Pump In Wonderland

Senpai vs sky

After a while, the woods seemed to gradually die away, till all was dead silence, and Pump looked around in alarm with tears streaming down his face. There was no one to be seen, and his first thought was that he was alone.

Suddenly, a man dressed in black armor, with wisps of smoke that hung about his eyes (which formed something like the shape of a mask), orange blonde hair protruding from the back of his helmet, came  down upon him. blasting bolts of sparkling magic from her hands.

Just before he reached Pump, (who was terrified by realizing it was Senpai) he stopped suddenly and he and Pump turned and saw another knight.

This one had bright blue hair that shimmered like a ocean. She wore a white and blue gown and the horse she was riding on seemed to form a pair of wings like those of a phoenix.

She stood between Pump and the other magic-wielder.

Pump couldn't believe what he was seeing. Granted, he had seen a lot of strange things since he had fallen down that rabbit hole, but this was even stranger. Two magic knights, one dark and one light. One a nightmare, the other a shimmering daydream.

The two knights looked at each other for some time without speaking and Pump looked from one to the other in bewilderment.

"He's my prisoner!" the dark one, Senpai, shouted at last.

"And I am here to protect him!" the light one, Sky, replied.

"Well, we'll have to fight for him, then!" said Senpai.

"You will observe the Rules of Battle, of course!" Sky remarked.

"I always do!" Senpai said.

And they began firing away at each other with such fury that Pump hid behind a tree to be out of the way of the magic bolts.

He timidly peeped out from his hiding place as his eyes turn cyan to watch the battle.

Fireballs flew this way and that, blasting trees apart or sinking into the ground around them, until finally, the two knights' magics connected and blasted them both back, and the battle ended with both falling from the sky and landing side by side.

When they sat up, they spoke to one another.

"You're a worthy opponent," Sky told Senpai.

"Another day, perhaps?" Senpai asked.

"Another day," Sky replied.

They shook hands and Senpai walked off. Pump came out of hiding and approached Sky.

"Thank you very much, Sky!" He said.

"That was a glorious victory, wasn't it?" Sky asked as she got to her feet.

As Sky turned her gentle face and large eyes to Pump, Pump thought he had never thought that sky could save his life in all his life. She was as lovely as Girfriend maybe even lovelier.

She was dressed in transparent white cloth, which seemed to highlight every supple, feminine curve, and she had a queer-shaped little bag fastened across her shoulders, upside-down, and with the lid hanging open.

Pump looked at it with great curiosity.

"I see you're admiring my little bag," Sky said in a friendly tone. "It's my own invention—to keep clothes and sandwiches in. You see, I carry it upside-down, so that they don't get wet when it rains."

"But they can drop out," pump gently remarked. "The lid is open."

"So, that's what happened to them," Sky said, a shade of vexation passing over her face.

She unfastened it when she spoke, and was about to throw it into the bushes, when a sudden thought crossed her mind. And she hung it carefully on a tree.

"Do you know why I did that?" she asked Pump.

Pump shook her head.

"It's now a bee's nest. I should be getting some honey very soon,"

"But you already have a beehive," Pump said, noticing it fastened to Sky's belt.

"Oh, one of the best," Sky said in a discontented tone. "But the bees won't come near it. Same with this. It's a better mousetrap. Come to think of it, I shouldn't be surprised if the mice don't keep the bees out—or the bees keep the mice out. One or the other."

"But why would you need a mousetrap?" Pump asked (he had been wondering what it was for). "One does not usually find very many mice running around on their body."

"Not very likely, perhaps, but if they do come, I would be protected." said Sky. "I hope you've got your hair fastened on tight," she added after a long pause.

"Only the my bangs in a usual way when my mask is off," he replied.

"That's not good enough," Sky said. "The wind is as strong as soup around here. You must be ready for anything. Then nothing can frighten you."

Pump was a little startled by the fact that Sky seemed to float through the air as she walked along.

"How can you go on talking while you're like that? Floating through the air? Are you Jesus?" He asked.

Sky looked surprised at the question.

"What does it matter where my body happens to be?" she replied. "My mind goes on working just the same. It's a hive of activity. Ideas. In fact, the more I levitate, the more I keep inventing new things. The cleverest thing I ever invented I thought of with my head in the clouds."

"And what was that?"

"A new pudding... Come to think of it, I don't believe that pudding was ever cooked,"

"Why? What was it made of?"

"It began with bread," Sky answered. "It was a bread pudding."

"That wouldn't have been very nice,"

"Not very nice alone," Sky said eagerly, "but mixing it with other things, like almonds and ice cream... You have no idea what a difference it makes."

Pump smiled.

"And now, here I must leave you," Sky said as they came to the end of the wood. "I still have friends to make and enemies to defeat. You look worried. You're too young to worry. Look at me, I don't worry."

"I was just thinking about all the things I have to do when I get home. I don't want to, but I think I should,"

"Just be brave. Keep your balance and always get back on your horse," Sky told him.

She then flew slowly away, back into the forest.

"Goodbye!" she called back down to him. "Just be brave!"

"Thank you," pump whispered feeling encouraged and decided to find a new way home now that he was feeling better.