The ship traveled deep through the cosmos. A majin laid alone on a bed. She would be woken up by a delicious aroma. She opened her eyes and spotted a fresh muffin on her bed. She smiled widely and grabbed it, but winced because it seemed one of her hands had pink glass-like shards pierced into it. Must have been very tired to fall asleep with something like that. She quickly pulled out the shards as she could barely contain her excitement.
"I forgot! It's my burthday!" She said to herself in excitement. She got another whiff of the birthday muffin before she sank her teeth into it. The muffin may have been plain with no toppings or fillings, but the flavor, however, was anything but. It was fresh and warm. There was no equal to this immaculate taste that melted on her tongue. There is no equal to birthday muffins. She hummed a song to herself as she enjoyed it. A knock on the door could be heard.
"Abosa? You in there? Sabbra, I'm coming in." The door opened, it was a Namekian. He looked at her. "Hey Sabbra, have you seen Abosa?" She shook her head. "Hey, where did you get that from?" He pointed at the muffin.
She responded with her mouth full. "It's a burthday muffin! Want some of it?" She swallowed and spoke clearly. "Oh right, Namekians don't eat, sorry. I wonder what you get for your burthday mornings instead...since you don't eat and all."
"...We don't get anything in the morning... Happy birthday..." He began searching the room. He searched inside a closet. Nothing. His pace slowed down. He slowly walked towards a wardrobe and opened it. Nothing. He slowly peeked behind the wardrobe. Nothing. He looked over to her, who was still enjoying her deliciously exquisite birthday muffin. He took a step towards her. Another. Another. Another. Very slowly. He reached her. She gave him a weird look. He trembled. Very slowly, he got on his knees. He peeked under the bed. Nothing.
"Carac? Is everything okay?" She said after she swallowed the chunk she had just bitten. She peeked over the bed's corner. She saw the Namekian looking back at her. Tears welled up in his eyes as he looked over at the half-eaten birthday muffin. He choked up. She looked down at him, then at the muffin. Her face contorted as her look of terror now matched his own. Her whole body quivered. She could not hold the muffin anymore as her shaking hands dropped it, she covered her mouth and retched. What a waste.
He ran out of the room, rushed towards the ship's control panel, and began to transmit a distress signal. He let out a desperate cry as tears dripped onto the panel. "Hello?! Hello?! This is the S.C. Unnamed! Please, send help! A mons-"
"CARAC NO!" She ran out of the room. Tears rolled down her cheeks.
He looked back at her and leaned his back against the control panel. He gritted his chattering teeth. "This ship is heading to-"
"STOP! I DIDN'T KNOW!" Her voice cracked. Oh? Now this is unexpected. She raised a shaky finger gun at him. It had a red ki blast ready to fire already.
He whined and held his breath. "...to Planet Namek! The monster will be there! Stop her! She...she..." He descended into a screaming fit. He noticed me. Maybe I should try defusing the situation. Let me try putting a hand on Muff's shoulde-oops. The blast went off. Oh, that looks nasty. Maybe I should have told her I was here first.
Muffin fell on her knees. She began crying. Really? This again? At this age? Isn't she eighteen toda-oh right! That's why I am here! Oh look, she's turning around to look at me. Okay, okay, let's try Carac's voice.
"Happy birthday Muffin!"
Author notes: Wow, Part 2 took forever to finish, huh? That's the end of Weary in the Undertow. I'm sorry it took so long.
I've recently heard that fanfics don't really receive constructive criticism and feedback unless the author specifically asks for it, so this is me asking for it if you have any.
Part 3 is going to be called Primordial Showdown. Thank you for reading this deep into my story!
