Chapter 11

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Chapter 11 - Storm

Disclaimer: The characters that make up the cartoon, Wander over Yonder, do not belong to me; neither does anything that you would recognize. Instead, those wonderful things belong to Craig McCracken and his crew.

Summary: Even in the darkest of storms, there is always something to light the way.

Warning: Mention of Sylander (Sylvia and Wander) romance, as well as potential head-cannons. (Possibilities of it being a little AU)

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81. Journey

Sylvia knew that if she was traveling with Wander, than things were bound to get rather interesting rather quickly.

82. Half

Two lonely halves make a whole, and it was the same concept with Wander and Sylvia.

83. Dying

Sylvia rather disliked - no, down right hated, more so than Lord Bonehead even - the idea of her little buddy, Wander, dying. She could not imagine a world, much less a day, without the cheerful nomad.

Unfortunately, there was a first time for everything; and that included the fading of a bright star.

84. Waiting

The universe waited patiently, although it continued to expand; spreading and creating even more of its breath-taking surprises. It pulsed with many millenniums of pent up happiness as it waited for someone to discover its beauty.

Fortunately, the universe and its seemingly endless creations did not have to wait for much longer; for across its wide plane, a fierce babe's delighted cry split the night.

85. Pain

Since gaining their friendship, mostly Wander's, day after day, Sylvia reminded the skeleton overlord that if he were to harm the nomad in any way at all, then she would return it; only ten times worse.

86. Oceans

Those large bodies of water that took up a part of nearly every planet that they would visit, continued to remind the traveling duo of the mysteries that lurked beneath their feet.

87. Passion

The same love that Wander held for the universe and the people that he met was not something that one would come across often; and it made the passion all that more worth while.

88. Clouds

"Oo, look at that one!" Came an excited squeal from the center of a grassy and flower-littered field. "It looks like a cute, lil' kitty!"

Folding her hands behind her angular head, the Zbornak offered a smile as means of agreement. "Yeah," she said, and then turned to the quiet overlord that was directly across from her. "What d'ya think, bonehead?"

Frowning momentarily at the nickname, Lord Hater tried a go at the game. Bright green eyes scanning the cloud-littered morning sky, he offered; "Uh, that one looks like...a rocket."

Being the first to respond, Commander Peepers cheered, "good one, sir!" And the compliment was followed by a couple rounds of claps.

Smiling wide as well, Wander agreed; "Yeah! Now, what about that one over there? Syl?"

"I think it looks like a piece of pie..."

For a moment, the skeletal overlord ignored the close partners exchange a few comments on the cloud "game". He closed his eyes with an inward sigh, 'how did he ever get sucked up into something as crazy as being alliances with cloud-watchers?'

However, as he opened his eyes to continue in the endless cloud-based activity, Lord Hater came to a smile-inducing decision: this was not so bad! After all, it gave him time to contemplate on ways to conquer new planets!

"...you, Hater?"

Jerking, said alien quickly came up with an answer; "U-Um, a-a flower?"

When he was greeted with a long round of silence, Hater knew that his answer was not one that had been originally requested.

Eyes darting back up to the quickly passing clouds, and ignoring the muffled giggles of the blue Zbornak, Lord Hater grumbled; "Shut up."

Oh, yeah, he hated this game.

89. Anger

More often times than not, the hat would offer a chakra or two to the easily-angered Zbornak; and many times said alien would become that much angrier.

Thus, activated the endless cycle of chakra giving and growl receiving between magical hat and loyal Zbornak.

90. Rich

While Wander was rich with sights of the many planets and burning stars, he, Lord Hater, was well-supplied with prisoners and conquered planets.

But the one thing that the both of hem shared equally was experience.

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