Chapter 4? - Windy much?
"Yeah, I know it's a lot to take in, but I promise you.. Like you said before, about fighting the urge to go insane, this will surely help with that regard!" Haiso spat, as he threw his hands in the air, showing off yet another creation that costed a few weeks' time. Irabel stood silent with her toes deep in the sand.
He built an entire water park? Just so we wouldn't go insane? She thought to herself, and although she appeared rather angry at the whole thing, a child like instinct grew wings within her heart.
"It's got several thrilling water slides, a playground, and a super duper big slide with all kinds of stuff, look now Wooden Woman is going down!!" He pointed to the Wooden Woman, who was slowly proceeding through the slide, and smiled with all his teeth.
The slide busted open directly above Haiso, causing the Wooden Woman to fall directly on him with a Slam!
"Dammit, I should've made it capable of holding over 200 pounds." He said, rubbing his head as Irabel crossed her arms and pulled her back away from the idiot in front of her.
"Alright, enjoy your park, I'm gonna go practice flute." Haiso pushed his palms into the sand, watched Irabel fade into the distance, and turned to the Wooden Woman, who gazed back with a smile.
"She'll - come - around.. - just - like - me." Her sweet words went one ear and out the other, leaving poor Haiso with no clue on how to have fun with Irabel again.
Haiii! Genius author back once again! Funny how Haiso yearns to please Irabel so she will like him again, but she does like him, she only left because she herself yearns to use the water park when he's not around. Did I just explain something I wasn't supposed to? Meh, who cares really, keep on reading now my dear reader! (⌒▽⌒)
Haiso lunged towards a stick in the sand, then latched onto the Wooden Woman's shoulder, "Ok, look here Wooden Woman, I-"
For the first time ever, the Wooden Woman interrupted her creator. "Please - give - me - a - name. - I - hate - being - called - wooden - woman!" Haiso's face flattened, then twisted into glee. The Wooden Woman was finally gaining more emotions, and what seemed to be, a will.
"What kinda name would you like?"
"What - ever - you - fancy - creator."
Haiso drew a blank, he decided to put it off for a bit, to make plans for project: Irabel's happiness!
He drew many lines in the sand, up and down, left and right, he built mini structures, then after everything, he swiftly signed his sand name underneath. The plans were complete, all he needed to do was execute them.
On the walk to Haiso's base, the wind picked up more than usual. Well, more than it ever has. At least since he's been on the island. "Bit windy, wouldn't you say?" Haiso asked The Wooden Woman, who gazed back in confusion.
"What - is - this - Windy?" Haiso grinned, he loved teaching things. "It's air in motion, caused by quite a few factors, such as planetary rotation, uneven heating in the at-"
"Windy…. - I - enjoy - this - word."
"You do? Why not make it your name!" He said jokingly, but the Wooden Woman smiled sincerely, she pressed her wooden hands together with a hollow pat, and nodded.
"Uh.. Windy then, your new name is Windy!"