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Eridan Ampora, a panicked mess had been thinking near the cave he used to call home and where, unfortunately, Feferi was trapped inside. His mind scrambled for things to break apart the rocks and at least get Feferi out. One of the things his mind thought of, was a pickaxe. It was a casual thought for anyone who needed to get rock out of their path, even though he should of used his wand, but his mind was stuck in a panic and for now, rational thoughts didn't work.
His mind began forming the lack luster details in his head and then suddenly.
BAM!
He was out on the ground, Calmasis was now panicking slightly now that his only guardian was unconscious after a recent fit of thought. However another small thunk sounded throughout the panic and behind Calmasis, directly in front of Eridan's sleeping body was a very odd and shittily shaped pickaxe. It didn't look like it'd last long but it'd surely do the job for getting a couple rocks out of the way...before breaking of course. Calmasis disregarded the tool however, unsure and uncaring to what it is. He turned back to his guardian and nudged his face with his nose, trying to see if he'd wake up, but to no avail.
Calmasis, unsure of what to do, curled up near his stomach and waited, hoping he'd be safe hiding here and hoping his guardian can wake back up. After what seemed like hours, Eridan's eyes opened slowly, his vision a bit blurred as he was dazed. What had exactly happened? He didn't remember exactly, but all he knew was that he passed out towards the end. He carefully pushed himself up off his side, only to spot a sleeping Calmasis where his stomach was. A faint smile slid along his face before he looked in front of him to notice, quite possibly, the shittiest pickaxe he had ever seen in his life. The only thing was that he remember thinking of those details now that he was staring at it and focusing on it.
"What the fuck is going on here?" He questioned. He was able to make items and assorted misc, but nothing that would actually resemble tools and bags. This couldn't be the power of him, could it? There was no time to think when he remembered Feferi was inside the cave. He checked his watch, not seeing any new responses from her. Something was off, she would of likely checked in on him if he just dropped off. He tried to get up, which was a struggle for a couple seconds, considering he was slightly weak from only waking up recently.
In the middle of all this, Calmasis seemed to have only recently waken up as well, a small and tired mewl sounding from him. While Calmasis was waking up, Eridan finally managed to get up and grab the odd shape pickaxe, careful not to harm himself just holding the thing, what with the handle being jagged and curved at the same time. He ran over to a side of the cave and began hammering down at the rocks, carefully making progress on breaking them down and moving them out of the way.
Calmasis, seemingly unable to get up from being so tired, was only able to watch as Eridan worked furiously, hoping to free up Feferi. Within a time span of 3 hours, Eridan had made enough progress to be able to slide himself into the cave safely, however the pick was finally broken and he discarded it near the rest of the rocks at the front of the cave. Calmasis took great care into finally getting up and following him. "Fef? You in here?" He asked, hoping she'd give him an answer.
