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Techno walking around, Skeppy following behind. "Skeppy, I feel like we're lost." Techno muttered, stopping and looking around. They've been walking through what seems to be circles, identical trees and bushes around every corner in this endless forest. Skeppy also looked around, before looking at Techno and shrugging. "I dunno maybe that way?" He pointed at a random direction, the box on his head making it impossible to know his facial expression.
Techno sighed, "We're not gonna play guessing game." Techno was clearly tired, eye bags where under his eyes, just that nobody could see because he was wearing a pig skull over his actual face.
"It's not a guessing game! I can feel it! There's gotta be something that way!" Skeppy insisted. Techno rolled his eyes. "Your not taking this seriously, are you?" He furrowed his eyebrows. "Nope" Skeppy smirked. Techno took a deep breath in, mumbling "Why was I cursed to have this as my step-sibling" under his breath.
Before Techno could continue to get any more angrier, they both froze at the sound of what sounded like whistling. "What's that?" Skeppy whispered, looking at the direction that it was coming from. "Maybe it's a man with an axe ready to cut our head's off and store us in his fridge to eat later..?!" Techno grew fearful, explaining exactly what he thought it was.
Skeppy thought for a second. "Hmm.. Nah." He smiled, walking into the dark woods as he listened for the whistling. "Skeppy you idiot..!" Techno whisper screamed, following behind in a hurry.
Skeppy came to a stopped as he peaked his head around the corner. There was a man with blond hair and a blond beard, cutting a log in half. Techno begun asking himself if chasing behind his brother was a good idea. Techno then noticed something else about the man, something that proved he needed glasses because he couldn't see it before.
Two large black wings, both in a tucked position. Somehow though, Techno felt more scared than amazed. He grabbed Skeppy's wrist and pulled him away as they both ran to hide behind another tree, farther from the stranger.
"Oh my god does he have wings..?!" Techno finally let out, trying to keep this voice down. "Yeah! That's so cool!" Skeppy gasped, his voice loud. "Shhh!" Techno shushed Skeppy, putting his pointer finger on Skeppy's mouth. "No you shhh!" Skeppy argued back, doing the same to him.
"What are you two doing here?" A sudden voice causing both of them to jump spoke with a british accent. Both of them were grabbed by their arm and roughly pulled away from there hiding place, being lifted off the ground. "Ow!" Skeppy cried, trying to pull the man's strong grip off him. "Hey! Let go!" Techno yelled, trying to kick at the man.
The man put them both on the ground. "Look mate, you shouldn't be here." His voice seemingly softened upon realizing they were both kids. "The bea-" "I'm sorry I won't do it again!" Cried Techno. "W-We won't appear in your tracks just please don't cut our heads off and store us for eating!" Techno covered him and Skeppy with the red cape he wore.
"What? Mate I'm not doing none of that. Just follow me back to my cabin and you'll be fine." The man told them. Standing both of them up with a tug. They followed the mysterious man with wings. "Do you eat seeds?" Skeppy's voice asked. "S-Skeppy! Shush!" Techno covered the younger one's mouth. "No you shush!" Skeppy copied the exact same movements.
"Eh.. Seeds are indeed pretty good. I prefer worms tho-!" The man laughed, seemingly joking. Techno took Skeppy by his hand and kept him close, wary of the man and his intentions. They made it to what looked like a small wooden cabin, a mill with black ink spinning beside it.
All of them walked into the house, the man quickly walking over to nearby the fire, putting his logs beside the fireplace and placing his axe on the wall. Techno backed away a bit with Skeppy, bending slightly to whisper to him.
"Okay, maybe we could knock him out and escape? But how? And what would happen if we couldn't knock him out? Would we even have time to escape? You know what, forget that plan I'll see what i can come up with here." He finished, standing straight.
"So.. When are you going to kill us?" Techno furrowed his eyebrows. "Mate, How many times do I have to tell you, I ain't killing you." He lit the fire and stood up, walking to the cabin's doors. "You can leave whenever you want, I don't care. I'm just warning you. It's dangerous for two kids to be outside alone." The man said, before leaving.
Techno looked at the door, no locking sound was heard. "Oh- I guess we can leave?" Techno asked himself out loud. Skeppy shrugged. Techno sighed and stood up, laying on the red couch. "Sometimes I feel like I'm just a boat, twisting toward an endless black sea. Further and further, drifting away from where I want to be. Who I want to be." Techno said, dramatically posing after each sentence.
He then lifted his head off the sofa with his arms to look at Skeppy. "Do you understand?" He asked. Skeppy glared at him for a few seconds, before grabbing a rock with painted on black sunglasses and painted on white hair. "Did you know dinosaurs had ears? They just didn't know cause they didn't have bones in their ears? That's a fact! A Puffy fact!" Skeppy waved the rock around.
Techno looked at him, before taking a deep breath in, he couldn't catch a break, could he? Skeppy then took out a duck out of his pocket, somehow. "I decided to name him Ducko! Or maybe Duckly? Which one sounds better?" He asked. The duck then broke out of his grasp, quacking as it ran off and out an open window. "I don't know Skeppy. Both name's aren't that different from eachother." Techno told him, his voice quiet.
"Oh- Ducko! Or Duckly! Techno can I go get him?" He questioned. "Sure, I guess." Techno turned around, facing the wall and forcing his eyes close. "Okay!" Skeppy happily answered, standing up and running off to the front door.
Skeppy listened for the quacking, following wherever it was coming from. "Duckyyyy!" He called out, looking outside.