i don't own edge chronicles "um...Cowlquape" Twig called "yes prof-I mean Twig!?" Cowlquape replyed walking to where twig was standing a moment ago, only to find he was gone. "Cowlquape for sky's sake, help me find that accursed barkscroll!" twig yelled as he searched franticly, tossing barkscrolls, papers, and who-knows-what everywhere on his hunt for a undoutedly important barkscroll. Perhaps if twig wasn't so occupied with the barkscroll-hunt and Cowlquape wasn't so determened on finding twig, mabe they woldn't have walked slap-bang into each other, they both let out a startled cry and fell backwards. Cowlquape, who was use to getting pushed back quickly let his elbow down and landed on it, but unfountly for twig he wasn't and landed on his head with a nice, loud THUD. "twig...twig are you ok?" Cowlquape asked twig who, seconds ago was wincing with pain and rubbing his head tenderly. "Of couse I am Cowlquape i'm a sky pirate!" came the anwser "Then why were you rubbing your head before, MR. sky pirate?" Cowlquape questioned, an edge to his voice "umm..." it was clear Cowlquape had embaressed twig, for now he was stuttering and was turning crimson red. But on the inside he was smiling (it seems Cowlquape's begining to lose that timidness.) Then twig turned "Come Cowlquape this place is much to small let us travel to the undertown and do something." Cowlquape smiled he should know by now, twig hated confined spaces! "yes let us go." twig's eyes sparkled at the thought of getting out the room, he was in such a rush that he had dragged Cowlquape along without even knowing it, for he was clearly exited.

After a short basket ride the pair arived in undertown Cowlquape frowned (back to the awful undertown...blast) he was shortly pulled from his thoughts though, for twig had stopped dragging him along, and was looking down. Cowlquape looked where twig was staring at and gasped, for there in front of him was a model of the stormchaser, with a small figure of Cloud Wolf at the helm. "My father..." twig mumbled his voice full of sadness and grief "father...I-i'm so sorry" Cowlquape felt so useless, for poor twig had his head in his hands, and Cowlquape was sure he was sobbing, so he gently guided twig back to the apartment they shared. Instead of frolicking about trying to find this or that twig went to his room and closed the door, Cowlquape couldn't enter, for when the door was closed it meant that twig wanted to be alone. Twig looked out the tiny window "oh father i'm such a falture, i couldn't save you or the stormchaser..." twig floped on his bed mumbling "useless, absolutly useless." mean while Cowlquape was thinking the exact same thing, supposedly he was reading a barkscroll but he just couldn't (poor twig he misses his father so much) Cowlquape sighed, he knew what he had to do (i must cheer twig up somehow, but sky alone knows how I can do that, ugh how do I get myself into these things?) then Cowlquape lifted an eyebrow as twig's door opened "we need to talk Cowlquape..." twig's voice was so sob-cracked, it sounded like an undertown begger crying him/herself to sleep the thought made Cowlquape shutter. Cowlquape let out a deep breath before entering twig's room.

End Of Chapter!
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