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"Yeah, I thought you were his little pet?"

We all started readying the house for Angor Rot, covering all the windows and setting up traps for his arrival. I was covering the windows upstairs while Strickler covered the downstairs.

I sigh as I run out of wood to nail to the windows and make my way downstairs.

"Hey, done the upstairs already?" Jim asks me as he sees me walk down the stairs.

"Sadly no, ran out of wood, do you know if there's any left?" I ask as I look around Jim's house, it looks very different.

"Oh yeah, there's some in the basement, I'll show you, I need to get Strickler something anyway" Jim says as he leads me towards the basement.

We walk in as Jim finds a pair of clippers and tests them out. I walk towards a pile of wood and use my F/c energy to lift them off the ground.

We suddenly hear a noise as we turn around and see Draal coming out of a hole. We immediately yell out as Jim drops all his stuff and I drop all my wood, a piece falling on my foot making me yell as I hop around, holding my injured foot.

"Whoa, whoa! Why is there a hole in my basement?" Jim exclaims panicking and pointing at the hole Draal had made.

"How else am I supposed to get around while the sun is out? Don't worry, it only leads to the sewers." Draal says casually as my eyes widen.

"IT the clown lives in the sewers" I whisper with wide eyes.

"I told you, you shouldn't have watched that clown movie last night" Jim sighs as i numbly nod my head.

"Yeah, yeah I get it, Jim's always right" I say with a roll of my eyes.

"Glad your aware" Jim says playfully as I slap his arm.

"Nobody knows about it but me, and I assure you no clown lives there, and if one does I will destroy it" Draal exclaims as he fist bumps his fist as I smile.

"I appreciate that blue dude" I say as I pat his shoulder.

I quickly levitate my wood again as I walk up the stairs of the basement, Jim and Draal behind me.

"Did you get the lobestone?" Strickler asks.

Draal then picked up two stones, one blue and one green. He let one go and it immediately connected with the other.

When that happened, all the metallic objects floated up and charged towards Draal.

Jim immediately grabbed my arm and pulled me down in a crouched position as we block our ears.

Draal turned to face the flying objects and seperated the two stones as everything immediately fell down.

"I'll take that as a yes" Jim says as we hesitantly stand up straight again.

"It's almost nightfall. Come on, there's more work to be done" Strickler instructs as I groan.

"Your so bossy" I grumble as i levitate the wood and start making my way upstairs.

"I am not bossy, your just lazy" Strickler says with a roll of his eyes.

I narrow my eyes before levitating a book from the bookshelf near him and throwing it at his head as he groans, Jim and Draal laughing.

I laugh to myself as I go upstairs and finish off nailing the wood to the windows.

I quickly go back downstairs to Draal sharpening his axe on the staircase as Jim and Strickler were placing a rope in position.

"You guys done down here?" I ask as Draal moves to the side so I can go past him.

"All done, now all we do is wait" Jim says.

"You know, I'm a bit surprised how well we work together" Strickler says as he was still roped up, Jim tugging on the rope around his neck at his words.

"You know, I'm still gonna take you down after all this is over" Jim threatens, Draal laughing and me nodding in agreement.

"Perhaps, if we get through this, I could talk to my constituents about the Eye of Gunmar. I assume you're still interested in finding the last Triumbric stone?" Strickler asks with a smile.

"Wait, you know where it is?" I ask with wide eyes.

"Personally, no. But my ilk are wide and numerous. Where there's a will, there's a way." Strickler explains.

Jim and I grew suspicious as Draal got up in case to back Jim and I up.

"Why would you help me kill Gunmar?" Jim asks.

"Yeah, I thought you were his little pet?" I smirk as Strickler glares at me.

"I am not his pet, I'm just always looking out for my best interests" Strickler explains as I roll my eyes.

"Oh what a shocker" Jim says sarcastically.

"You have serious loyalty issues, your definitely not a hufflepuff" I say with narrowed eyes as Strickler just looks at me confused.

"Hufflepuff?" Strickler mumbles in confusion as Jim and I gasp.

"You haven't read Harry Potter?" I ask with wide eyes, but before the devastating topic could continue, Draal seemed to spot something.

"What is that?" Draal suddenly asks, pointing to an object on the stairs.

"It's his eye!" Strickler says with wide eyes.

"Gunmars eye?" Jim asks hopefully.

"No! Angor's! He's been watching us! Get it!" Strickler yells.

"He has a retractable eye?" I exclaim, only to get ignored as everyone runs after the rolling eye ball.

Draal immediately reached out for it but it dropped to the floor, rolling away. Draal, thinking he got it, looked at his arm but there was nothing.

"After it! There! There!" Strickler yells as they all run after it as I sigh.

"Will you guys stop moving! I can grab it!" I yell but they all ignore me.

"Catch it before it escapes!" Jim yells as I quickly run behind them.

The eye jumped on the kitchen table. Both Strickler and Draal tried to slam it down, but it kept on evading their arms. The eye made way to the open sink hole, but before it could enter and escape, I quickly wrapped by F/c energy around it, pulling it upwards and towards Jim who trapped it in a glass and covered it with a plate.

"How long has he been watching us?" Jim asks worriedly.

Before anyone could answer, the doorknob could be heard rattling as we all gasp.

"He's here! Get in positions!" Jim yells as he quickly squeezes my shoulder before we run off.

The door was still trying to be opened. Draal went into the basement and closed the door, not fully so he could attack on site.

Strickler grabbed the crossbow and hid behind the living room table, full of spears facing the door.

Jim hid behind a closet and wondering what to do with the eyes, placed it in his bag before grabbing his amulet.

I quickly walked into the kitchen, standing in the only spot that wasn't completely drenched in grease as i duck behind the counter.

I hear the door open making my eyes widen as my hands glow a F/c.

I immediately hear yelling coming from the living room making my eyes widen. I should probably help.

I jump over the counter, my hands glowing a F/c as i levitate knives in the air as they float behind me.

I yell before immediately stopping as I see Barbara, Jim and Strickler standing there with wide eyes.

"Barbara! Heyyy" I say awkwardly as I let the knives fall to the ground with a clang.

"Oh my-" Barbara starts to yell with wide eyes, but to make matters worse, Draal came out.

"Die! Angor!" Draal yells as Jim and I try to hold him back.

"No Draal!" I yell as I pull on his arm.

"Draal! Get back!" Jim yells as he pulls on his other arm.

Realizing this was not who he thought he was, he dropped his axe. Barabara was still screaming at the sight of him.

"Ummm, hello...sorry" Draal apologises with a smile.

Barbara was still screaming and dug for something in her bag. Jim tried to reassure her.

"No, no, no! Mom! Mom, it's okay! He's-" Jim starts but before he could continue, she took out a spray and sprayed her son and Draal as I immediately pause the spray in mid air, centimetres from my face as I stand there with wide eyes.

"My eyes!" Jim screams as him and Draal yell out.

As Jim ran to the side, yelping, Draal had stumbled backwards, face covered with his hands. He tripped over the rope, setting off traps that had been meant for Angor.

The poor troll had been knocked to the side with one trap only to collide with a hammer, falling onto his back and right beneath the bookshelf.

Jim rubbed his eyes groaning, before worriedly running to Draal's side where I'm already trying to wake him up, while Barbara had screamed once more. The noise piercing through the room

"It's okay mum! He's a friend!" Jim yells as Barbara continues to scream at the top of her lunges.

"Wow, you have some serious pipes" I mumble as I cover my ears.

Strickler stepped closer, however, she still cried out in fear, breathing heavily.

"He was a friend. Now, he's out cold" Strickler says.

Barbara seemed to be hyperventilating as I slowly stand up and take a step closer to her.

"Are you alright Barbara?" I ask softly, only for her to scream once more before fainting.

"Well that could not have gone worse" I say with wide eyes as we all look down at an unconscious Barbara.

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Authors note:

This is such a long episode apparently, or I'm just adding too much idk

All I can say is Barbara screams a lot! My dad walked in and was very worried about what I was watching and I had to explain to him that I am a teenager who watches kids shows.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter!