Fractured ⇔ Cube SMP (Sequel to Mirrors)

Chapter 8

Will and Bee patched up my hand.

"What the hell got into you?"

"A lot of glass. Your point?" I said sarcastically.

Bee sighed and left.

Will sat next to me.

"Bee and I are going out to scout out an apartment complex. Wanna come?"

I was surprised at the offer and accepted.

"We leave in two hours. Okay?"

"Kay." (A/N- I SWEAR IF PEOPLE TAKE THIS AS A TFIOS REFERENCE IM GONNA HIT MYSELF OVER THE HEAD WITH A PINEAPPLE)

-Two Hours Later-

We were off to this mysterious apartment complex west of the base.

It was dark and damp. Winter is just ending so everyones hoping for warmer nights.

Will and I edged forward and Bee lagged behind a bit.

A sound came from around the corner and my finger wrapped around the trigger instinctively.

I turned to Will for an 'all clear' signal.

He nodded and we moved in on the front door.

We made our way to through the rooms and managed to scavenge together a blanket, three bottles of water, and seven granola bars.

As we exited the fifth room, the ceiling creaked.

Bee lead us up the staircase and into the room above the one we were just in.

"You two stay on either side of the door, I'll go straight in." I whispered.

Will and Bee both nodded and got in position.

I broke the door lock with one kick and held up my gun as I advanced in, Will and Bee behind me.

A person rounded the corner and threw his hands in the air.

"Don't shoot!" He shouted in a familiar voice.

My eyes widened and I put down my gun.

Bee pushed past me and hugged him.

"We thought you were dead Mitchell." Bee sounded like she was on the verge of tears.

"Well, here I am." Mitchell looked at his feet. "Sean is dead, though."

Bee hugged him tighter.

I stepped forward but Will grabbed my wrist.

His hand slipped into mine and we waited for Bee and Mitchell to finish catching up.

Mitchell had been living off the supplies someone left behind. He gathered up the rest and we all headed back to base.

=+=

I rubbed my necklace between my fingers as we all chatted as a group, catching up.

Little Dashiell is starting to learn to walk.

I'm learning how to use first aid.

Will and I are also training in using knifes/shivs.

And soon, we were all just having fun again.

Devon smiled and cracked a joke.

Bee suggested a bit of 'duck duck goose.

Hell, I even laughed a bit.

Maybe things are looking up.

Hey dere, sick panda here D:

So I'm sorry for not publishing yesterday.

I'm sick, so I kinda put off writing for a bit.

But I'm not here to guilt trip you guys, I promise that I'll try to get more writing done :)

I love you all!

Byeeeeeee <3