They the Wubbox : Rewritten

[Chapter 16]

~Wubbox POV~

I didn't expect to have so much happening in my life as soon as i woke up. Meeting new people, then running off to sleep, and meeting more, then finding your kid again, it takes a lot out of you. Through the time frame, i only felt fear and apathy. That Dark Abbys of Death must have also killed my emotions for a while. But, finally, he could feel something else. Remorse and sorrow. Pain, if you would.
"What would he be doing right now?" I would ask myself.

"Who?" Wublin's deep and cold voice spoke through the silence.
Panic attacked me like a rabid critter, and his threatening appearance did none to help me calm down. After a moment of breathing, i looked back up at him. He had a smug smile on his face, and leaned halfway on the counter, one pair of arms holding himself up, and the other two keeping his head up as he looked down at me as if i were a serf of the land.
"Great to see you again!" He said in a high-pitched voice as he showed off his sharp teeth in a threatening manner.

"Fuck. Off." I said sternly, starting to pick myself from the ground.

"Is that how you treat your bestest friend in the whole world? Yeah, i get i'm not "boy friend" status yet, but i might as well be!" Wublin giggled.

"Why would i date a freak of my imagination that treats me like a disobedient child? I'm not up to reliving my childhood as an adult." I grabbed onto the counter and stood back up, a permeant scowl in my eyes.

"Look, my mood problems are just like yours!" He stood up straight.

"It's completely different, because you go out of your way to hurt others physically! I've been trying so hard to change, but your just a burden on me! Constantly dragging my soul down and stopping me from being who i need to be!" I yelled at him.

"For who? Nobody is as close to you as i am! Not even Fire is as close as us! Is he even still alive?" His tone changed from reasoning to mocking.

"Out." I pointed to the door, my facing turning off like a switch.

"W-What..?" He looked a bit astonished.

"Out. Get out of my shed right now." I said with a more demanding tone.

"I'm apart of your mind moron!"

"Out!"

"Daaad...Stop arguing with your imagination please.." Brump walked through the door of the other room, groaning with a tired voice as he seemed to have been woken by our shouting. "I know you struggle with a lot, and my solution : sleep."

"I'm so sorry, Brump. I-I'm gonna try. I might need to see like...A therapist or psychiatrist or somethin'. I'll try to sleep."

"Actually, besides your yelling, i kinda wanted to ask something."
Brump walked over to me, then sitting by the window. He does surprisingly well for a blind monster, being able to move around corners and objects more easily than he did as a young one.
"Whats up?" I asked him.

"Well..it's kinda weird, but...What does the outside world look like?" He looked up to me, the branches of his stalks gliding up with the movement.

"Oh. Thats quite the loaded question, Brump. It's also quite biased depending on your view of the world." I said nervously, bringing my hand to my neck.