Snowcon Forest

Sick

Snatcher was worried, but he would never admit it out loud.

The source of his, concern, was a certain hat brat that he had not seen for several days now. Typically the child would show up two days after her last visit. One day was a break for her to relax and the other was time she spent looking for the remaining Time Pieces, she had told him.

But it had been three days since he had last seen her, and he highly doubted that the brat had forgotten. Some days it seemed like she lived off of making him irritated. So where was Hat Kid?!

The shadow growled and slammed his book down on the table, leaving it there as he floated out of his home. How dare this, kid, make him feel so worried about her! It was infuriating!

He hoped she was okay.

Snatcher gazed up at the star filled sky, trying to see if the kid's ship was still up there. He could not see it, but he had something that would help with this specific task. The shadow summoned his magic and instead of creating something he imagined a specific object appearing on the ground in front of him.

A telescope appeared with a flash of purple and yellow smoke, swiftly adjusting itself so he could use it. It had been decades since he had last used this telescope...

The stars had not brought him any joy during those days, but he still kept the item around in case he ever wished to use it again. Granted for some reason he was beginning to get the urge to stargaze once more whenever the hat brat was around.

The shadow sighed and quickly got to work. He leaned downward and looked through the eyepiece. The brilliant glow of the stars greeted his eyes, but there was no spaceship in sight. He shifted the view, searching the skies for the ship.

Then again he had no idea what the brat's ship looked like. Maybe it was invisible, or perhaps it was positioned on the other side of the planet...

That has to be it!

Snatcher adjusted the knobs and the blurry outline of some strange object floating in space focused until it came into view. It was a wooden spaceship?

The entire spaceship seemed to be made out of some kind of wooden material. From his view, Snatcher could make out a large glass window that made up the front of the ship, with some kind of attachments on the top, bottom, and side, all held together by a gold coloured frame.

Well, the kid's ship was there, but was she inside?

Why the heck was the telescope rocking?! The shadow pulled back, ready to see if one of the legs for the stand had broken, when he noticed his hands. They were shaking. He growled and tried to get them to stay still.

The hat brat was fine! She had fought him and lived, so nothing could beat her!

But what if she was injured and needed help. She was still a child, and all alone.

She made it out of her manor alive, and beat that stupid living outhouse, all on her own!

She has no one to help her if she gets hurt...

"FINE!" The shadow snarled, his magic lashing out around him, avoiding the telescope in his rage. He would check on the stupid brat then, and she would be perfectly fine!

"Uh Boss, are you alright? I felt your magic go all wonky..." Snatcher spun around and faced the Subconite that had appeared behind him. He could sense the worry being projected off the smaller shadow and had to focus for a moment to control his own magical aura.