·Lemon Tree· (MCYT OC Insert)

Chapter 2

It seems the wind of the election has reached far away lands, way farther than Wilbur had wanted. Slowly new people arrived and many have come back to L'Manberg since the war had ended. Many have entered into the election and even Wilbur's own son has challenged him. Life is officially changing and new history is being made.

But is it being made for the best...?

Election Day in: 2 Month

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Heavy breaths filled the air as hands gripped the wooden pole in their palms tightly and shook. "Good job mate! You've gotten much better since our first meeting... You are about ready to get out of this town" A low voice spoke up as he loosened his grip on his own staff. " Really? You think so Phil? But it's only been a month..." The cat woman doubted with heavy breaths, finally loosening her posture and grip on her weapon. "Of course! You have gotten less stiff and much more quick when moving around... But you're still a little jumpy-" "i told you Phil! That's all part of some DNA crap! It runs in the family no matter how skilled we are at fighting" Duckie quickly fought back leaving the two to glare for a few seconds before the tension broke into laughter. "Let's get you back home... It seems that it's starting to get dark again and lights out in about a few hours" The alytrian man spoke up as he calmed down from the laughing fit as the two started their way out of the small dirted arena by a park.

Last month, a week after the old woman brought up the crow man. Duckie's grandmother traveled with her to a small motel inside of the town, in that place she met Philza Minecraft. Just like the tales she heard from her grandmother, this man had just above shoulder length blonde hair decorated with small tangled braids under a wide green and white striped bucket hat that had a few worn patches here and there. Probably due to tears and frail old fabric. Scars decorated his face and hands and soft yet almost unnoticeable wrinkles paired with them. Although Duckie was told he was older than her own grandmother he looked as if he just reached his mid 30s. "It's so nice to see you again old friend" Duckie's eyes moved away from the man in front of them and to her grandmother as she had spoken. A laugh erupted from the man as the two old friends couldn't help but join into an embrace. After a small silence and some silent whispers passed between the two before they separated. "Philza, this is my granddaughter Duckie! The daughter of my youngest Elizabeth" Her grandmother introduced her as Duckie was quick to reach out a hand," Hello Philza sir! Minecraft sir!" The girl stuttered out quickly as she was suddenly nervous. This man has been through wars and even met death herself! Yet here he was in front of her and she was rushed so fast out the door she couldn't look as presentable as she wished. Her clouded mind of worry was suddenly washed away as she felt a soft grip on her hand and a small chuckle. "No need to be nervous mate, Penelope has told me so much about you through our letters!" The man started as he shook the girl's pawed hands before letting go. "You look alot like your mother, I'm sure she's very proud of you" He continued with an even softer smile. Duckie couldn't help but move her gaze back to the face of the man, he was so gentle and kind! And he knew her mother? How much?

Before Duckie could have continued her thoughts her eyes moved to the slightly stiff cape upon his back. "I thought you had wings?" The girl blurted out which caused her grandmother to scoff," Duckie!" She huffed, shaking her head. Phil laughed as she moved his shoulders a bit," it's fine Penelope" he reassured his old friend before the cape shape upon his back slowly stretched out to battered feathered wings. Duckie couldn't help but let out a gasp and stare at what was in front of her, she had never seen wings this size before! But her eyes caught just how ruined they were. Feathers were missing and many crooked, clearly these wings could fly no more... Duckie looked back to the face of the grinning man.

"So mate, are you ready to get training?"

"Thank you again for training me sir-" "Phil" "Phil right... Thank you so much for allowing me to learn from you and getting me ready to... To leave town" Duckie spoke up with a small hint of uncertainty. Phil moved his gaze to the young girl and felt his smile fall a bit as the two walked in silence," Your grandmother Penelope is a very smart lady" Phil started which caused Duckie to look at the man beside her. "When I trained her myself for a bit... She was kind enough to teach me how to make simple clothes and outfits in return" The man continued, which caused The younger girl to raise her eyebrows and ears to perk up in surprise at this explanation. "It helped me learn later to make clothes for my boys when no one else was around to help me out to raise them, especially when their mother was gone" Philza continued as a small smile arrived back to his face. Duckie couldn't help but look in awe," you have children?" She asked, tilting her head to the side as the two slowed down while walking. "Uh yeah... A few, all boys! Um... Not all are my biological children but some i took in" Phil explained," I think one should be about your age now...i kind of forgot i haven't seen them in awhile" His voice slowed and smile faded which made Duckie frown a bit," i-i'm sure you have your reasons Phil, i don't need to know" The girl spoke up quickly as they soon arrived to the front door," stay the night Phil... I'm sure my grandmother would love the company, after all...since you have arrived you two haven't had a proper time to sit down and catch up" Duckie explained, taking her key out to unlock the door and entering.