Waglington was looking at a broken compass, Matt was thinking of a plan, Tom was reading a book on a tree log that he punched down and Ianite was strangling Phil. "Ok, drop it." Tom commanded, Ianite glared at him with lion eyes. "Drop it." He stomped his foot, Ianite huffed and let go of Phil. "T-Thanks." He was out of breath, "How did you learn to do that?" Matt seemed amazed. "I had a dog, it still had rabies." Tom walked back to his log and kept reading his book. "Well, our compass is broken and we can't get our map. Could this get any worse?!"
Rain poured down.
Ianite screeched and kicked the wet dirt. A specific leave shielded Tom and made the water drip in front of him instead of on him (it's happened to me before, this is why I love banana leaves). "Aaaaahhhhhh!!!" Matt ran around like a maniac. Phil handed him a piece of flat wood, he snatched it and tried to cover his head with it. Tom effortlessly casted a spell to form a floating shield above Matt. "Ahhh, what would I do without you?" He sighed in relief, "Die." Tom answered. Phil started laughing and fell backwards. "WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSE TO DO NOW!?" The goddess raged. Tom broke a thick piece of wood off of a tree, he threw it under another tree where it was dry and pushed Matt onto it. "What was that-" the wood instantly caught flame. Wag yawned, "I'm really tired, do we have any-" Tom threw a sleeping bad at Wag. After an hour, the rain stopped and everyone was sitting by the campfire. Phil magically got out a guitar, "Let's gather 'round the campfire and sing our campfire song. Our c-a-m-pf-i-r-e s-o-n-g, song. And if you don't think we can sing faster than you're wrong, but it will help if you just sing along..."
"Bum bum bum..." I sang (what're you doing here, Cake? Gtfo)
Phil took a deep breath, "Oh god," Ianite mumbled.
"*imagine Phil singing this 10x faster, please* C-a-m-pf-i-r-e s-o-n-g song! C-a-m-pf-i-r-e s-o-n-g song! C-a-m-pf-i-r-e s-o-n-g, song! C-a-m-pf-i-r-e s-o-n-g song, it will help if you just sing along~"
"Tom!" Phil pointed at Tom.
"What?" He raised an eyebrow,
"Uh, Wag!"
"*sleeping noises*"
"It will help, it will help, if you just sing-" Ianite grabbed the guitar and hit Phil with it. "Sleep." She pushed his head on the pillow.
"Meow meow, motherfuckers :3"
-Jasperosesprite^2
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Waglington: It All Started With A Cloak And Some Magic.
FanfictionWaglington Magica was the 5th out of 10 children. He never got any attention and was always stuck alone in the corner with a book. Until 1 day when he found out he could cast spells and make potions as a wizard, Wag decided to run away and explore t...
