Twisted Wonderland 2

Sparkling in The Sand

The boys have gathered a large pile of logs, using magic to cut down the trees and stack them into a neat pile. You gather sticks and materials for firewood, trying your best to contribute.

"Mrah... I'm exhausted!" Grim collapses to the floor. "I gotta magically cut a tree down, levitate it somewhere, cut another one, levitate that one... This's way more work than I was expectin'. I'm hungry, too..." He immediately perks up. "I know! I'll go check up on Team Provisions! Myahaha!"

Grim takes off through the trees.

"No! Grim, come back!" You look to the boys sheepishly. "Uh, sorry. I'll be right back." You set your sticks down. "Don't take from my pile."

You chase after Grim.

"Oh hey, Sealie and Shrimpy bailed." Floyd chuckles. "Guess that means they'll be coming in last."

Riddle rolls his eyes. "I never agreed to your competition anyway. I'm not a child. You're the only one who gets worked up over that sort of thing. Wouldn't you agree, Jack?"

Jack doesn't hear at first, too busy carrying a large log on his shoulder.

"Oh, sorry." Jack sets the log to the floor next to his huge pile. "He said it was a competition, so I was trying to keep my head in the game..."

"Dang, Sea Urchin, you've been BUSY." Floyd laughs. "That's a huge heap of logs you've got! I think you're pullin' ahead of me."

"It's impressive, certainly..." Riddle looks to the wolf curiously. "But are your magic reserves all right, Jack? Cutting trees is tiring work in and of itself, let alone carrying them all. You shouldn't wear yourself out."

Jack tilts his head. "Who said anything about magic? I'm just carrying the logs by hand. Like this."

Jack walls over to a huge log and lifts it into his shoulder, his muscles straining under the effort.

Floyd and Riddle's eyes widen.

"To think he can do all that by relying on nothing but his physical strength..." Riddle says in awe.

Floyd grins. "You're the man, Sea Urchin! You got muscles for DAYS. Somethin' like this is totally a cakewalk for you, isn't it? In which case, you can get mine too."

Jack growls. "Hey, don't dump your logs on top of the ones I'm already carrying! You'll ruin my balance!"

Floyd quirks an eye. "Huh? I didn't do nothin'."

"Then why is my load suddenly heavier?"

Jack lowers the logs to find a blue creature grinning at him.

"Woo-hoo!" Stitch dances on the logs.

"Hey! Don't hop around on my stuff!"

Floyd grins. "What's up? You here to play? Or did you find somethin' cool?"

Rustling alerts the boys to something coming towards them. The mechanical sharks leap from the bushes and surrounds the boys. They hover above the ground and snarl their sharp metal teeth.

Riddle leaps back. "It's more of Gantu's robots! Were you fleeing from them?"

Floyd smirks. "You guys don't get it. Don't worry, Stitch. I'm pickin' up what you're puttin' down. Playin' by yourself's a drag, so you want us to bust 'em up with you!"

Stitch copies Floyd's smirk.

Floyd laughs. "Let's have some FUN!"

The jungle floor is littered with scrap metal and wires in a smoking heap with Stitch standing on top. A shark shakily lifts its head only for Stitch to bash it to the ground.