Weary Inquiry - The Questioning
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Be warned - a little blood and violence in this part!
"Which one is it?" MC asked Nebris, as they both stared at the Pakratts in front of them.
Nebris shrugged. "Beats me," he said frowning. He thought for a moment. "Ask them some questions!"
"That won't work! We have th' same memories, remember?" the Pakratt on the right exclaimed.
MC frowned. "Well, it couldn't hurt," he replied. He stepped forward until he was an equal distance from both Pakratts. "First question: When did we first get to know each other?"
"Easy," the Pakratt on the left said. "Th' seventh UHC games."
"We were Team Diamond Shovel!" the Pakratt on the right added.
MC looked back at Nebris. "Yeah... this is gonna be harder than I thought..." he remarked, trailing off.
"Well, don't look at me. Keep going!" Nebris urged on, holding his enchanted diamond sword at the ready in case something happened.
MC gulped. "R-right. Uh... um... oh! Who is your best friend?!"
The Pakratt on the left was the first one to answer yet again. "Honney," he said without hesitation.
"Hon's pretty much th' only one who's capable of keepin' me in line," the Pakratt on the right said. "Glad she's not here t' see this..."
Nebris stepped forward. "Okay, I have a question. Why did you found the Cobblehaterz?"
"T' make people appreciate cobble," the one on the left answered smoothly.
"People always hated on cobble because it was ugly. I made th' Cobblehaterz t' make people see how difficult life was without cobblestone, in order t' make them gain an appreciation for it," the one on the right answered, getting slightly frustrated at this point.
MC and Nebris looked at at other again. "Well, they both have the correct answers," Nebris remarked. "What do you think."
MC looked over the two Pakratts before turning to his friend and smiling. "I'm pretty sure I know who it is," he said. He then turned to the Pakratt on the left and began approaching him. "Hey, buddy..."
"MC, no!" the Pakratt on the right exclaimed, starting for MC.
But before anyone else in the room could react, MC brought his leg back and kicked the Pakratt on the left, right where he knew it would hurt most.
The Pakratt on the left yelped and dropped the ground, slowly flickering back into the Pondery persona. MC had been right.
The real Pakratt was dumbstruck. "B-but, how?" he asked.
MC turned to his real friend and smiled. "You'd never ask us for help in a situation so dangerous. I knew all along," he said. And then he enveloped Pakratt in a hug.
Nebris clapped MC on the shoulder. "I admit, I didn't know you had it in you," he admitted with a smile.
Behind MC and Nebris, Pondery Pakratt was slowly rising, enchanted sword glinting in his hand. He slowly inched closer, raised his sword, and-
"No!" regular Pakratt yelled, shoving MC out of the way and thrusting forward with his own sword.
Pondery Pakratt stopped and looked down at his chest, which now had a gleaming, enchanted sword sticking out of it. Blood was staining the front of his red robe even more red. He laughed, coughing up more blood in the process. "Well, Deadweight. Looks like you got me." And then he fell.
Regular Pakratt fell too.
Nebris went to take Pondery Pakratt's pulse. "... Dead," he reported grimly.
MC did the same for regular Pakratt. He glanced up at Nebris with a devastated look on his face. "... Dead," he repeated, voice void of emotion.
Nebris stood up slowly and walked over to MC. He placed a comforting hand on the other man's shoulder, who in turn enveloped him in a bone-crushing hug.
"Hey, it's gonna be all right," Nebris said softly, even though he knew things were very far from all right.
MC's shoulders shook as he let out long-repressed tears. Nebris just stood there, allowing him to cry, knowing his friend needed this. Hell, he felt like crying too. Maybe just a little. But he wouldn't.
Suddenly, Pondery Pakratt's body began to glow. MC looked up from Nebris' shoulder to see Pondery Pakratt's body lift itself a little bit into the air before vanishing. Next to them, regular Pakratt's body began to glow a little before subsiding.
MC immediately knelt down next to his friend and checked his pulse. He looked up at Nebris in disbelief. "H-he's alive!"
(To be continued...)
Well, this is the penultimate part, folks! Hope you've enjoyed this wacky little SFW Cobblehaterz adventure!
Be warned - a little blood and violence in this part!
"Which one is it?" MC asked Nebris, as they both stared at the Pakratts in front of them.
Nebris shrugged. "Beats me," he said frowning. He thought for a moment. "Ask them some questions!"
"That won't work! We have th' same memories, remember?" the Pakratt on the right exclaimed.
MC frowned. "Well, it couldn't hurt," he replied. He stepped forward until he was an equal distance from both Pakratts. "First question: When did we first get to know each other?"
"Easy," the Pakratt on the left said. "Th' seventh UHC games."
"We were Team Diamond Shovel!" the Pakratt on the right added.
MC looked back at Nebris. "Yeah... this is gonna be harder than I thought..." he remarked, trailing off.
"Well, don't look at me. Keep going!" Nebris urged on, holding his enchanted diamond sword at the ready in case something happened.
MC gulped. "R-right. Uh... um... oh! Who is your best friend?!"
The Pakratt on the left was the first one to answer yet again. "Honney," he said without hesitation.
"Hon's pretty much th' only one who's capable of keepin' me in line," the Pakratt on the right said. "Glad she's not here t' see this..."
Nebris stepped forward. "Okay, I have a question. Why did you found the Cobblehaterz?"
"T' make people appreciate cobble," the one on the left answered smoothly.
"People always hated on cobble because it was ugly. I made th' Cobblehaterz t' make people see how difficult life was without cobblestone, in order t' make them gain an appreciation for it," the one on the right answered, getting slightly frustrated at this point.
MC and Nebris looked at at other again. "Well, they both have the correct answers," Nebris remarked. "What do you think."
MC looked over the two Pakratts before turning to his friend and smiling. "I'm pretty sure I know who it is," he said. He then turned to the Pakratt on the left and began approaching him. "Hey, buddy..."
"MC, no!" the Pakratt on the right exclaimed, starting for MC.
But before anyone else in the room could react, MC brought his leg back and kicked the Pakratt on the left, right where he knew it would hurt most.
The Pakratt on the left yelped and dropped the ground, slowly flickering back into the Pondery persona. MC had been right.
The real Pakratt was dumbstruck. "B-but, how?" he asked.
MC turned to his real friend and smiled. "You'd never ask us for help in a situation so dangerous. I knew all along," he said. And then he enveloped Pakratt in a hug.
Nebris clapped MC on the shoulder. "I admit, I didn't know you had it in you," he admitted with a smile.
Behind MC and Nebris, Pondery Pakratt was slowly rising, enchanted sword glinting in his hand. He slowly inched closer, raised his sword, and-
"No!" regular Pakratt yelled, shoving MC out of the way and thrusting forward with his own sword.
Pondery Pakratt stopped and looked down at his chest, which now had a gleaming, enchanted sword sticking out of it. Blood was staining the front of his red robe even more red. He laughed, coughing up more blood in the process. "Well, Deadweight. Looks like you got me." And then he fell.
Regular Pakratt fell too.
Nebris went to take Pondery Pakratt's pulse. "... Dead," he reported grimly.
MC did the same for regular Pakratt. He glanced up at Nebris with a devastated look on his face. "... Dead," he repeated, voice void of emotion.
Nebris stood up slowly and walked over to MC. He placed a comforting hand on the other man's shoulder, who in turn enveloped him in a bone-crushing hug.
"Hey, it's gonna be all right," Nebris said softly, even though he knew things were very far from all right.
MC's shoulders shook as he let out long-repressed tears. Nebris just stood there, allowing him to cry, knowing his friend needed this. Hell, he felt like crying too. Maybe just a little. But he wouldn't.
Suddenly, Pondery Pakratt's body began to glow. MC looked up from Nebris' shoulder to see Pondery Pakratt's body lift itself a little bit into the air before vanishing. Next to them, regular Pakratt's body began to glow a little before subsiding.
MC immediately knelt down next to his friend and checked his pulse. He looked up at Nebris in disbelief. "H-he's alive!"
(To be continued...)
Well, this is the penultimate part, folks! Hope you've enjoyed this wacky little SFW Cobblehaterz adventure!
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Date: Sunday, July 28th, 2013 12:45 pm (UTC)I am blown away. He's alive! :D Great job. ^^
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Date: Sunday, July 28th, 2013 03:15 pm (UTC)I can't wait for the next chapter!
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Date: Sunday, July 28th, 2013 03:27 pm (UTC)And yay, he's alive! *coughcoughitotallydidntknowbeforehandcough*
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Date: Sunday, July 28th, 2013 03:43 pm (UTC)Yay Pak's alive!
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Date: Sunday, July 28th, 2013 04:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: Sunday, July 28th, 2013 06:04 pm (UTC)I can finally sleep, knowing Pak is all right. :)
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Date: Sunday, July 28th, 2013 07:54 pm (UTC)no subject
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