They went into the cabin, both of them out of breath. “Human!” Chroma yelled, annoyed, “How do you run so slowly?!” “Dudechill,” the human replied, “And I have a name you know.” The human also sounded annoyed but scared as well.

  “Are you not going to tell me your name?” “Jeez calm down,” the human replied, “My name’s Finley.” “Fin-ley,” Chroma sounded out, “What an odd name.” Finley seemed irritated, “It’s like the most basic name on Earth!” “We are not on Earth!” Chroma yelled.

  “I should have just left you with the lytle,” Chroma muttered to himself. “What?” Finley said. “What?” Chroma replied. “What?” “What?” “Huh?” “Huh?” This continued for a while until Chroma got annoyed, “Alright human that’s enough.”

  “Didn’t I- you know what, never mind,” Finley was irritated, “What’s your name if mine is so weird?” “My name is Chroma.” “Like the chromaticscale?” Chroma was puzzled.

  “Okay never mind that, how do I get back to Earth?” Finley asked. “I haven’t got a clue,” Chroma answered, “How did you get here?” “A portal.” Chroma thought for a moment. He came up with an idea and took out the paintbrush he had gotten earlier that day.

  “What’s that gonna do?” The human asked. “Describe to me this portal you went through,” Chroma said, completely ignoring it.

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  After describing the portal to Chroma, he then began to wave the paint brush around the air and then something started to appear. Then a portal-like thing showed up but it didn’t look exactly like the one in the lab. “Well this was easier than I thought,” thought Finley, ignoring that it doesn’t look like the actual portal.

  Finley walked through the portal but it just ended up leading him behind Chroma, causing him bump right into him. “Awww c’mon!” Finley whined, “I don’t wanna be here.” Chroma groaned, “I don’t want you to be here either.” “Well at least that’s something we can agree on,” Finley responded.

  Then Finley remembered something: Right before he and Eva went into the portal, Finley was able to take a picture of it. He took his phone out of his pocket and opened up the picture. He showed the picture to Chroma to see if that helps him draw it. Chroma examined the picture and then drew the portal.

  Finley poked his head through the portal and saw that it was Earth, an urban city. The tall buildings and the sounds of car engines and cars honking. He was about to fully walk through when he remembered that Eva went through with him. Finley stepped out of the portal.

  “What now, human?” Chroma groaned. “I went through the portal with my friend, Eva,” Finley began, “I’m not leaving without her. She’s gotta be somewhere.”

  Chroma was annoyed, but then thought for a moment. He remembered his loss of Keno. He nearly broke into tears right then. Helping Finley could help distract him from it, “Alright human-” “Finley,” the human interrupted. “Alright Finley, I will let you stay with me until we find your friend.”

  “Yes! Thank you so much!”, Finley exclaimed, “I promise I’ll get out of your hair once we find her.” “You are not in my hair?” Chroma was confused. “It just means I’ll leave you alone.”