Blue Fire | Stickman story

Chapter 5

Chain was lying on the floor and breathing heavily. Apparently he absolutely hates the heat.

"Water?" came up and asked Blue.

"Yes... Please..." said Chain.

"Are you sick? You look bad," Red said and put his hand to Chain's forehead. Chain said nothing and just closed his eyes.

"Here you are,"

Blue came with a glass of water. Chain sat down and slowly drank all the cool water.

"Thank you, Blue," Chain thanked him.

"How are you?" asked SC anxiously.

"Better than in the Nether," breathed Chain.

They sat for another couple of minutes in silence, when suddenly a door opened on the other side of the screen and a man appeared in the room, who looked about 30 years old. He closed the door behind him and went to the computer. Chain looked up and began to get very nervous, but he tried not to show emotion. Alan walked over and sat down at the table. His gaze fell on the stickmen. He reached out his hands to the keyboard and began typing.

"Hi, how I see you have come with a new friend?" he wrote next to the stickmen.

"His name is Chain and we met him somewhere where there is a lot of snow and very cold," SC said in the text and asked Red something. "This place is Siberia, maybe."

"Siberia? So you're Russian?" Alan asked him.

Chain nodded. Purple came up with a wet rag and placed it on Chain's forehead. Alan noticed this and wrote:

"What is with him? Does he feel bad?"

"He felt bad in the Nether, don't you know what to do?" asked SC.

"I think it has overheating due to the high temperature. Put him in a bath and try to completely submerge his body in water. Just watch that he doesn't lost consciousness, otherwise it'll only get worse," typed Alan.

Stickmen nodded and dragged the poor Russian into the bathroom. They poured cool water into the bath and Chain crawled into the water. He couldn't completely fit into the bath, his head and legs weren't in the water. But he felt better already.

A few minutes in cool water did their job and the headache went away. Chain opened his eyes and yawned. Sharp teeth sparkled in the light of the lamp.

"Nice teeth!" the voice on the left said approvingly.

Chain shuddered in surprise. He looked to his left and saw Purple sitting on a stool.

"Thanks... I think," said Chain, not knowing how to respond to such a compliment.

"You fell asleep right in the water, so I was put here to guard you while the others go about their business," said Purple, breaking the awkward silence.

Chain nodded. He thought what would happen next. Both waited in silence. This silence began to strain both of them and it was necessary to do something about it. Chain decided to ask something normal.

"Who's that man?"

"Alan," Purple replied and quickly added. "I don't live here, I'm just their friend. Sometimes I go to visit them. I don't know much about him, but he is their animator and that's for sure."