Roblox Piggy Book 2: H.O.P.E

2.4 - An Unwanted Reunion

Lucinda

After an eternity, we had returned back to our shelter.

"Aha! Look who's back!" Mimi declared proudly. "I told you they'd be back before noon, Giraffy!" Giraffy let out a playful sigh. "A deal's a deal. Great, now I have to cook for the rest of the week," he replied while rubbing the back of his head. The hairs on my shoulders stood up at the thought of Giraffy in the kitchen. He wasn't the best cook, but none of us had the heart to tell him that. There had been a couple times where I had to force both food and bile down my throat. It was a miracle that I had managed to keep a blank expression while doing so.

"We've got the batteries," I announced before tilting my head. "Is the radio ready?" Mimi nodded and gave me a thumbs up. "It sure is! Let's get this thing working!" She replied and held her hand out to Zizzy. She took the batteries out of her coat's pocket and handed them to the mole. Mimi then turned around and started working her magic on the radio. After what seemed to be four or five minutes, she finally finished her work.

"Alright, here goes nothing...Hello? Can anyone hear me?" Mimi asked the radio. She was answered with nothing but light static noises. Giraffy leaned closer to the radio. "Are you sure it's working?" He asked, keeping his voice low. Mimi put a finger on her chin and began working the gears inside of her head, trying to figure out what went wrong with the radio. I felt a sense of unease through me. I hadn't told anyone about what I saw, but I had a horrible feeling about it.

After a few seconds, a voice came out of the radio.

"...Greetings, we can hear you. This is Settlement Six speaking. Who is this?" The voice said. Despite the fact that it was slightly glitchy, I could tell that the voice was female. I also noticed that the voice sounded... oddly familiar. I couldn't put my finger on it though, so I brushed it to a temporary spot in the back of my head. From the corner of my sole eye, I noticed Pony looking a bit uneasy while Zizzy was as calm as ever. I sighed mentally before turning back to Mimi.

"Oh! This is the Safe Place! How can I help?" Mimi asked in response. The voice hesitated slightly before speaking up once more. "...We are looking for communities to trade with. We'd like to meet up." That was a massive red flag in my book. Hesitancy mixed with an odd statement made me decide not to trust them unless proven otherwise. I fists clenched at my sides as I bit my lip. I forced myself to keep my visual stress inside in order to not worry the others more than I already had.

"Where should we go to find you?" Mimi asked with a tilt of her head. The voice was silent for a few seconds, and I felt myself shift a little bit out of boredom. This was both suspicious and pointless. I refused to trust someone I just met over the radio. I sighed mentally before staring down at my feet and putting my arms behind my back. Finally, the female answered. "...Meet us at the Old Oak." Then, the radio fell silent once more.

"It looks like we lost their signal," Giraffy pointed out. Mimi stood up straight and clenched her fists slightly on the table before turning to us, Giraffy following suit. "We should meet them," she suggested. "We've been living together for months without seeing another survivor." Mimi had a point. Ever since Georgie and I arrived, we didn't find anyone else. A sound of hesitancy from Pony made me turn to him in confusion.

"I don't think this is a good idea," he explained. "We don't know anything about them." Pony started to rub the back of his head as Giraffy crossed his arms. "Is this another one of your jokes, Pony?" he asked suspiciously. Pony shook his head at his friend's question. "No, Giraffy, I mean it. We have no idea who those people are, and I don't have any reason to trust them," he answered. Zizzy, finally deciding to step in, crossed her arms and nodded. "I agree. I don't think we should trust them," she said. "But I still think we should check it out."