Creative Writing: Whale Island
Gon's boots crushed the flaky snow littered around them, the pure white color brimming off the snow nearly blinded them as they're eyes were already so adjusted to the Ruin's crude lighting. Naturally, Gon was freezing in the new wintery environment with Whale Island's warm upbringing and naturally, Killua was indifferent to the sub-zero temperature.
"Don't you feel like we're being watched?" Killua slipped in.
His comment made Gon's stomach twist in such a way he hadn't felt before since fall down into the Underground. His eyes darted back and forth between the clustered rawbone trees enclosing them in. Nothing unusual. "I don't think so…" Gon said, trailing off when he saw a cloud of breath trickling from his mouth.
'No there's definitely someone here,' Killua grabbed …show more content…
"Huh?" Killua studied Sans' shorts, loose fitting, jet black with a single white stripe running down the sides, it might of even been the same brand. Killua grimaced. "That's just a coincidence."
"And you both have your hands in your pockets."
Killua pulled his hands from the comfortable vicinity of his pockets and held them clenched to his sides. "Everyone does that!"
"And you're both slouching too!"
Straightening his back, Killua stubbornly shook his head at the uncanny resemblances the two shared and took Gon's arm by force. "We're leaving right now!"
Sans turned to also leave, but not before sneaking in some more 'advice'. "Be careful. My little brother's a lot meaner than me, I'd use Zetsu whenever you're around him or who knows, he might kill you." A lie indeed Sans said in hopes to intimidate the humans, although since he never really considered himself to be that good of a liar, (or at least never cared to put in the effort) he was fairly surprised to see not a drop of aura shrouding their bodies. 'Interesting humans, that's for sure. I'm sure Gon's friendly, but I have second thoughts about the slant-eyed
"Don't you feel like we're being watched?" Killua slipped in.
His comment made Gon's stomach twist in such a way he hadn't felt before since fall down into the Underground. His eyes darted back and forth between the clustered rawbone trees enclosing them in. Nothing unusual. "I don't think so…" Gon said, trailing off when he saw a cloud of breath trickling from his mouth.
'No there's definitely someone here,' Killua grabbed …show more content…
"Huh?" Killua studied Sans' shorts, loose fitting, jet black with a single white stripe running down the sides, it might of even been the same brand. Killua grimaced. "That's just a coincidence."
"And you both have your hands in your pockets."
Killua pulled his hands from the comfortable vicinity of his pockets and held them clenched to his sides. "Everyone does that!"
"And you're both slouching too!"
Straightening his back, Killua stubbornly shook his head at the uncanny resemblances the two shared and took Gon's arm by force. "We're leaving right now!"
Sans turned to also leave, but not before sneaking in some more 'advice'. "Be careful. My little brother's a lot meaner than me, I'd use Zetsu whenever you're around him or who knows, he might kill you." A lie indeed Sans said in hopes to intimidate the humans, although since he never really considered himself to be that good of a liar, (or at least never cared to put in the effort) he was fairly surprised to see not a drop of aura shrouding their bodies. 'Interesting humans, that's for sure. I'm sure Gon's friendly, but I have second thoughts about the slant-eyed