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By the time Shock left Lock, he had his tail fractured in two places, a huge patch of his hair pulled out, which was also bleeding a little, a nose bleed, a cut lip, a very large black eye, six cuts and bruises along both arms, and several large rips in his shirt. What's worse, Belle stayed at least five feet away from him and would not speak to him at all. The most he could get from her was a nod or shake of the head.
Belle, too, was really missing home, and almost afraid of Lock. At most, she as mad at him. She cried everyday. Lock certainly didn't make her feel better, either.
In fact, no body was themselves. No one laughed.
And Lock felt absolutely horrible. He'd tried to apologize to Belle, really, but still she wouldn't speak to him.
"Come on, Belle, I'm sorry, really. This can't go on for four years." He kept saying, and she wanted to be his friend again, but didn't want him...trying to kiss her.
Two years Later.
Belle had completely forgiven Lock and didn't miss home so much anymore, andeveryone was thenselves. Then it happened.
Belle was reading in bed and Lock was watching TV. Shock was in her room writing and Barrel was eating candy in his room. Belle, wearing a long black nightgown, had felt it first. a tremor. A deep rumbling in the floor that sounded like thunder. Suddenly water overcame them, engulfing the entire treehouse and the people inside it.
Belle was completely terrrified, and held her breath while she tried to figure out what was going on. She looked wildly around her, eyes wide and arms and legs kicking to keep afloat looking for Shock or Barrel or SOMEBODY. Suddenly the entire treehouse disepeared, and only furniture and dark blue surrounded her. Then she felt a thud, hard and sharp and painful on her head. her antique metal dresser had landed on her and cut open her head. Blood stained the water around her red as she fell unconsious beneath the dresser into oblivion, sinking deeper and deeper in to the endless lake.
Lock saw her first, under the dresser. He had been partially electrocuted when the TV got wet, and when he swam towards the bedrooms he narrowly avoided the TV stand, which had somehow gotten above him. Then the walls disappeared and he saw Belle, bloodied and unconcious, sinking under the dresser. He swam as fast as he could, until he could reach her and he grabbed her arm, yanking her lifeless form up from under that metal beast of a dresser, her blood staining the water around them a deep cloudy red the whole time. When he got her up, he made for the surface and kept his hand tight around her fore arm. Gasping desperately for air, he found Shock's bedroom door, a huge pinewood victorian style door, and clambered upon it. He then hauled Belle's limp body up with him, laying her away from the water. Still panting, he searched her for a pulse. Finding it,he sighed, rellieved. But then he started up again with worry. Belles head was cut open deep and still bleeding. Would she wake up? what if she stopped breathing? Where were Shock and Barrel? Gazing out into the ominous blue of the water surrounding him, Lock lifted his head and screamed for help. Maybe, just maybe, he thought, somone had lived through this and could help him.
Shock and Barrel, however, were fine, though somewhat shaken up. They had come across a boat, called Sally, with a black and white striped sail. So, they figured, it was Jack Skelling tons'. It was stored with tons of food, including cans of wormswart soup, bread, potatoes, gravy, and thousands of cans of dog food and fishing bait.
After two days of nothing to eat and no sleep, and Belle still hadn't woken up, Lock was getting worried, far more then he had started out with. Every hour he checked Belle's pulse and breathing rate, and every minute he called for help.Soon, he lost his vioce.
Then, he saw Shock and Barrel in Jack's boat. As he watched them drive closer, Hope filled his emty, aching stomach.
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