Chapter 5: The Misunderstanding

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My eyes opened and I saw the knife that was coming down on me. I reacted sorta quickly and grabbed his wrist, ignoring all the pain surging through my head. Vanoss seemed shocked along with Delirious, "You're awake?" Delirious questions. I nod, "But if I didn't do that, then I wouldn't be." I rubbed my eyes, trying to make them focus to their normal bluriness, but it just wasn't happening.
Delirious sighed and walked over to me handing me a wire type thing, with glass in the two circles. 'Glasses.' I thought and put them on. The world came clear to me and I was finally able to identify what Delirious and Vanoss look like.
Delirious had a mask, of what I am unable to identify, with brown hair dishevled around it, a blue hoodie, with a white shirt underneath, and a pair of black jeans.
Vanoss had brown eyes, and I guess he looked, when people identified each other's ethnicity, asian, he had crow black hair, was wearing a red jacket with a white stripe, and some jeans.
The medical room was one that I haven't seen before, a bed with a sheet on it, a table filled with organized medicine and patches, and the walls were rotting a little, but go unoticed.
I sigh and look at the two people I first met that actually gave me a chance. "Look. I, uh... Am not wanted here, so I can just leave-" Vanoss was about to butt in, but I stopped him, "-Don't worry about your base, because every group I left, I always traveled miles and miles away." I started to get up. I slowly walked to grab my bag and stopped at the medic's door, "Oh. And about the Wildcat and Basically thing, that's a huge misunderstanding. I thought I was actually protecting them. From something I didn't see though." I then left, never to look back.
A few of the guys tried to stop me, but I continued forward, ignoring them. I got to the entrance and climbed the ladder, not looking back.
I ran out of the house. Down the street.
A street turned into blocks, blocks turned into meters, meters turned into miles. I finally decided to take a breather at an old rusted park. I sat down on the playground slide and tried to keep myself out of anyone's vision if they walk by the entrance. It wasn't till I was actually calm for a moment, that I realized, I was crying. "Dammit..." I mumbled and rubbed my eyes under my glasses. "Forgot about them." I took them off and anger surges through me. I sit up and I throw them to the entrance and lean back into my hiding space on the slide. The blurry sky was beautiful. I love the look of blending orange and pink.
I relaxed for a bit, planning my adventure ahead of me. As I was thinking I heard a branch break, and a footstep stop.
I held still.
Whoever the person was, they were extremely close. I held my breath as I heard their footsteps get louder. I got my knife ready.
The footsteps got a lot slower when approaching me, meaning they suspect someone is on it. I waited for the slow steps to get right next to the slide, and I attacked.
I sprang up and jumped on the person, making us lose balance and him fall. Turns out he had a buddy with him, because I was thrown off. I hit the dirt ground and started to slowly back away. Whoever attacked me was definitely hurt. But not by me.
I watch as his friend leans over him and attempts to pick him up. He had no intention of attacking me at all. "Uhh..." His head snapped in my direction and he stood up, trying to do the best defense stance he could. I giggled and stood up, "Look man. It seems like you don't want trouble and I am a merciful man." I said slowly and carefully. I tried to examine the guy before me, but was unable to come up with anything, other than the green hair that was sticking out of his head. I looked down at his friend who had red hair. 'What a weird combination.' I chuckled and looked at the grass head, "So... Are you going to attack me? Or what? I need to know so I can move on." The plant head didn't answer me. I shrugged and started to walk away.
As I was about to reach the entrance a small, irish voice called, "Wait..." I turned around, "Yes?" He hesitated, "Can you help me? Uh... Get this lard back to my base..?"
I burst out in laughter, "Are you serious? You're going to lead a complete stranger into your base and give me the possibility of ambushing you." I continued to laugh.
But it seemed the irish green mop, wasn't amused. "Look here. I am a very good judge of character and like you said, you are a merciful man. So help me carry this lazy bastard back to my base so I don't have to camp out in this highly popular park." I couldn't see it, but I know he smirked.
I sighed in defeat, "Fine. Let me find my glasses then." I searched around at the entrance and finally found them close to the road, surprisingly unharmed. I put them on and I wasn't able to identify kryptonite man and redstone guy. "Let's go shall we?" I said grabbing a hold of spaggheti sauce's legs. Green apple peal, grabbed him by the armpits, then we were off.

We took the back route to the base so we were well hidden. "So... What's your name?" I ask. He doesn't answer, "Is this like, I can't tell anyone my real name, or are you just being a dick?" I asked. He chuckled at my second comment, "The first one. Since I don't have a nickname, I have to keep my name a full on secret." He explained. I nodded, "What about tomato head here. Does he have a name?" "Same with him." I nod and we continue walking, "My name's Mini Ladd by the way." The green apple just nodded.

We finally make it to a small house, hidden behind large buildings. It was broken down and rotting, but it looked sturdy. We walked in and placed the red apple on, what I guess was a couch.
"Thanks. Now you better leave and go back to your group, or your going to fell the wrath of B-uh... MUYSKERM!" He shouted and I laughed. "You might get his attention anyway." I commented. He laughed and went to grab something. He came back in a matter of seconds with a box. It was a first aid kit.
"Seriously, you should leave. Muyskerm will kill you if he finds you here." I nod and sigh, "Well. Glad I could help. And I hope to see you in the future carrot." I said and started to walk away, "Carrot?" He questions, "I've been calling you guys names based on your hair colors." "So why carrot?" "The top of a normal carrot is green, duh!" I say and start to walk away. I hear the grinch laugh and I finally walk all the way out, to meet face to face with a man that was twice my size. He had glasses and a purple shirt on. He stared at me and from behind him another guy stumbled towards the house, "Who are you?" The purple shirt guy asked. The guy behind him looked at me, "Uh... I'm Mini Ladd." I said quietly. The purple guy didn't look so friendly, "So I guess your Muyskerm." I look at the man behind him, "Who's the klutz?" The red shirted guy looked offended, "How dare you! I am not a klutz-" "Shut up Minion." Muyskerm said and Minion? closed his mouth.
"Minion?" I questioned, "Short for LordMinion777!" Minion said happily. Muyskerm glared back at him and he shut up once more, "What are you doing here?" He asked me. I began to lose my confidence, "Just helping the moldy potato in there carry the red lard back to the base, because somehow, someway, not by me, he was attacked." I explained.
Muyskerm stared me down for a moment before yelling, "Septic head! Get out here!" And just like that, the little green headed irishman appeared. "You called?" "You know this kid?" Green head and ham looked at me then nodded, "Sorry, but he didn't kill Ma-tomato head when he was knocked down. He spared me also." The septic head, as Muyskerm called him, explained.
"Okay. Well, thank you for your service. We owe you one." Muyskerm started to walk inside, I stopped him, "Actually... Can I stay here tonight? My latest group kicked me out and I don't have a place to stay. It's just for the night." I asked.
Muyskerm seemed to highly contemplate this question, when he finally nodded. "Thanks." "You're sleeping in the main room." "I'll be out before sun rise." I followed them inside and let the night pass by.
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So, as you all read, I gave Jack and Mark some nicknames. Can ya'll spot them all? XD I love some of them, my favoritw was the moldy potato.
Sorry, hope you enjoyed.

~Bunnyflowerpetal

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