Life of a wubbox

[Chapter eleven]: The danger to my element and body.

I feel like a pyromaniac right about now.

AND FINALLY, FOR GLAISHUR'S SAKE I CAN LIKE COMMENTS NOW.

- Rice

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WUBBOX's POV

Today is day one of Scaratar's... Operation undo selective mutism. He figured that me spending time with the celestials would help get me comfortable around them. 12 is a lot, so...

I guess this was our compromise.

I stood outside a fancifully large decorated blue door. The colours leaking onto the surrounding walls making it seem like a spreading thing, a sort of like. a virus. The pillars that reached from the floor to the ceiling dressed and adorned with the things on Hornacles back.

Oh right, you readers may be curious on the tests Galvana ran yesterday. They were slightly boring to say the least, but at least I got this sweet brown liquid they call a milkshake. Mainly it was all about reactions and how I interact with different objects.

Anyways, I tightened my grip on my side bag which I filled with pencils and a notebook my creator gave me. I would be spending the day with him, hopefully get more comfortable around him. I mean- he taught me how to walk. Should be simple, right?

I used the knocker, gold and engraved with beautiful designs. And waited.

It didn't take long before Hornacle answered the door. His large frame towered over me by a bit up close.

"Ahoy matey! You're earlier than expected."

I nodded.

I thought I should leave my room early in case I got lost. But I didn't. So that's why...

"Well come in." He said, opening the door wide for me to walk in.

'Thanks man'

The moment I stepped in, I was struck with the moisture in the room.

It was all... water. The blue, teal and coral coloured walls had water flowing down them. Large as a Olympic swimming pool.

There was a platform raised above as water lines the edges of the room. Any littered about it in a chaotic but organized matter, were furniture matching the theme of the room.

Is this some Enchanto reference?

But looking around, I felt quite uncomfortable in this place...

I felt as if the warm but coolish air was trying to suffocate me. But not in the all at one sense. But as a feeling and a metaphorical sense.

"Ah rite... Electricity doesn't mix with water nor machines." Hornacle stated in his gruff, accented tone. "Can you handle this for the day though? We can move somewhere else if that's th' case."

I shook my head and patted his arm in reassurance. I will grow into it.

So... hang out right?

How do we hang out?

"Hey, take a seat." Hornacle spoke up and out to me, pulling back a chair from a table to offer.

I smiled and nodded, gratefully taking it. Thank you Hornacle.

"They told me Y'can't eat solids, but liquids are fine right?"

I nodded again.

Hornacle apparently, stepped over the edging of the room. Was held floating by some mysterious force. He did not fall into the waters below