I've been Adopted by the Yogscast!

Chapter 16

Zoey's POV (Yeah, I went there.)

I was angry. It's not easy to make me angry. I see myself as a fairly nice person. Wherever Kayla was, she didn't like it. I could tell from the mushroom she drew. It was our code. We hung out at Yogtowers while Lewis paced about the lounge obviously thinking of a way to get her back. The kidnapper had left no trace except the rag we had found. Rythian was really upset and when I say upset, I mean he was angry, mad, and very, very ticked off. He had cried a little in the beginning from the shock but managed to pull himself together. He was now punching the lounge walls. Duncan was slicing things to pieces with his machete. Sparkles* was still pounding angrily on the wall. Hannah and I were trying to console Kim. We weren't doing very well seeing as we were crying ourselves. Martyn and Kaeyi were attempting to calm Simon which wasn't working very well. Anya was staring into space on the couch. Paul was on the phone with Chris(Sips) and the two were having a heated discussion. About what, I don't know. The Hatfilms guys were trying stop Sparkles* from punching things other than the wall. It was total chaos. I wonder how Kayla's feeling. Probably terrified and angry. Was she cold? Hungry? Thirsty?

Sparkles* POV

I want to kill whoever kidnapped this poor girl. Nobody, and I mean nobody, harms a Yog without serious consequences. Everyone was upset over it and we haven't even met the girl! I punched the wall again and again. Then I was aware of someone else punching the wall beside me. I looked to my left to see a very angry Rythian pounding his fists on the wall. I don't blame the poor guy. His daughter just got kidnapped.

Lewis's POV

I was brainstorming intensely. I had already decided on the Yogs still going to Minecon. We couldn't make everyone else feel terrible just because we did. Plus, maybe someone saw Kayla. "Okay, guys! Rythian, Sparkles*, stop punching the wall and listen." I said. Rythian mumbled some, probably very unkind, words in Swedish. "We are still going to Minecon." I began, immediately hearing grumbles and protests from the others. "After all, we can't disappoint everyone else and someone might have seen Kayla." I continued. The protests lessened and so did the grumbling. "So what do we do in the meantime?" asked Rythian in his Swedish accent crossing his arms. "Well, we check around and put posters up or something." I said uneasily. "Like she's a dog!" Rythian yelled angrily. I winced. Nobody wanted an angry Rythian on their tail. "No." I said calmly. "Like an amber alert." He sighed "Fine. Maybe someone knows where she is." So we made posters and flyers describing Kayla and who to contact if sombody found her. Our room of chaos and tears had transformed into a room of chaos and work. And also tears.