Okay so I was rereading the fic and apparently I originally named the planet the scientists are on Ahndurous. Then I started calling it Ilum. So to clear the confusion, the planet is Ilum.

Also, here's a little Galennic drawing I did based off this fanfic:

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It wasn't normal for Orson's ankles to start hurting like crazy, but that's what they did and it caused him to limp. Orson started to fall behind, making him terrified that he might not make it out. That's when Lyra did an odd thing. "Come on, you little brat!" She yelled as she seized his wrist. "I'm ain't leaving you behind!" With her stronger stride, Lyra pulled Orson along, her teeth gritted as she ran for the exit. Orson watched as Galen slid under the door. He and Lyra released each other and both did the same thing. The difference was that Orson rammed into the doorway. Then Lyra rammed into him.

Orson watched as the last few centimeters of the outside world disappeared behind ice before his very eyes. "No!" He shouted and pushed Lyra off him. He punched the wall, which hurt his hand more than it made a difference. Lyra then tried kicked the wall but to no avail.

"FFFUUUUCCCKKK!!" Lyra yelled. "KRIFF!! DAMMIT!!" She threw herself at the doorway a few times but the ice wouldn't budge.

Orson was terrified. They were trapped inside! Now what? He turned on his com and said "Guys! Can you hear me? Galen? Oraki? Miyah? Talise? Anyone?!" Nothing. Their way of communication was cut off.

Orson kicked at the ice door a few times, trying to get through. But like Lyra, he had no success. He slammed his fists against the wall, squeezing his red shut. Dammit. Of all the people he had to get stuck with, he got stuck with LYRA!!!! Not Galen, LYRA!!!

"Hey, brat!" Lyra called. "Come over here and throw yourself at the wall with me. We might be able to break through." Orson obeyed. He and Lyra ran at full speed to the door and threw their shoulders against it. Both dropped to the ground soon after, groaning in pain.

Orson stared at the ice in front of him. No! This couldn't be! Galen... he immediately hope Galen would be okay. He had a tendency to think about the possible danger Galen was in rather than the actual danger he was in. Not that Galen was in trouble. Orson just hoped his lover wouldn't go berserk over the fact that the he and Lyra were stuck inside.

BAM!! A noise on the other side of the door made Orson scream and jump away. "What was that?!" He cried.

"I dunno," admitted Lyra. She stepped forwards cautiously, trying to see anything through the thick ice. A second BANG made her jump back. "They're shooting at the door!" She yelled and she ran towards the back of the cave, grabbing Orson's arm.

"Wait! Where are we going!?" Orson yelled, kicking to try and fee himself from Lyra's grasp.

"Do you want to be shot if they break through!?" Orson decided he didn't and so he let Lyra pull him around the corner. The two watched as the shots became more intense. But when nothing happened and the door remained standing, the shooting stopped. Orson and Lyra slowly made their way back to the door.

"What are we doing?" Orson groaned. "We're never going to get through." He rapped on the ice. Thump thump thump.    WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!    Thump thump thump. Orson did that pattern over and over again, unsure of why he was doing it. For some reason, he felt like it was the proper thing to do.

Then he stopped. And suddenly he heard something through the door from the other side. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!    Thump WHAM! Thump.   Thump thump thump.    WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!    WHAM! Thump.

It struck Orson that the their side was probably Galen. And he was talking to the scientist via the old communications code, known as Morse Code. Orson smiled. "LYRA!!"

Lyra covered her ears. "Dammit, Orson! Keep it down! We're in an ice cave!"

"We can talk to Galen!" Well, they could talk to the others, too, but Galen was the only one that mattered.

"How?"

"Listen." Orson pounded a message against the ice door.

*Lyra and I are AOK!*

They waited for a moment. Then whoever was pounding back responded.

*Thank the Maker. Should we send for help?*

"And that means..?" Lyra asked.

"They want to know if they should send for help."

"Hell yes!"

*Hell yes!*

*I'm assuming this is Orson knocking.*

"What did they say?" Lyra demanded.

"Hang on!" Orson told her. *Is this Galen?*

*Yes*

"And that means..?" Lyra questioned.

"It means man's discovery of nunya," Orson told her.

"What's nunya?"

"None ya business."

Lyra seized Orson by the collar from behind and yanked him away from the ice door. She spun him around and threw him to his back on the ground. Orson squeaked when he hit the icy floor, his breath knocked out of him. He lay there as Lyra yelled at him. "Don't pull that stupid joke on me! Grow up!"

"I can't," Orson said. "I can't grow up!"

"Why not?"

"Galen doesn't want me to." Orson remembered how Galen had said he loved how childish Orson could be.

{{ "It makes you look and sound like a cute little bean!" Galen said, squeezing Orson's cheeks.

Orson laughed loudly. He pushed Galen's hands off his cheeks so he could speak. "Don't call me little!"

"I'll call you whatever I want," Galen told him as he put the teen in a headlock under his arm so he could mess up the nice comb-over Orson had worked 'so hard' on. }}

"ORSON!!" Orson snapped out of his flashback. "I can't see your flashbacks so wake up and help me figure out a way to get out!" Lyra growled.

Orson nodded. Lyra's flaring eyes made him nervous and he wished Galen was here so he could hide behind him like a two year old. "Well... th-there has to be another opening somewhere."

"And what would make you say that?"

"The fact that... that were still breathing..?"

"Explain, Einstein."

"Who's... Einstein?"

"Never mind. What makes you think there's another opening?"

"That... we're still alive..." Orson twiddled his thumbs.

Lyra shot forwards and grabbed Orson by the collar. "You bastard. Tell me now or I will make sure your live body will NEVER LEAVE THIS CAVE AGAIN!!" She slid her finger across her throat before releasing him by giving him a rough shove.

Orson staggered backwards until he ran into the wall. "We aren't breathing stale air! That means the air in this cave is being circulated. Which means that somewhere, there is a crack to let the fresh air in."

He let that sink into her brain. Lyra realized he was right and shrugged. "Find, fine. We have to tell Galen that we're going to look though..."

Orson nodded. He went over to the ice wall and pounded in it. *Galen! Are you still there?*

*Yeah, I'm still here.*

*We're going to search for another opening.*

*Okay. Good luck. We'll keep working on breaking through.*

*Thanks, Cupcake.* Orson suddenly froze. What the heck had he just said!? Oh gosh, he hoped it was Galen on the other side. No, HE HOPED NO ONE ELSE UNDERSTOOD MORSE CODE!!

"Why are you blushing?" Lyra asked.

"N-nothing!" Orson squeaked.

Lyra rolled her eyes and motioned for him to follow her, which Orson did so obediently. "You are so weird."
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Orson calls Galen "Cupcake" and I died.

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