Prismatic War Chapter 2 - Periled Plants
Guess what, I'm back, now it is time for suffering again
Ashlyn walked down the untouched road outside the Safe Sound Shelter, admiring the lovely sights. She admired the butterflies, the beautiful flowers, and not a single Prismatic in sight! However, she still held onto the teleportation ray Dr. Grooph handed her just in case any Prismatic happened to attack her, but that idea was just an afterthought in her mind. Suddenly, she had stopped upon a small home inside a hill. She found it strange, as while the windows were boarded up, and the door seemed to not budge, the adjacent garden had shown attempts of growing crops, but appeared to have been stomped, devoured, and poisoned. Was someone inside? She approached and knocked on the door, calling for the resident.
“Hello? Is anyone here? You don’t need to worry, I’m a nice monster, I won’t hurt you!” A deep, but soft and weakened voice replied shakily.
“S-S-Spiky, darling, H-Have you returned?! Wait… Are you one of those Prismatics playing a trick on me…? DON’T COME IN!! YOU’VE TORN MY FAMILY APART ALREADY!!! Please…”
Ashlyn was confused. She knew she would have to go in through somewhere else, but where? But then, an idea sprang into her mind.
“I know, I’ll enter through the chimney!” Ashlyn chirped up.
She made her ascent up the hill towards where the chimney was set, moved the guard preventing possible intruders… and down she went into the home. Ashlyn explored the quaint, but almost abandoned looking house. Every place that could be used to store food was nearly empty, and everything was covered in dust and cobwebs. Ashlyn entered a bedroom, and there, she had discovered the origin of the voice. A Flowah, who appeared to be on his knees, was keeled over and gripping his stomach in hunger. Three baby Barrbs, who appeared to still be in a larval stage surrounded the poor monster, attempting to comfort him. Ashlyn attempted to question the Flowah..
“Excuse me…”
“N-N-No… NO! Please, only take me, *sniff* don’t hurt my children, they’ve been through enough already…”
“Hey, I’m not going to take you! And who’s Spiky?”
“My partner. They said that they would be going into the forest to gather more food, but it’s been weeks, and we’re almost out. I would go out for myself, but I’m so scared… What will happen to my children? I’m so hungry, I might not make it back in time, what if a Prismatic finds me?”
Ashlyn replied, “What about the monsters running the Safe Sound Shelter? They would have given you something to keep your family fed, wouldn’t they?” Flowah sighed deeply as he fell to the floor.
“I tried convincing them all I could, but General Entman and Sir Conberg told me that there ‘wasn’t any room in the nursery’, and that my scent could attract my partner, who they believed had become a Prismatic at this point. Boskdrool! They have so many monsterlings in that thing, they could afford to hold 3 more, and if the SSS is so safe, then why should those buffoons be so concerned about one prismatic being lured in by my scent?!”
Ashlyn exclaimed, “But, that couldn’t be true! Maybe there was a misunderstanding, General Entman wouldn’t abandon a fellow monster, would he?”
“I can tell you have too much faith in Entman to make everything right, all that monster is going to do is abandon those who need him most, that will have severe consequences one day,” Flowah said, as Ashlyn looked on, pondering on his words. Could Entman really be that bad? No! He couldn’t, maybe it was just a misunderstanding. But she still felt a resounding pity for Flowah.
“Well, maybe I can help! I can get you and your kids food and find Spiky, does that sound warming?” Ashlyn piped up happily. Flowah looked up with concern and hope.
“Oh, that would warm my heart and my stomach indeed… but don’t you seem a little young to-” He was immediately cut off by Ashlyn, who was somewhat appalled by the insinuation that she was too young to help.
“Where did Spiky last go? I’ll keep my eyes sharper than a wide-awake Glowl!”
Flowah looked down at the ground, feeling as if he was at fault for Spiky’s disappearance.
“They said that they were going to collect fruit in the Razzli Forest, and haven't returned since. I had originally thought they were just lost, but now, I think it might be worse…”
“Don’t worry, Mr. Flowah!” Ashlyn said confidently. “I think Spiky will be okay, the worst that could happen is maybe they just got stuck inside some bushes, or fell asleep inside a Sweetstreamz tree!” She was doing her best to calm down Flowah, but as she began to leave for the Razzli Forest, she could hear Flowah break out in tears, sobbing louder than a Yelmut could yell. And off she went, to the Razzli Forest…
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Also because I want to pay homage to how it was depicted in the dream expect ps2 type fake screenshots for prismatic war
For the 2 1/2 people who care, prismatic war may be making a return! First it’ll be the release of the finished chapters I have yet to release, and then maybe some art if I’m feeling motivated
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