Lost in a New World {Discontinued Version} <Read Des for Rewrite info>

The Search {14}

Third Person (Awsamdude Focus)

The small group watched as Wilbur dragged off two of the helping hands.
While he understood his concern, Sam was still upset that they where walking away. Perhaps it was selfish of him to expect Wilbur to let two kids risk their life's, but his kind of nephew was out there. Alone.

He heard quiet chatters next to him and turned to look at his twin, who seemed to be in a bad state.
The raccoon like figured was hugging himself while pacing in small circles. Sam wrapped his arms around him, giving him a small squeeze. While this is terrible advice for when dealing with a stressed animal, it seemed to calm down Sam Nook. He softly pushed Sam away and walked to the middle of the small circle that had been formed. The circle consisted of Quackity, Sam, Sam Nook,and Ponk. Wait Ponk?

Sam looked to his roommate with a confused look. Ponk put a finger to where his lips would be
if visible from under his mask and gave him a small wave. Sam shifted around to the other side of the circle as Sam Nook drew something in the dirt. He now stood next to Ponk and put an arm around his shoulder. Sam wasn't as open with his worry, but those who knew him could read his posture. Ponk reached to his own shoulder and patted the hand as if to accept the side hug. The two exchanged words in a hushed conversation about what was going on.

           Sam Nook stood back using a stick to pint at his drawing. He tried to speak, but of course all the others hear was his animal like chatter. He started to sign very quickly about some demon-dragon t thing. Every already knew about it, as it had been the talk of the town. Around this time two years ago, a human like be east came into the town and had tried to attack George's house. He had knocked out the fowl beast using a book and basing it behind its head. The village decided to deal with it in the morning and tied it to a post in the middle of town. The next morning, however, it was gone.

  "So you think whatever that thing was or whatever freed it has come back?" Quackity asked.
Sam Nook nodded and pointed to the woods. "Ok. What's the plan? Are we going in the morning or now?" Quackity asked, cracking his knuckles. "I'm ready to beat some monster butt."

Sam Nook just shook his head. Quackity tilted his head in confusion, "What do you mean 'no'."

Sam sighed, "I think what he means is you're young, the same age as George. We don't want to risk it getting you too."

"What! You expect me to just stay here while you dimwits go out and look for him? You could get lost too! What about that, huh? I'm not going to wait like a sitting duck for something else to come and take someone else," Quackity shouted. He stomped and dust came up around them.

"Go home Quackity," Sam said in a tone that was was as hard as stone.Quackity huffed and crossed his arms.
The two stared at each other before Quack finally backed down and turned to leave. As he walked away, Sam sighed.
"Do you think I was too rough in him?" He asked.

Ponk shrugged, "I dunno. You seemed a bit harsh but it was out of concern. Maybe go talk to him."
Sam nodded and turned to call him bac' over, but he didn't see anything. He quickly turned and saw a small figure running into the woods. He had run off anyways.

Third Person (Wilbur Focus)

The trio walked in utter silence as they headed back to the cave.
Tommy ran ahead and stomped in and to a corner. Tubbo stayed near Wilbur, but refused to look at him. He huffed and sat next to Tommy. Phil, who had been waiting for them, looked to Wilbur in confusion.

"Wilbur, mate, what's going on?" He asked, concern filling his voice.

"Oh they're just mad because I wouldn't let them risk their lives. It's just teenage drama, they'll be over it in an hour,"Wilbur said.
He sat next to Phil and crossed his arms. Shuffling could he heard as Tommy stood up.

"Listen up you stupid fish! You made us leave when our friend is in danger," Tommy shouted.

"Well maybe," Wilbur said in a calm tone before standing up, "I didn't want you to be hurt."

"So what of it? He could be dead! And we are just sitting here like nothing happened! We need to help!"

"Shut up! You don't know what we are dealing with here!" Wilbur shouted, taking a step closer to try and intimate Tommy into backing down. "You should be greatful that your here and alive. I've saved your ungrateful butts so many times and each time you fail to notice!"

"Oh yeah? Name once!"

"Boys," Phil tried to intervene, but he was drowned out by the yelling.

"Mmm, let's see. There was the time you followed a dangerous siren. Any other would kill you on sight. There was the time you hit your head and Phil helped take care of you. Who do you think found those idioms incase someone got hurt? Or perhaps while you where passed out the fact that poison was coursing through your blood stream. Bet you didn't know that one, now did you? The steam water is extremely toxic. It took two hours to drag the poison out of you and I almost passed out. It wouldn't kill you to show some respect own in a while!"

Tommy opened his mouth to speak but was pushed back by large feathery objects.
He coughed as a feather got in his mouth. Phil had took between them and used his wings to push them apart.

"Guys, calm down," he said in a quite voice, yet it seemed like the loudest thing in the world. "We will talk about this tomorrow. It's late and you e both had long days. We will not yell at each other like uncivilized creatures. Got it?" The two nodded and sulked off to opposite corners.

Quackity's Pov

I trudged through the forest, branches snagging on my clothes.
My feet hurt and it was getting darker by the moment. I have been walking for at least an hour. I'm surpassed they haven't found me, if they're even looking. I stopped as something fought me eye. A turned and picked something up that was slightly covered by leaves.

A white pair of goggles.

The next chapter including character's name will be "Into the Layer" :)