For the last 5km the sound of grunting and slurping was the only thing carrying us on. The Grass Trout had been following us this whole time. We called him 'Giggles' just for fun, Yet he was not going to stop following us. He was like a round ball with little legs. It liked pretty cute despite all the weird noise it was making.
"We camp out here, Giggles would have to sleep with you. He is your pet though."
That night we made a little shelter and a fire. It looked amazing for two Resistance troops. The other nights we just slept under the stars. Giggles was warm and very soft like a pillow. So that's what I did...
All of a sudden a loud noise woke me up from my sleep. It was still dark and Giggles was gone. From out of the bushes came a dozen men dressed in green and brown robin hood suits and were equipped with bows. On one of the sticks was a bleeding round ball. "This isn't giggles, Where's giggles!"
The man walked forward who was covered in tattoos. "My name is Rich, Your friends are back at the Colt House. They are safe."
"They?..."
I climbed up the ladder to the Tree house that seemed more like a warehouse on a tree. Frost and Giggles jumped out to see me along with someone else, Lisa. She wore a royal dress and she looked better than she did the last time I saw her. We all sat down and she told us the story all about how she survived the blast and every thing. Me, Frost and Lisa all sat down in our beds and slowly drifted off to sleep.
Part 17 coming very soon (Because of term shortness)...
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