A Matter of Important Consequences

You're One To Talk

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Being trapped inside an interdimensional being was not how Clock expected to spend his time. He wanted to be on the rich and bountiful soil of North Goiky, where he could relax before the next set of challenges Four was bound to throw at them. Even if they were rigorous and downright impalpable half the time, at least Clock could see something other than the white sky and gray trees that expanded as far as Clock could see.

Clock's makeshift shelter was small and cramped, but it was better than nothing. He had a small pile of leaves to sit on, and what he hoped was moss for cushioning. It wasn't much, but it was home for however many days he'd been trapped in here.

He wanted to see the light blue sky, the pastel green grass, the hazy yellow trees, The Losers... wait.

The Losers! Surely they would notice he was missing any day now; and they'd more than likely come to the conclusion that Four had something to do with it. Clock was certain that he'd be out of here any second now...

Tick. Tock. Tick. To-

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Eggy's feet kicked up a few puffs of ash that remained from the burnt grass; the lava fiasco that was BFB 15 had left much of the nature in the competition grounds charred and smoldered. She wandered over rather lackadaisically towards the omnipotent figure that served as the host for their competition; "Four, could you bring our dead teammates back?"

"Ok." Four held out his hand as the signature drum groove sounded off. Pin and Cake both erupted out of Four's outstretched hand, landing gracefully on the ground.

Pin flexed her arm until she heard a slight crack, "Good to be alive again; and good to see you all again!" Her eyes wandered over towards Leafy who was still a small bit a ways, "Well, most of you anyways..."

"Not quite, Pin. You're still missing a member Losers, think you can tell me who it might be this time?" Four asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm as the team in front of him looked amongst themselves.

"Umm... is it Loser?" Cake asked, only causing Four to frown and raise his hand in the usual threatening manner, "Ah! Don't zap me!"

His fears were relieved as Four only patted him on the head. "Good guess Cake; not right, but nice try!"

Coiny clicked his tongue a few times, "I'm pretty sure we've got the same number of people." A chorus of agreement rang through the group as they completed another quick headcount. "Unless you're talking about Loser of course... but he got eliminated, right?"

Four's eyes were lidded in annoyance as he glanced down at Coiny, "It's Clock."

"Ohh... Clock!" A near unanimous conclusion echoed throughout the group, "What happened to him?"

Four blinked. "He annoyed me, so I sucked him up! He's been trapped on a world within me that I like to call, The Four-lorn Realm." He wiggled his fingers in a circle, "a domain of bleakness and despair that I thought would fit him quite nicely!" He sighed dramatically. "However, I underestimated how hard it would be to retrieve him. I've already tried recovery, but surprisingly he's not dead yet. So, I'll just have to wait and see how long he lasts before he dies."

Pin's face scrunched up into a confused expression as the rest of The Losers began to huddle around their host, "But we can't just leave Clock inside of you and wait for a death that may, or may not happen! We need to find him, and get him back to us!"

"Eh, I never really liked Clock all that much." Firey shrugged.

Eggy took a step forward, "Honestly, I couldn't really care less either."

"W-what?! He's our teammate guys! He deserves to be brought back! You two are mean!" Leafy said, her eyes wide as she looked between the two of them.

"Oh, you wanna call me mean?!" Firey exclaimed as he threw a nearby rock at Leafy's head, "You're one to talk!"

The pair glared at each other for a few moments, before lashing out at eachother in a full-blown argument. Eggy and Needle both injecting themselves into the squabble, each of them managing to stir the pot further and further. Coiny squeezed the area of metal between his eyes before shuffling over to the bickering objects, Pin and Cake hurrying behind him.

Their incessant arguing was certainly getting to Four who began to hold his head in pain. "Agh, stop..." His plea was only met with the sounds of more arguing, which soon became more heated as time went on. Coiny scraped up against Needle, causing Four to clench his teeth. The crackling heat of Firey made Four feel a burning sensation in his throat as well.

It was as if he could see and hear everything that was going on around him, but he couldn't move from his spot on the ground.

After a few minutes of the shouting match, Four finally had enough. "Alright, that's it! I think you guys need to learn how to bond together as a team! And what better way to do that than try and find an old friend of yours! Get ready for a surprise!"

Four planted his legs firmly into the ground, and then raised his hands above his head in a gesture that resembled a cheerleader's jump. Immediately, the ground shook ferociously beneath The Losers' feet, and the earth itself seemed to tremble as if it was trying to rip apart.

Firey let out a yelp of fear as he fell backwards onto the ground, "Wh-whoa, what was that?!" his face froze as he witnessed the sheer depth of Four's eye as it seemed to expand and swallow the earth around them whole. "Hey, hey, stop!" Firey shouted, scrambling to his feet.

"I think it's too late for that!" Coiny yelled back, his voice echoing through the empty space. "Are we falling upwards? I feel like we're falling upwards."

Screams erupted from the group as they felt themselves begin to rise faster and faster into the depths of the dim world above them. They could barely make out the faint outlines of a white waterfall as they erupted from the gray forest floor; uprooting a few trees and disrupting a few of the wildlife's habitats in the process.

"Oof!" Coiny squeaked after his initial launch that sent him high into the open air; he landed on top of a large boulder and ricocheted off of it, landing on the ground rather bluntly. He painfully scrambled to his feet, looking around to see what had happened to the others. "G-guys?!" He called out, his voice echoing across the land.

"Where are you!"

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I hope you've enjoyed, the first chapter of, "A Matter of Important Consequences".

I'd love to hear any feedback on what you think of the story so far. Unoriginal? Lazy? OOC? Tell me in the comments, but until we meet next time! Peace.