AU: Wayward Journey

Context: Remember how annoying sea serpents are?

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[3rd Person POV]

A small spruce boat made its way through ocean waters. Seated inside it were Sabre and Time, Sabre taking his turn to row.

They both watched the water cautiously, remembering their last few experiences with crossing the sea. They knew what beasts lurked in the waves. Not only terrifying, but extremely irritating as well.

As Sabre kept his rhythmic movements steady, he began to see something in the distance. Squinting as he slowly rowed closer, he saw it was land. And not a small island, but another mainland. A quick glance at the compass given to them confirmed he was going the right way.

"Hey Time, look. We made it." Sabre smiled. "There's a plains up ahead."

Time looked up from the book he was reading, putting it in his bag, and looked over Sabre's shoulder. He sighed of relief when he saw the landmass approaching.

"Oh thank goodness, I've been anxious about being on the water since we started moving." Time says, putting a hand to his heart. "I'm really starting to hate boating."

"Same. But hey, we never saw anything like this back home, so once we finally get back we'll never have to deal with those things again." Sabre replies. "...But I'm still probably never going on a boat again."

"Agreed."

Rowing closer to land, they arrived in a small bay soon enough. They could clearly see the shells gathered on the beach, and the animals wandering in the field nearby. Sabre turns around to face Time as the boat keeps drifting forwards towards the sand.

"See, I told you we were going to be just-"

Time quickly jolts forward and slaps a hand over Sabre's mouth.

"DON'T JINX IT!"

Silence. They stood still for minutes.

Glancing around, checking if anything was emerging from the water.

The air was still, and eerily quiet.

And then there was a rumble coming from beneath them.

Time looks at Sabre, glaring at him. Sabre quietly accepts his fate.

"...You son of a-"

FWOOSH

The sea serpent erupted from the ocean below and sent them and their boat flying, before crashing back down into the depths. Moments later, the duo also come crashing down, but they make contact with the sandy beach. Time lands facedown, with Sabre landing next to him on his back, knocking the wind out of him. Their backpacks land near them, all of their gear and items still intact.

They're both quiet for a moment. As Sabre catches his breath, he looks around and spots their gear. They're not injured, and all of their supplies are okay.

"...At least we lan-"

Time points accusedly at him.

"SHUT UP."

"That's fair."