Wild

by RootBeerz7

Summary:

Journal had finally defeated Mr hand. Or he thought so? He haven't been really too focused enough after his elimination and post it note was still scared of him after Ep 11.

Journal decided to go back to the cave wondering if he did his damage so much that it would save the whole world. Never he knew this would be his worst decision in life.

Notes:

Yea u read the tags there going to be furies cuz why not.
Basically mean that journal would be a Maine coon and he’s also vegan (wild cat being vegan…)
(It’s my first time write a actual fic)

Chapter 1: Mentality

Journal hasn’t been doing well after his elimination and defeating Mr hand. Although he was processing to getting his mental health back, he was still snapping at others even almost fist fight someone before. He also haven’t been seen eating a lot since his elimination but he had started to work on to getting three meals a day.

Journal would lied down on his bed back as  he looked up to the ceiling and just thinking about life and why he was even alive and the point of it until a knock was heard on his door before it open slowly.

”Journal are you okay? Do you like to talk with us? Maybe even for a second?”

Malachite would stick his lizard-like turtle head with two horn as one of them was broken, through the door as he warm voice would try to convince journal to talk about his mentality.

Journal would inhale before letting out a long yet annoyed exhale before speaking.

”I’m fine malachite j-just get out of my room already”.

”Woahhh ok I’m just making sure you’re alright dude”.

Malachite would slowly lowered his head and closed the door for journal as he knew he was grumpy and haven’t been talking for a while.

Journal would sigh as he looked up at the ceiling. Then the door would open again as journal turn his head in a fast pace, ears pinning down as he was growling getting ready to snap at someone for no reason.

”And journal!-“ 

“WHAT?!”

Journal would sit up, looking at malachite as his claws were ready to lunged at him, growling with his ear pinned and eye narrowing at him.

Malachite would looked at him concerned about his mental health and his anger towards him before he speaked

”Make sure you take care of yourself mkay?”

Journal would wince at the four word spoken to him as malachite, again, would close the door for journal as he laid down onto the bed before rolling to his pillow with his snout on it before scream out loud and pounding on his bed with one of his paws.

He would continue to do this as his scream was muffled and pounding but still could be heard from his room for a solid 5 minutes. After the whole breakdown he would calm down and curl himself into a ball before sleeping.

Chapter 2: Reconnection

Morning had started rolling in as many of the eliminate contestants and rejects came to the living room talking and chattering about stuff and their life’s, except for journal. He was laying on his bed looking up to the ceiling again thinking about life since he was too lazy to even wake himself up.

He was still wondering if he had done the damage and that Mr hand won’t probably come back or did he not do enough that it could possibly be repaired and bring Mr hand? Those thoughts would made him worry and anxious about the pros and cons about it.

Finally what took for 3 minutes or more, journal decided to wake himself up as he would yawn and stretch his arms, legs, and body too before walking out.

Journal would shake his head and his ear would flicker to getting all of the fluff debris out as he open the door to see many of the eliminated and rejects all hanging out in the living room

When journal took about 5 steps in, he was spotted by malachite who was helping the two dragons making breakfast, toothbrush and Gong.

“Oh! Hey journal how did you sleep? We heard you screaming last night..”

”Yea dude. I couldn’t sleep for a solid 5 minutes last night”.

Gong would join Journal and malachite conversation about last night.

Journal would let out a long sigh as he was already annoyed by Gong joining into the conversation.

”Gong. Don’t get into this conversation right now. I-I just need some time with Malachite”.

“But journal-“

“You heard him right Gong. Just leave him alone”.

Toothbrush insist Gong to leave him alone as he turn his head and continue mixing the eggs in the bowl.

“So is there anything you want to tell me like do you want to talk or rant about something or-“

”I just need to know where post it note room is”.

Malachite was cut off my journal and stared at him for a second before saying.

”Uhm- he should be at the far right hallway  by to glass shard room”.

Journal would look to his right as he walked towards the hallway without speaking, not even saying thank you to malachite for the direction.

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Post it note would be in his room, on his desk where he was working on his dinosaur collection and super gluing the small bones into the small spaces.

A knock could be heard from his door as he would normally open the door, but he was too busy working.

”Come in!”

Journal would open the door as he saw post it note ferret face close to the dinosaur he was building as one of his not-dominant eyes was closed as for the other was focused on the placing and the amount of super glue.

”I see your making a pterodactyl eh?”

Post it note would turn his head slowly to journal standing as his tail was lashing like it would do.

”Y-Yea. How did you know it so fast to be honest”.

He would chuckle for a bit to journal as he responded with a soft chuckle too before putting his hand behind his head.

”Well took history for my college career you know”.

Post it note would give him a soft smile as he turn back around and continue working on his building. As for journal he would stand by to his door silently looking around at his poster, medals, trophies, and his of course, collection of Dinosaurs. 

“So post it note… We’re still reconnecting after ep 11 right? We’re still friends?”

“Yea we still are friends journal don’t get too worry about that right now”.

Journal would push his glasses back as he walked out of the room, closing the door for him. ‘GODDAMN IT WHY DIDNT HE TELL HIM ABOUT MR HAND’. He thought as he could already feel himself sweat hard and hands shaky as it was on the doorknob to post it note room.

Journal would take a deep breath before he walked out of the hallway thinking about Mr hand and if or if not would come back and maybe ruin his mental health again. He would put both of his hands to his arms as he was squeezing them.

’If he can’t tell him or help him about Mr hand. Then maybe’.

 

’he would have to do it on his own’.

 

Notes:

Next chapter is going to be waz waz