Hidden Glitches (Animal Jam)

Skorm

Skorm blinked at her, his heart tearing.

"Bepper? What do you mean? Are you okay?"

The little white fox whipped around, her eyes on fire.

"Would you leave me alone Skorm! I mean, its not like you have anyone else to think about!" She turned and started running.

Her words stung him, and he stared after her, still not understanding. Where was the Bepper he knew? The Bepper he loved?

"Wait, Bepper! I love you, more than I love any other jammer," His words came out choked in a sob. Bepper turned, her eyes large and sad,

"I wish I could believe you," Then she turned and melted into the forest. Skorm sat down, his breath coming in gasps. What was happening? Ever since she had disappeared Bepper had hated his guts.

What had he done?

Suddenly a wave of hatred rushed over him. Alistairz. Why had he done this? He had taken away Skorm's home, his pride, his fans, and now Bepper. Skorm growled, ears burning with rage.
What more did Alistairz want from him? The anger faded as soon as it had come and Skorm stared at where Bepper had disappeared. He gulped back the tears. It would be okay. It had to.

"Skorm?" It was Aparri. Skorm turned around, blinking away the gathering tears in his eyes. The red arctic wolf frowned,

"Where's Bepper?" He seemed to always be on the lookout for his sister since she had disappeared. Skorm heaved a sigh,

"She's gone to Jamaa."

Aparri blinked, "Why didn't you tell me?" His voice hardened.

Skorm felt the lump rise in his throat again, "I am now"

"Ugh Skorm, leave her be, she doesn't want you anymore."
Aparri glared at him, then turned and charged into the forest, leaving the fronds of fern quivering.

Skorm swallowed, now Alistairz had taken one more; his friends. With a heavy heart, he padded away towards home. He wondered for a moment if he should talk to Typical, but how would that help? How could she help him get Bepper back?
She was gone. Long gone.
He heaved a sigh, it wouldn't help to mope about it. He looked up from walking along the neighborhood trail to see Wisteriamoon and Snowyclaw walking together, laughing. Skorm stepped back to let them pass, and Snowyclaw looked over at him.

"Hey Skorm," She said cheerfully, her beautiful pale eyes sparkling. Skorm managed a smile,

"Hi."

Wisteria gave him a grin, "We're heading over to my house to do a fashion contest."

Snowyclaw nodded,

"Wanna join us?"

Skorm hesitated, thinking of Bepper. He really wanted to talk to her, make her understand that he really was sorry for hurting her in whatever way. But she had gone, and... He paused and looked up at the expectant faces,

"Uh, sure."

Wisteria's den was still decorated for the holidays, and Skorm felt tears spring to his eyes as he remembered Bepper curling up next to him on the sofa, her warm flank against his side. I had been so short...

"Skorm? You coming?" Snowclaw called. Skorm shook his head to get rid of the sad thoughts;

"Uh, um, yeah!" He turned and bounded after her. Wisteriamoon looked at him worriedly,

"You okay Skorm?" She laughed, "You seem quieter than usual."

Skorm shrugged, "Yeah, just tired I guess." Wisteria looked at him disbelievingly, but shrugged and walked on. He tried to change the subject,

"Where's Julian?" He asked as he settled down on a pillow next to Snowyclaw. Snowyclaw frowned,

"I don't know, I haven't seen him all day."

Wisteria rolled her eyes, "He's probably out on another one of his quests," Skorm noticed her cheeks turn pink as she spoke, then she shrugged,

"I wouldn't worry about him."

The first theme of the contest was a Night of the Phantoms outfit. Skorm tried his best, but kept thinking of Bepper. Was he being a good friend be leaving her alone like she wanted? Or was he abandoning her and giving her up? He shook his head stubbornly as he attached some bat wings. No way. He would never give her up. Not in a million years.

Wisteria and Snowy were snorting with laughter over their outfits, and Skorm joined in,

"I just look like a candy corn," He felt a little lighter as he laughed. He would figure it out. Once the three rounds were over Wisteria planned to put a vote poll in Jamaa for fans to vote. She snapped a photo of each of their outfits. Snowy made some hot chocolate and soon they were sitting around the fireplace, sipping from mugs. Wisteria turned from chatting with Snowy,

"So, Skorm." She hesitated, a strange look in her eyes. "What's up with you and Bepper?" There was no hostility in her eyes, only curiosity and sadness. Skorm flinched and looked away, shrugging slightly,

"Well, she just.." He swallowed, "Ever since she disappeared, she started hating me." He looked up at the wide-eyed faces of his friends. Snowy rested her tail on his shoulder, a deep sympathetic look in her eyes,

"I'm so sorry Skorm," She said, "Did you talk to her about it?"

Skorm nodded, sighing, "She won't listen to me, and now Aparri hates me." He shrugged again and looked away. How could they help him? It was Bepper's choice if she didn't want to be with him. He took a sip of his hot chocolate,

"Its all Alistairz's fault," He said quietly. Snowy growled, startling Skorm. The white and brown wolf was rarely angry,

"Alistairz doesn't know what he's doing!" She snapped, "I hope he understands how much pain he's making."

Wisteriamoon sighed, "There's always gotta be the troublemaker. The hater." She turned to look at Skorm from underneath her pink and brown top hat,

"I just wish I could help you."

Skorm grunted, that's what he thought. She couldn't do anything about it. Neither could he.

"Wait, have you talked to Bepper?" Snowy turned to Wisteria. The brown and pink wolf's eyes lit up,

"Well, I didn't want to annoy her, but maybe she'll tell me what's going on."

Skorm felt a flicker of hope rise in his chest. "You'd do that?" He asked. Wisteria laughed, shoving him,

"Of course! Bepper is my bestie, and you're my friend! I'd do anything to get you guys back together."

Skorm just blinked gratefully.