They the Wubbox : Rewritten

[Chapter 11]

Screemu held onto Petite closely, keeping him close to itself as he slept. Bona was standing by Wubbox as he combed his fur, though struggling as Bona would reflexively shake his fur, and Wubbox would have to start again.
"Bona, can you keep still please?"

"Sorry, i can't.."

Wubbox sighed. "Ok. I'll let you go." He then brought his hand up, and gave Bona a small pat on the head before he walked off. Bona walked over to Screemu, taking a seat next to him and looking at him, and they had a near-silent conversation, which Wubbox couldn't hear.

Wubbox then went back to his notebook, reading over his notes once again, making a few changes, then closing it again.
"Ok you two— three, i'm going outside for a bit. You think you can stay still for a minute?"

"Yeah." Bona and screemu said together, though Screemu was more quiet.
Wubbox then got up from his seat, and walked out into the hallway. He stopped just outside the door. He rehearsed what he had written in his head quickly. After gaining the confidence, he turned the doorknob, and walked out. As he did, he quickly spoke.

"Ok, everyone." Wubbox called out, and those around the island looked over to him, some getting up to walk over. "So, im out here..to say..i'm really sorry for what happened in the past—with me ignoring you and getting mad at really small things with you....It-it was completely my fault, and i was not doing so good then. But, i've reflected o some things, and now, i recognize what i did as wrong, and i'm really sorry for that."

He waited in silence as the group stayed quiet. They looked confused amongst each other. Had he really had a change of heart? Or was he trying to plan something against them? There was no real way to tell, but Poewk could feel his sincerity.

"I forgive you. As least you didn't only apologize after bottling everything up and making the situation worse. I'm glad you got the courage apologize."
Most of the group agreed with what Poewk said, and started to talk with Wubbox. But Thwok and Tympa stepped back from the group.

As they started a small conversation, loud lightning crashed and split the air from the storm around the island. They all turned to the source of the sound. Not a few heartbeats later, a large bird like monster came through the clouds, and landing on the blue-dirt ground, sending dust into the air.

Poewk and Dwumrohl quickly rushed over and help the bird up. It's flame like feathers and brown body was something new they hadn't seen before. The bird had a large, black and bear burn mark on the area between it's neck and body, likely being struck from the lightning. It also had a small wrapped package in it's beak, which it dropped onto the ground.

"H-Here for, uh...Wubbox?" The bird spoke in a feminine voice.

"Thats me." Wubbox quickly stepped over to them.

"Its from Rare of plant island." It croaked as it leaned onto Poewk, the large spread scar stuck out and started to smell of burn flesh.

"Well, lets get you inside with that scar first." Wubbox took the package in his hand, then slowly bending down to scoop up the bird, and bringing it with him as they walked back to the building, a few of the wublins following behind them to the building.

He quickly head his breath as the door knob turned, and the door opened with a creak. He quickly ducked down, and hid behind the counter, praying to the celestials he wasn't caught, and could get away quickly with the code written down.
"Where is it.." Wubbox spoke somewhat quietly, shuffling what sounded like papers.

"Dad, come on!" He heard little petite call out to him.

"I'm coming, just..oh, here it is!" Wubbox said triumphantly, then taking what he was looking for with him and leaving the room.

He sighed with extreme relief. Finally he was able to get it. He waited for a few more seconds, then took the small paper out, and went up to the spare desk. There was already a pencil, so he took it, and quickly flipped through the pages. He looked at the name, pictures, and skimmed the island's description as he looked for the best place to go. His eyes landed on one, "light island."

It's beautiful grey land with friendly people of similar teenage, and known for their dark and looming pop culture. He quickly wrote it down and started flipping once more. They needed a backup incase something bad happened. After flipping, he stopped on bone island. An island nearly unknown to the outside world, yet being an accepting place for those who don't fit in, and their known sin culture.

He quickly wrote it down, then went back next to the counter. He waited for a second, then walked over to the door, and quickly slid out of the building.
He stepped over to Tympa who sat on the side of their sleeping building.
"Ok, light island is our first visit, while bone island is our back up."

"Good. And no one saw you? I know Wubbox walked in the building."

"Yes, but i was able to hide in time, and he went out before i was seen."

"Ok.." They sat down by the building, and listened to what others were talking about. They had accepted that they would likely not be able to get back home, would need to meet and actively seek conversation with strangers, and would have to find a way to hide out until they got a place to go.
"Thwok, are you absolutely, positively, completely a hundred percent sure about this? 'Cause if we don't find a way home, we could get stuck on an island forever."

"No doubts about my decision. But if your too skittish, then i guess you can stay here."

Tympa sighed, turning his head and looking up at him. "I'm going back on what i said. I don't forgive him, but i think going to a new island would be too risky. But, i will help you out though."

"Heh, your a good brother, Tympa." He smiled. Maybe where he would be going, he'd find something that would be better for him than the old island he was made one. The blue, grey, and black was getting repetitive and old—he needed something to spark a want in his life. Something desirable. Something worth living for.

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