Twisted-Wonderland: Our Precious Treasure (Part 2)

(113) TTotSS: Through an Endless Diamond Sky!

When he came to his senses, the world was wobbling. Blinking to wake up, he realized that he fell asleep while sitting. Wait. When did he do that? He was pretty sure he was sleeping on his Scarabia room's bed last night. Not only that, his room shouldn't smell like this. The scent of roasted vegetables and spices. Wait... He knows this smell... This is his favorite soup. But how-

"The boy will be under your care. Captain's order!"

Lifting his head, he finally looked around his surroundings. Now he was pretty sure he wasn't in his room. Instead, he was sitting behind one of a long table in some sort of a dining area connected to a small open-kitchen. A big rocky figure walked past him, walking up the stairs out of the room.

"Well, who be a humble cyborg to argue with a captain."

Looking at the kitchen, he noticed there were other people in the room. One was a boy with brown hair and blue eyes, sitting on one of the counters, playing with the fruit in his hand. The other person wasn't really a human. It was half-man half-bear with a cyborg's hand.

"Yeah. You know, just before I left, I met this old salamander who was looking for a cyborg buddy. His name is... Billy Bones?"

At the boy's word, the man just chuckled, glancing at him a bit before going back to his cooking.

"Bones? Doesn't ring any bell. Must've been a different cyborg. Now, go watch the launch, lad. There will be plenty of work waiting for you afterward."

The boy gave the cyborg a suspicious look as he shoved his hands into his overly big coat's pocket but still turned around, passing Jonah's table without even acknowledging him. Well, it wasn't a surprise.

It seemed like the boy's gut was right. Just a few seconds later after he reached the deck, the cyborg stopped cooking as glanced at the stairs.

"We better keep a sharp eye on this one. We wouldn't want him straying into things he shouldn't."

As the pot of soup let out its wonderful steam, white flooded his vision until everything faded out. When he opened his eyes (again?), he found himself laying on his back, staring at the dark white ceiling above him and the familiar sound of a snoring cat beside him. He's back?

He sat up, staring at his lap. What was that? Was it the same as those strange visions with the Great Seven? But he wasn't holding the orb. How could he get those? And why? Who were those? And... His hand reached for his trebling prosthetic arm. That cyborg... He had never seen him before and yet felt close for some reason. And the boy... He vaguely remembers seeing him... Somewhere...

"Jonah?"

Someone was nudging on his side. Looking down the cat was staring at him worriedly with his ears down. "Sorry." He smiled picking up the cat and placed him in his lap. "Did I wake you up?"

"Did you have a nightmare?" the cat asked.

He opened his mouth but closed it again, not really knowing the right answer. "Just a strange dream. Let's sleep again." He laid down again as the cat curled up on his chest. He absentmindedly patted the cat as he stared at the ceiling.

What with these dreams anyway? So bizarre...

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"Jonah? Earth to Jonah..."