Chapter 68: Retreat

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So the thing about Italians, especially the Italian army, is that they can travel far distances across most terrains. And that is exactly what Pearl mastered, retreating. Phil stopped not even halfway through the forest, "I... I need to take a breather..." He panted.
"You can,"
"R-Really?"
"Yeah, but we'll leave you behind. We can't afford to stop running." Pearl looked at the sky, it was sunset. She loved the sunset, the many different shades of pink, orange and yellow. The sunset was always breath taking.
Pearl climbed up a tree to the top, she sat in the bushy, green leaves.
That was when she made a mistake.
"I.. Found.. You.."
She jumped and accidentally fell off.
"WHAT THE FUCK YOU SCARED ME SHITLESS!!" Pearl screeched while Waglington laughed hysterically.
"Ugh, I think I broke my leg when I fell off. Can you carry me home?" She complained.
"It's probably just sprained, but okay." He picked her up and carried her to the tower, it was easy because Pearl was the same weight as a cat.
"So how was your time in Italy?" Wag asked.
"It was actually kind of scary." Pearl looked down.
"And why is that?"
"I don't know, I can't even remember a lot, all I remember is darkness and feeling numb all over. It was kind of frightening because for a long time, I felt like there was nothing for me. I can't even remember if it was Italy!"
"Then how did you learn how to fluently speak Italian and retreat quickly?"
"I don't even know, it just came naturally to me."
"I felt dead on the inside." Pearl started crying.
"Hey, don't cry. We're here." Waglington kicked open the door. He plopped Pearl on the couch and made coffee. He gave a cup to her that said, 'hottie alert, I meant coffee'. She smiled and took a sip. Wag sat down next to her with a cup that said, 'Everyday is Waifu day'.
The two drank coffee and had conversations until 12 pm, Pearl laid her head on Wag's shoulder. "So yeah," she yawned.
"Yeah?" Waglington almost dropped his cup from exhaustion.
"Yeah..." Pearl smiled.
Then they just said, 'yeah', for an hour and fell asleep.
At five in the morning Phil slowly opened the door, he dragged in a knocked out Tom and carried a bleeding, knocked out Matt with one arm.
Phil carefully tip-toed in, he dragged Tom (Tom's head hitting each step) upstairs and threw him in his room. Phil accidentally left Matt on the kitchen floor.
Phil took a pillow and a blanket and slept outside.
The sunrise opened up her yellow petals and let light spread to every corner. Wag yawned, he stretched and hit Pearl in the face. She fell off the top of the couch (Btws: since she's half cat, Pearl has a habit of sleeping on the tops of couches). "Ow," she rubbed the side of her head. Matt was taking muffins out of the oven, half of the muffins were horribly burnt, the other half of the muffins were on fire, and to top that off, they were made with hot sauce.
Matt made hot coffee that gave an aura of steam around him, he took a sip of the coffee and ate a piece of the muffin.
"Ahhhh~" he said, relaxed.
Pearl coughed and fanned the smoke from the muffin away with her hand. Phil groggily walked in from the backyard door.
"How the hell did you get there?" Wag asked.
"I don't know or care..." Phil yawned while walking upstairs.
Tom fell down the stairs, "Hello assholes and Pearl." He got up, bruises covering his face and body.
"Ouch, you sure you wanna go outside today?" Waglington questioned, concerned.
"I'm fucking fine-"
Phil tripped over Tom and they both fell face first on the hard, rose-quartz floor.
"I hate you... you shit stain." Tom grumbled.

I guys! I'm going to be at Arizona for the weekend and Monday. That's all.
-GerIta is 100% canon

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