Dear Tallulah (Theodosia) | QSMP self-insert

: ̗̀➛Ch. 6

As I positioned the final plank in place and ensured its security, I couldn't help but notice that Charlie and Wilbur had briefly separated from the group. They walked away, just out of earshot, sharing a private moment. Intrigued, I continued my task, placing the plank with precision. Suddenly, Charlie and Wilbur returned, their faces filled with excitement. They started shouting, "We're gooping! We're gunking!" in an animated manner. The rest of the group focused on the task at hand, and paid little attention. I chuckled quietly to myself, appreciating their playful antics.

With the last plank securely in place, I climbed out of the water, joining the rest of the group on the shore. Phil stood near the water wheel, ready to initiate the final step. As he pulled a lever, a sense of anticipation filled the air. Slowly, the water wheel started to spin, creaking at first but gradually gaining momentum.

"Ayeee it worked!" Fit exclaimed with excitement, his voice echoing our collective sentiment.

I smiled, a sense of satisfaction washing over me. The restored water wheel stood as a testament to our efforts and determination. But before we could revel in our accomplishment, a noise caught our attention, emanating from the direction of the train station. Recognizing the urgency, we hastily gathered our belongings and made our way swiftly toward the source of the sound.

It had turned out to be one of the monitors buzzing to life. The once dormant screen now flickered with light, displaying a series of images and text. It seemed as though the island's communication system was finally awakening from its slumber. We gathered around, eyes fixed on the monitor, interested in what the little duck had to say this time.

"well done !" the duck exclaimed, a warm smile spreading across its beak. It looked at us with gratitude evident in its eyes. "Thank you for all your help..." it started, its voice filled with sincerity and appreciation. "There is a couple of things you should know."

Spreen nodded in acknowledgment, signaling our readiness to listen to what the duck had to say.

"You might've seen a massive wall that is dividing the island," the duck began, its voice calm and measured. "On this island, there is only one rule," it continued, pausing momentarily. "You can never break this rule."

Charlie stared blankly at the duck, waiting for it to reveal the rule. "Well, what is it?" he asked.

"the rule is..." the duck's voice trailed off, and a sense of foreboding filled the air. As the background behind the duck flickered and turned a bright red, an eerie silence descended upon the group. "Never. Never cross that wall." it stated firmly, its voice carrying a weight of significance. The flickering red background intensified, emphasizing the gravity of the rule.

A hush fell over the group as the implication sank in. "oh..." Phil muttered quietly.

"It was built to keep you safe." the duck stated, its voice resonating with a hint of reassurance. "So, if you end up finding a red button," it continued, pausing to give us time to read the subtitles. "Don't ever press it. Ever." The duck's demeanor quickly changed as it smiled before it spoke up again. "Thank you for your cooperation!" the duck concluded, its voice filled with gratitude. The TV screen then died down and flickered off. We were left outside the station, staring at the wall. There seemed to now be a huge red button as stated in the video.

"Oh...! A red button!!" Vegetta exclaimed excitedly, running towards the wall where the button was located. The rest of the group, except for Vegetta and Maximus, immediately reacted, their voices filled with urgency.

"Vegetta, stop!" I called out, trying to catch up to them. They'd started climbing the vines that were hung from the wall and I just looked up and watched. "Remember what the duck said! We can't press that button!"