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"food...." He pleaded, looking up at his siblings in the huge boat. "Wat...." and then he passed out. His devil tail sunk into the freezing water, and as he slowly sank farther in, Shock screamed, "Grab him! Pull him up!!"
As she reached for Belle. Barrel lugged Lock aboard the Sally just as Shock had grabbed Belles arm. When they were all on the boat, Barrel Took Belle and lay her on the sofa,(yes, there IS a sofa on the boat, it's that big, Hey, Jack is rich, he's the KING!) the took some water and wet her forehead. As he was doing this, Shock had dumped a bucket of water on Lock's head. He woke up spluttering, then vomited all over the floor he lay on.
"Ugh, Lock, way to GO!" Shock complained, getting him some wormswort soup and a glass of water. "Here, eat this SLOWLY, so you don't toss again, then SIP at the water. I have to go take care of Belle. BARREL!!! Come clean this up!!"
Shock dried off Belle and treated her wound, with the first-aid kit in the locker. However, she had spent hours working on this and felt incredibly tired, so she left Lock to De-Blood and wash Belle's hair, wich looked a deep purple and was matted with blood.
Lock spent over three hours Washing, combing, and drying Belle's long, blue hair which was one of the reasons he'd begun to like her in the first place.
Five days later.
Belle opened her eyes. She was lying on a sofa, wearing her black nightgown. Where was she? Why was she so weary? Why did her head hurt so much? She looked around. It was night time, and Lock was asleep on the floor a few yards away from her. He had stayed there day and night. His torso lay strewn on the coffee table, and his face was stuck to a newspaper. Belle looked confused, then uneasily stood up and felt her head with her hand, and feeling a bandage there, under her hair, she gasped and unsteadily walked over to the vanity mirror on the wall. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the huge white band across her forehead and under her hair on the right side of her head. Not only that surprised her, but how much she'd changed in little more than a week. She was much thinner and her face was gaunt. There was a large purple and black bruise just visible on her right temple, and her eyes bulged out of her head. She turned and looked back at Lock, slouched over the table.
She looked wearily at the clock next to the mirror, it was three in the morning. Holding her head, she yawned and crawled back onto the sofa.
Lock awoke and looked at the clock, the newspaper still stuck to his face. Seven AM. Turning his head, he looked towards the kitchen pantry, and pulled the newspaper, which was old and had left an imprint on his cheek, away from his face. Then he looked back at Belle. He opened his eyes in ashtonishment. Belle was awake! "Wha..Belle!! Holy....are you....you're...awake."
Belle smiled wearily and rubbed her head. "Where are we?" She asked, looking towards the kitchen. "What happened? I mean...how long have I been sleeping?"
"About a week," answered Lock. He told her everything, from the dresser to the door, to the SALLY.
Then he smiled. "Come on, I'll make you some soup."
End of Chappy four.sorry its short, I promise I'll make five a little longer. PLEASE COMMENT, PEOPLE. EVEN if its MEAN. Tell me what you think!!!
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