The Foxil WarriorChapter ElevenThe Foxil Warrior by ~DayDreamerWonderland
Everyone took a nap after the amazing tour, and I was woken up by a hand shaking my left shoulder. “Serano.” A man’s voice said to me, and I groaned and tiredly opened my heavy eyes. Mariff was kneeling over me, his yellow eyes transfixed on mine. “What?” I asked, too tired to remember that he didn’t understand English. Koom was in the hut too, and he had woken Anthony up. Ian, Mari, and Matt were still snuggled deep into their blankets, asleep. I sat up and put on my glasses, blinking away the sleepiness. Mariff grabbed my left arm and hauled me onto my feet, pointing to the door. “Serano. Santona resino.” He wanted me out of the hut, but I still didn’t know why. Usually if someone was forcing me to wake up, I would protest, but I was curious as to why Mariff only wanted me and Anthony up. The warriors left the others alone.
Anthony and I got on our shoes and followed them out the door,
The Foxil WarriorChapter TenThe Foxil Warrior by ~DayDreamerWonderland
The World Around Us
I ate breakfast on the day before Eicho was to return, excited knowing that in just a matter of time I would be in my home world. The others were in a good mood, too. Mari sighed contently after taking a sip of water from her cup. “We’re going to be able to go home soon. Back to our own time. Things will finally go back to normal.” Imaging me and Ian filming videos for Smosh again sounded fun. Being around other humans and doing human things. I missed my home and everyone there. So a smile came to my face when my wishes were going to come true. “Yeah, Ian and I have to get back to filming. We have some good ideas, and we need to catch up. God, the fans must be crazy by now. One week of no Smosh?” Mari giggled and agreed. Ian scoffed. “Tch, they’ve probably torn down our door and invaded the house searching for us.” That wasn’t pretty to imagine.
Joven shrugged while cleaning his gl
The Foxil WarriorChapter NineThe Foxil Warrior by ~DayDreamerWonderland
Reach For The Sky
On the fourth day since we became trapped in David’s secret world, warriors Koom and Mariff had eased up on we humans a bit. They let us do chores with the Foxil villagers. The guys had to chop wood while Mari got to weave baskets in a nice warm hut. She met up with us once we were done, and told us about how lovely the women were, plus how she interacted with three Foxkis and even saw a newborn baby girl. She prattled on happily while me, Ian, Anthony, and Matt were dead tired and sweaty. It wasn’t easy chopping wood with an axe that had a blade made from stone instead of metal.
Instead of getting some much needed rest, Koom and Mariff made us sweaty men go bathe in the cold river. We got clean, but were freezing when we made it back to the hut. Mari was humming contently to herself as she lay on her blankets. Kicking off our shoes and all snuggling into our beds, Ian grunted to Mari: “Don’t wake me up. I’m
The Foxil WarriorChapter EightThe Foxil Warrior by ~DayDreamerWonderland
After Joven and Matt saved the two boy Foxkis yesterday, the tension the Foxils felt for us seemed to loosen. Koom and Mariff handed us our breakfast without holding their noses high and feeling disgust for us. Their eyes didn’t hold shame; it was more like reluctant acceptance. After we ate, Koom came back into the hut and left the door open, pointing to it and saying: “Serano.” The five of us hesitantly got up, unsure of what he planned to do with us. The fresh morning air was cool and the sun peeking through the forest trees warmed my face. It was the fourth day since we came to David’s secret home world. We couldn’t go home because the tool he used to cross worlds broke after we accidentally used it and came through the portal. So we were stuck in the village while David aka Eicho went to some far off land to get it fixed.
There were villagers up and about, busy with daily chores, but they all stopped when the