《Cubits Can't Save You Now (In Progress)》Mini Story 1, Part 2: The No-Tribe Mixels
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(Fun Fact: The title of this chapter is a reference to a book from Steven Universe called "The No-Home Boys".)
Cut to Glurt and Wizwuz, who are still attempting to run away from The Darkness in a panic. They looked around for somewhere to hide away from The Darkness, and from afar, they had spotted what seemed to be a brown cave.
(Fun Fact: This is a reference to a scene Epic Comedy Adventure where mixels are attempting to hide from their enemy.)
"Glurt, do you see what I see right now?" Wizwuz asked Glurt.
"It's a cave!" Exclaimed Glurt.
Wizwuz turned behind himself to tell the good news to the Series 3 mixels, only to find that they weren't there. They were right behind him and Glurt 30 seconds ago, but how could they dissapear so fast already? What Wizwuz also saw behind him, however, was The Darkness still chasing after him and Glurt. When Wizwuz turned back towards the cave, he and Glurt now saw that the cave was closer to them due to Wizwuz not paying attention to in front of him.
"What's wrong?" Asked Glurt.
"Our tribemates, I think they dissapeared!" Worried Wizwuz.
Glurt gasped in shock, but then Wizwuz stopped Glurt in his tracks as Wizwuz noticed that the cave was now only 5 feet away. Cut to the inside of the cave, where we see the two mixels run inside the cave and push themselves against the wall.
"What now?" Glurt asked Wizwuz.
"Well, we teleport somewhere else, since we can't stay here forever." Assumed Wizwuz.
Wizwuz held his breath, and burped out a giant blue cloud made of magic which encased both Glurt and Wizwuz. The cloud dissapeared, with the two mixels dissapearing along with it. Cut to the bridge of Mixel Land, where we the blue cloud from earlier reappearing, and then disappearing. When the cloud disappeared, Glurt and Wizwuz reappeared under the magic cloud.
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"Since there's usually coconapple trees around this place, we at least have some food." Noted Wizwuz.
"Not to mention the river, so we won't be thirsty."
Glurt looked around, and then he asked Wizwuz about what would happen next. Wizwuz said that he and Glurt could make the bridge into somewhere to stay for the night. Glurt usually loved company, but he wasn't used to having Torts and Glomp not being around. However, he and Wizwuz had to get used to not being with their tribemates, since they either dissapeared or got corrupted.
"I wish Glomp was here." Said Glurt.
"..Well, I wish the leader of my tribe was here too, Glurt, but we're on our own now, like it or not." Assured Wizwuz.
"So we might as well get comfortable while our tribes are gone."
The two mixels knew they had to survive on their own, but they had still wished to be with their tribe once again, for they knew they had protected them from any threat that attempted to attack them, and they helped defeat those very threats, but now that Glurt and Wizwuz were on their own, they knew it was going to be a hard time. However, they knew they had to stop worrying and start trying to survive, since they no longer had their tribe with them, and since they weren't in their tribelands anymore.
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