But Sylvia didn't want to waste time catching her breath, for her dear sister had just been kidnapped.
"Gypsy, no! Why didn't they take me?!" Sylvia cried out, and pressed her hands on the Orbble walls, looking out into the direction in which the skull ship disappeared. Sylvia didn't know what to do. Her sister was gone, and she didn't know if she could get her back…and that's when the terrible truth struck her.
"I let this happen…this is my fault…I didn't look out for you like a good sister should…I'm so sorry, Gigi…"
The Zbornak soon started to shed tears, and turned back at the direction of her home.
"I can't go back…they can't know I let them capture you…I can never go back home without you…"
And from that moment on, Sylvia made the live-changing decision to search the whole galaxy for Gypsy, and she would never go home to tell their mom that she lost her, not until she was safe again. Sylvia was going to get her back, no matter what it takes.
Meanwhile, Gypsy was putting up a fierce fight with the leader of the eyeball soldiers, and she nearly pressed a few dangerous buttons and almost flipped a few certain switches, as the commander put the ship on auto-pilot so that he could bind her.
But before Gypsy could land a fatal blow on him, he unfortunately landed a hard punch to her face, surprisingly knocking her unconscious.
Well...that's one way ta ruin a sweet 16, huh?
This is now the canon reason why Sylvia ran away from home, and why she never went back, but only in this fanfic. The original canon belongs to Craig McCracken(the creator of Wander Over Yonder), and Disney. Please, support the official release.
Until the next chapter, I'm TRikiD, bye-bye!