Parental adversary

A bright new day on the blue cube as it is appropriate, the weekends.The duo can have a couple of good days off without fearing for their lives. Frostlight is taken by shifting through channels on the telly. Notably for the news channels. Meanwhile chatsworth gets stuck a sudden burst to indulge in an old activity he used to do for almost his life. Finding a cardboard box containing little old magic nick nacks, stored on an shelf under the stairs. Inside are his old spell book, a wand, an older pair of glasses that brought back some recoiling memories. He sets the box on a table, smelling the aged pages of the spell book they were all given in obligation. The wand as a easy catalyst for those who are meant to be trained early in these areas

frostlight burying himself to the screen. Mindlessly pressing buttons on the remote

frostlight: c'mon! when will they finally find them? None of these channels are doing anything

chatsworth hey pal! Since its the weekends, i wanna do something special to myself with memories of the past sorta deal

chatsworth interrupted frostlight's focused on the tv to draw his attention to the table behind the coach

frostlight: oh- oh what thats? *lifting up with his arm to see the table scattered with a bunch of items that seem a little kiddish*

chatsworth: my old school magic kit from archival high! When i was just a nervous wreck, i always use this set in my courses to get through them. S- sure i DEFINITELY wasnt the brightest bulb but hey i still did good with what i have!

so chatsworth got some worthless relics behind his back such as a silver dagger, a watermelon and a. He blows off dust from his "archival magic for dummies" book and procceeds to repidly flip through the pages to find his favorite spells. The first spell he tried is the transmutation spell for iron related items, his goal to turn a simple dagger into a greatsword

chatsworth: ironi... somulat... SULFRITE

chatsworth fires the spell at the dagger which begins to glow, almost reshaping itself to a longer point, but sadly it only got turned into a measly sword. The 2nd spell he wanted try is a exploion spell on the watermelon as chatsworth flicks to the exploion spell page

chatsworth: korno... cataro.... INSULA

chatsworth cast the spell at the watermelon, covering himself with the book in case. Unfortunlately or fornately, it just cover the watermelon in gunpower

frostlight: could you make it somewhat edible when your done?

the final spell is something chatsworth never gets to do in his teen years but always WISH to do. The teleporter spell, able to send a object to your desire location ANYWHERE! as he exclaims, For as long as you put your focus on it, but chatsworth has a plan to put this apple in a mythical place lost to time, a realm that is detached from the multiverse itself, and he calls it- the boiling isles.

chatsworth grabs a piece of paper, folding it to his hands size, drawing on it with a marker. Sketching a weird circle pattern.

frostlight: dont tell you were a art student too..

chatsworth: oh dont worry i wasnt double broke or bankrupt. These things are called... "glyths". Basically "glyths" are magic in paper form! they said it originated from the boiling isles, a realm supposedly was apart of the golden age of gods but ehhh, i dont reeeally believe in it wholeheartedly like some do but today, i'll see if its real or not! By sending this apple to the boiling isles by piercing my wand through my "glyth" drawing.

he walks back to make a distance between him and the apple. Aiming the wand at the drawing in perfect position

chatsworth: omorth... sulti... raspin.... OTHAR!

when he said the whole chant...nothing came out of his wand at all (insert fart sound effect .mp4)

chatsworth: ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵉˡˡ... OTHAR! OTHAR!

chatsworth tried to cast it 3 times. Throwing his arms everywhere if somehow it requires the most specific arm moments but the portal did not appear at all. Instead chatsworth's wand broke in his hands after using that much power trying to cast a portal

chatworth: awww shucks...welp, that wraps it...

chatsworth prepares to puts all of his magic stuff back in a box, thinking of shelving eveything again till frostlight suggest something.

frostlight: why not just... sell it for quick cash? Maybe your tools could help someone else.

chatsworth: huh...that wouldn't make EVERYTHING a complete waste of time and emotion

packing all his stuff like it some charity donation. Heading to the multiversal market for swift money

The best he could net for himself was blue backpack. The space inside wasn't much but maybe it could store multiple relics at once. While chatsworth was walking back to the blue cube a whishing sound suddenly bellowed in the distance which caught his attention. Carefully looking around in case if anyone else was present. Getting a closer look as he walks to the glowing thing. It was a weird disk he found, covered in cloth on garbage. Chatsworth looked behind him if someone was watching him. A closer look that it seems to be a circular tablet incribed with a moon. He collects it in his backpack quickly before anyone passes by. He continues his way back like nothing happened
at the blue cube, chatsworth put down his backpack, zipping it up and grabbing the tablet inside. Annoucing his find to frostlight who was once again, focused on the tv

frostlight: huh? what is it now chats? I am a little pre occupied-

chatsworth: we can get to your unexpected tv obessesion at a later time, look what i scored! Isnt it a neat looking relic? it got this real nice sheen on it- *he glazes the surface of it to peer more into the enchanting glow. To the point, he let the cloth fell on it own. It started to glow more brighty than ever*

A moment later, a shadow or being slithered out from the tablet. Zigzaging down to the floor and walls. The duo raise up their bodies in whatever entity they summoned by accident but the shadow paid no heed to their concern as it was trying to say a sentence before it was cut off
The shadow immerge from his tablet, he was immediately confused and started to panic of the new location he is in

???: where am i where am i WHERE AM I-

frostlight: CHATSWORTH WHAT IN THE HELLS DID YOU BRING IN?! *he preemptively hold his wings up expecting a strike*

chatsworth: I DIDNT KNOW IT HAS THAT INSIDE-

The shadow creature started to scurry around the place in a panic. Chatsworth gave chase this thing as the shadow goes through the blue cube in light speed movement with him trying to close the tablet with the cloth but for some odd reason, it did not seem to hamper the shadow's attempts

???: STOP CHASING ME YOU CREEPS! AND LEAVE ME ALONE-

chatsworth: *running around and panting* FIND SOMETHING TO CAGE HIM!

frostlight: WHAT! WHY?

chatsworth: JUST FIND SOMETHING LIKE A WHITE CUDE OR ANYTHING THAT WORKS I DONT CARE JUST HELP!

thanks to the small space, frostlight hasted to the store room full of niche relics. In a nick of time, he found a white cube as he chucks it into the middle of the living room which the shadow creature accidentally comes near to, stopping this goose chase and make the duo to catch their breath abit before confronting this thing

after a long goose chase, the shadow being was successfully trapped inside the m.c.c (magic containment cude) and severed from the moon tablet for now

???: *unintelligible screaming and banging on the inside of the cube*

chatsworth: holy mother of wings that took alot

frostlight: how about next time, you 'carefully' look before you make an unsmart purchase

chatsworth: HEY HEY! I found this thing all alone and it free! agh whatever *he eyes close to the sealed creature sticking his tongue out at chatsworth*..i may have a plan for this

frostlight: do not tell me you are thinking of undoing the effort and recite panic-

chatsworth: no no not that, I'm going to try to talk to him

frostlight: *deep inhale and exhale*..chats you were the one who keeps saying "i have a great understanding of what could kill us or not-

chatsworth: you doubting my ability to appeal now? Who was the one to bother to talk to you the first we made eye contact or the whole thing with multima? I may sound crazy here but...i believe i can get him on our side

instead of fighting back, frostlight relents and turns his back from chatworth

frostlight: fine, but i will be busy back in the relic room to sharpen my things when i hear shit falling from the sky

he leaves chatsworth alone

chatsworth: ok ok ok...you got this ! Hey thing-

???: WHO THE HECK ARE YOU!? LEAVE ME ALONE YOU FREAKS!! I DON'T KNOW YOU-

chatsworth processed to get on his knees trying to soothe the shadow

eventually after a while, the shadown shown less hostility. More willing to cooperate with the stranger in blue

???: OK first of all, HOW DID I GET HERE? And secondly WHO ARE YOU SICKOES?!

chatsworth: ok so how did you get here...you were on a trash bag i had NO clue you were in there. Also stop calling us freaks or something! We have names you know! It chatsworth and that guy over there *pointing to frostlight standing far from a distance*..is that other guy with disconnected limbs is frostlight

frostlight: *he snaps his head to what chatsworth said*

chatsworth: ha haaa....dont ever rely on him to make a joke, that just asking for the most awkward conversation. A- anyways, what your deal and name?

???: pfff fine then just so we can get this over with! I only wish to call myself collector or what befitting my pitiful apperance, i am a shadow! What can I give you blue dude? forbidden knowledge? secrets to a fargone past? Or maybe for myself...a bit of playtime with you! Because I been through literally limbo thanks to that scheme maker once i get my hands on him! But now I'm here, porbably than the last place. So want to play?

chatsworth: uuhhh i am defintitely not a child anymore so i have no clue what sort of fun your expecting here and you think i trust easily? Oh no your gonna sit down here still and listen. Gotta educate you how things work around here

chatsworth and shadow collector proceed to have a long winded conversation that snored frostlight and almost the shadown child to sleep. After the long history lesson and chatsworth trying to make this interesting to uphold the child's attention, shadow collector and Chatsworth agreed to be friends or lending trust between the other and so he puts the moon tablet in his backpack as shadow collector emerges from within. Already feeling comfy in the new space, and the 2 make their way to a realm that the duo rented out but never found an exact purpose for outside the blue cube, The white room.
To be contiued